This made me laugh out loud I love the way he responds. Bama will have their hands full this weekend playing on the road again. I think they have a chance to win, but they have to play well in the defensive secondary, and John Parker Wilson has to have a good day. He cannot win it for them, but he can certainly lose it.
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
I found this article about the Georgia Bulldogs. It hits the nail on the head, but could also apply to Ohio State and a few others.
The part of the article that really sticks with me is this statement, which is about half way down the first page:
"Be lucky enough to be ranked higher than you deserve in August, and you'll stay higher than you deserve most of the season. Get screwed in the first poll, and you might as well get used to the feeling."
We complain about this every year, but I think these two sentences sum it up very well.
The part of the article that really sticks with me is this statement, which is about half way down the first page:
"Be lucky enough to be ranked higher than you deserve in August, and you'll stay higher than you deserve most of the season. Get screwed in the first poll, and you might as well get used to the feeling."
We complain about this every year, but I think these two sentences sum it up very well.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Nice...
What a way to start football season! I sat through a nail-biter Friday night as our local 5A high school team opened the season at against a big 6A team. These two opened against each other for about 15-20 consecutive years before ending the tradition about 8-10 years ago.
Eufaula and Dothan always reminded you of a playoff game although it was the first game of the season. They were defensive games and usually ended with a 3-0, 7-3, 10-7 kind of score. No team ever scored over 14 points and the margin of victory was always close. We would be disappointed Friday night as Eufaula, ranked #1 in the 5A polls and playing with a back-up quarterback, squeaked by Dothan 13-9. Eufaula's starting quarterback suffered a knee injury earlier in August that may put a damper on his senior year.
We had our usual upsets and blowouts in the NCAA. I was especially proud of my Alabama Crimson Tide and the way they handled themselves in their opener. Obviously, Clemson was not the #9 team the polls made them out to be, but forget the score. The lack of penalties, the teamwork, the decision making by the quarterback, and overall team spirit of Alabama did not look like that of a young team in their opening game of the season.
They have a hard time finishing, and then staying focused the next week, so we will see what kind of job the coaches can do with them this week.
Ohio St. vs USC is right around the corner, and should be one heck of a game. It is kind of hard to tell what they have when they don't play anyone, but right now, I am going to give USC the edge.
We dodged the hurricane this weekend, but it looks like Mother Nature is going to give us a couple of more opportunities in the next week or so. Football season is here. Life is good!
Eufaula and Dothan always reminded you of a playoff game although it was the first game of the season. They were defensive games and usually ended with a 3-0, 7-3, 10-7 kind of score. No team ever scored over 14 points and the margin of victory was always close. We would be disappointed Friday night as Eufaula, ranked #1 in the 5A polls and playing with a back-up quarterback, squeaked by Dothan 13-9. Eufaula's starting quarterback suffered a knee injury earlier in August that may put a damper on his senior year.
We had our usual upsets and blowouts in the NCAA. I was especially proud of my Alabama Crimson Tide and the way they handled themselves in their opener. Obviously, Clemson was not the #9 team the polls made them out to be, but forget the score. The lack of penalties, the teamwork, the decision making by the quarterback, and overall team spirit of Alabama did not look like that of a young team in their opening game of the season.
They have a hard time finishing, and then staying focused the next week, so we will see what kind of job the coaches can do with them this week.
Ohio St. vs USC is right around the corner, and should be one heck of a game. It is kind of hard to tell what they have when they don't play anyone, but right now, I am going to give USC the edge.
We dodged the hurricane this weekend, but it looks like Mother Nature is going to give us a couple of more opportunities in the next week or so. Football season is here. Life is good!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Glad TS Fay Came This Weekend...
My wife and I were sitting in the screened back porch yesterday afternoon, drinking tea and watching the trees move rapidly from side to side. The wind was changing directions frequently, so we were getting the breeze and keeping dry at the same time. We were trying to decide if we were going to cook the ribs outside or inside, and were weighing the pros and cons of each. Since the worst of the weather was not yet upon us, I was afraid that if we cooked outside, the wind may change directions, blow harder, rain harder, or all of it, which would make it impossible to grill. My wife was afraid that once we started inside, the power might go out. Little did we know that the power had already gone out for the third time that day. (She happened to look over her shoulder and notice the TV was turned off...something that the kids just will not do.) Mother Nature had turned it off and it would stay off until 9 pm.
We received 9 3/4" of rain in my neighborhood from Friday night until this morning around 8am when I dumped the rain gauge for the second time. (I dumped the first 5" out at lunch yesterday.) We needed the rain, and Tropical Storm Fay delivered it. I also lost a couple more of those expensive trees that I mentioned a few posts ago.
We live 3 hours from the Gulf Coast, and it always amazes me how much damage we receive although we are so far away. It really makes me think about the people along the coast. It also makes me realize that no matter what we sometimes think, we are not the ones that are in control.
I am glad that we received the rain, and I am glad that the electricity has been repaired. Most of all, I am glad that Fay paid us a visit this weekend instead of next. What a bummer it would have been to have waited nearly a year for football season, only to have been without electricity at kickoff.
In closing, I learned today that our local Tide player, Courtney Upshaw, will get to wear his high school number from last year.
WARNING TO THE OPPOSING TEAMS: #41 will knock you out.
We received 9 3/4" of rain in my neighborhood from Friday night until this morning around 8am when I dumped the rain gauge for the second time. (I dumped the first 5" out at lunch yesterday.) We needed the rain, and Tropical Storm Fay delivered it. I also lost a couple more of those expensive trees that I mentioned a few posts ago.
We live 3 hours from the Gulf Coast, and it always amazes me how much damage we receive although we are so far away. It really makes me think about the people along the coast. It also makes me realize that no matter what we sometimes think, we are not the ones that are in control.
I am glad that we received the rain, and I am glad that the electricity has been repaired. Most of all, I am glad that Fay paid us a visit this weekend instead of next. What a bummer it would have been to have waited nearly a year for football season, only to have been without electricity at kickoff.
In closing, I learned today that our local Tide player, Courtney Upshaw, will get to wear his high school number from last year.
WARNING TO THE OPPOSING TEAMS: #41 will knock you out.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Pre-Season Game Day?
As I have said a couple of times on this blog, I am not a fan of the NFL. So, I must confess that I am considering having an NFL pre-season football party at my house just to get things rolling until the NCAA kicks off.
This time of year drives me nuts. I pace the floor, read the newspapers (internet and paper versions), and count down the days until that first ESPN Game Day airs. My wife is sick of my counting down the days until football season, as are my co-workers. I even watch the weather channel more than often so that I can get some kind of idea of when that first day of the fall smell will be in the air.
It only makes sense to use an NFL pre-season game to kick off an NCAA pre-season party. I have a few new recipes that I want to try on my smoker, and my buddies need to work on tuning their vocal chords for the real games that are a few weeks away.
What better time to have a fake football party but during a fake football game? Right? What do you think?
This time of year drives me nuts. I pace the floor, read the newspapers (internet and paper versions), and count down the days until that first ESPN Game Day airs. My wife is sick of my counting down the days until football season, as are my co-workers. I even watch the weather channel more than often so that I can get some kind of idea of when that first day of the fall smell will be in the air.
It only makes sense to use an NFL pre-season game to kick off an NCAA pre-season party. I have a few new recipes that I want to try on my smoker, and my buddies need to work on tuning their vocal chords for the real games that are a few weeks away.
What better time to have a fake football party but during a fake football game? Right? What do you think?
Monday, August 4, 2008
Another dog story...
I installed a flood light with a motion detector on the corner of my front porch the other day. A few minutes after I went to bed that night, I could see light from that flood light shining through my bedroom blinds and got up to see what it had detected.
About the time that I peeked through the blinds it turned itself off so I got back in the bed. As soon as I laid down, the light came back on and I hurried to the window only for it to turn back off.
"I really need to adjust the setting," I told my wife. It was only staying on for about four seconds.
Again, the light came on again as soon as I got back into the bed and went off as I made it back to the blind. This time, I stood at the window and stared into the darkness waiting on the light to turn back on. After fifteen minutes, I gave up and went to bed.
As I walked into the garage to leave for work the next morning, something in the front yard caught my attention. I walked around to see what it was and could not believe my eyes.
Someone's dog, with a small chain for a leash, was tangled around one of my 8 month old trees. This tree was 6 1/2' tall when I bought it for $50, and had already grown to about 8' tall. It was bent over at about 2 1/2' above the ground I assume because the dog had been trying to free itself all night. I also assume this is why the flood light kept turning on. The tree is out of the range of the light, but a dog on a leash dancing around would be in range.
I ran towards the dog so that I could help him and try to save my tree before it was further damaged. I was not quick enough. The tree broke and the dog ran out of my yard dragging the upper portion of the tree.
The 8 months of growth that I lost ticks me off more than the money that the tree cost.
About the time that I peeked through the blinds it turned itself off so I got back in the bed. As soon as I laid down, the light came back on and I hurried to the window only for it to turn back off.
"I really need to adjust the setting," I told my wife. It was only staying on for about four seconds.
Again, the light came on again as soon as I got back into the bed and went off as I made it back to the blind. This time, I stood at the window and stared into the darkness waiting on the light to turn back on. After fifteen minutes, I gave up and went to bed.
As I walked into the garage to leave for work the next morning, something in the front yard caught my attention. I walked around to see what it was and could not believe my eyes.
Someone's dog, with a small chain for a leash, was tangled around one of my 8 month old trees. This tree was 6 1/2' tall when I bought it for $50, and had already grown to about 8' tall. It was bent over at about 2 1/2' above the ground I assume because the dog had been trying to free itself all night. I also assume this is why the flood light kept turning on. The tree is out of the range of the light, but a dog on a leash dancing around would be in range.
I ran towards the dog so that I could help him and try to save my tree before it was further damaged. I was not quick enough. The tree broke and the dog ran out of my yard dragging the upper portion of the tree.
The 8 months of growth that I lost ticks me off more than the money that the tree cost.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
A few nights ago, my wife and I had been watching TV in the living room for a couple of hours when I decided to walk outside during a commercial. Once outside, I saw a car parked at the entrance to my driveway, so I crept up my 300 feet long drive to see who it was. From time to time, local teenagers will drive down my road and vandalize the mailboxes, so I was thinking I had caught someone in the act.
As I got closer, I could see that it was a neighbor who lived a couple of houses down. He had been walking his dog and the dog had gotten too hot. So he left the dog in my yard, and ran home to get his car so he could take the dog home. The dog was already unconcious by the time I made it up the driveway, but breathing heavily.
The dog died as my neighbor and I tried to keep it alive. We did CPR on the Golden Retriever, and for a moment we made some progress. Despite our efforts, Maggie passed on and I tried to console my neighbor who was visibly hurting.
It was pitch black dark outside when we had tried to revive the dog, and I had missed the end of a movie that I watched for two hours, but this experience is one that I will remember the rest of my life and one that I am glad to have been a part. From time to time, we all need a reminder of how valuable and meaningful life is, no matter the creature or its purpose. We put the heavy dog in the back of my truck and took her home. At 10:30 pm, I walked in the door at my house after helping my neighbor dig the hole and trading a few dog stories. I did not sleep very much that night.
Watching Maggie fight for life only to lose while we tried to help her fight reminded me of the night my grandmother passed away. Like this night, I was there. I held my grandmother's hand and talked to her as she took her last breath, similar to how we held Maggie and encouraged her to keep fighting.
I often wondered if my grandmother knew I was there, and what she felt as she left us and joined my grandfather. I still wonder the same about Maggie. Did she know that we tried to help her? Was she hurting?
As I got closer, I could see that it was a neighbor who lived a couple of houses down. He had been walking his dog and the dog had gotten too hot. So he left the dog in my yard, and ran home to get his car so he could take the dog home. The dog was already unconcious by the time I made it up the driveway, but breathing heavily.
The dog died as my neighbor and I tried to keep it alive. We did CPR on the Golden Retriever, and for a moment we made some progress. Despite our efforts, Maggie passed on and I tried to console my neighbor who was visibly hurting.
It was pitch black dark outside when we had tried to revive the dog, and I had missed the end of a movie that I watched for two hours, but this experience is one that I will remember the rest of my life and one that I am glad to have been a part. From time to time, we all need a reminder of how valuable and meaningful life is, no matter the creature or its purpose. We put the heavy dog in the back of my truck and took her home. At 10:30 pm, I walked in the door at my house after helping my neighbor dig the hole and trading a few dog stories. I did not sleep very much that night.
Watching Maggie fight for life only to lose while we tried to help her fight reminded me of the night my grandmother passed away. Like this night, I was there. I held my grandmother's hand and talked to her as she took her last breath, similar to how we held Maggie and encouraged her to keep fighting.
I often wondered if my grandmother knew I was there, and what she felt as she left us and joined my grandfather. I still wonder the same about Maggie. Did she know that we tried to help her? Was she hurting?
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