This pretty much sums up the day outside....A little dark... A little dreary
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
The 12-0 club
I really don't recall there ever being this many undefeated teams in the world of sports at one time. This past weekend, Bama and Florida, both 12-0 respectively squared off in the SEC championship AND Texas(12-0) played Nebraska in the Big 12 title game...Bama and Texas now 13-0 and will battle for #14. In addition, the college world has a few other teams in the 12+ win, 0 loss column, Boise State, Cincinnati, and TCU. Fortunately Boise and TCU will play in the Fiesta Bowl, so that score will be settled. Cincy gets Florida, good luck with that in Tebows last college game EVER. So seriously, what the hell is going on? How did all this happen? Is it the schedule? Sure there were probably a fair share of close games along the way, but are these teams really that dominant within there conferences? Apparently so.It is really quite the anomaly in respect to years past. Although I think the College game has been building towards this level of dominance. In recent years past there has, more often than not, been at least 2 undefeated teams and 3 at best. But 5 and would have been 6 had Florida and Bama not played in the same conference. I really wish there was a clear cut answer to all this and in a way I wish that all conferences would have more parity. We would get a competitive game most weeks instead of a blowout. Unfortunately that will never happen. There is always going to be a few teams that are just that good. Which moves us on to the NFL....Colts and Saints....Can you dig it? Granted the Redskins snatched defeats away from the jaws of victory, but still. The Saints never let off the gas. They kept coming after them until they finally wore the skins down. The Colts are fantastic too and won a little bit easier to move to 12-0. Could it happen? Two undefeated teams meeting in the Super Bowl...Well at this point, with the craziness in the college game, I am not doubting it in the NFL and I honestly hope it happens just like most of the rest of the world. Sure the game is different going from college to NFL but if you got talent, I guess you just got talent.
Anyway, there is really nothing educational to gain from this blurb. I just wrote it because of the fact that there are so many undefeated out there. And I am sure there are some people that don't follow sports like we do here at the base station so I wanted to bring this to there attention, if they even read this stuff we write. To run the table is pretty sweet but that is easier said than done. I hope we get to see it happen in the NFL. Till then, enjoy the rest of your monday
Anyway, there is really nothing educational to gain from this blurb. I just wrote it because of the fact that there are so many undefeated out there. And I am sure there are some people that don't follow sports like we do here at the base station so I wanted to bring this to there attention, if they even read this stuff we write. To run the table is pretty sweet but that is easier said than done. I hope we get to see it happen in the NFL. Till then, enjoy the rest of your monday
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Post Turkey Thoughts...and some recollections
Cool, my neighbor let me have internet access this weekend. Not real sure about the schedule, it is like here one day and gone the next so we will make valuable use of this time. Since the last post we once again were proven wrong and the Rebs escaped Oxford with a close one. Thanks LSU. I actually got to attend the game, albiet I had to watch the Ole Miss Coaches show and read the paper to find out what happened, I was there. A quick recap: We and I will refer to the crew as "we" for the duration of this piece and I also will not be referring to them in there real names as to protect the innocent. For story sake, we will refer to them as John, Paul, George and Ringo. So you have gathered there are 5 of us. Well, the 5 of us strike out from the metropolis of Greenwood via limo with a bunch of booze and beer. I don't think we tried to drink it all on the way up there but we didn't check up once we started. We get to oxford and get dropped off front and center....The Grove. Straight Pimping right; rolling out of a limo for the biggest game of the year. I felt cool for a little bit until I realized our limo was knocking like some old beat up Ford Tempo and fortuantely I ran into someone that I knew immediately. He pointed it out. So all that aside, we grove, we eat, we drink, we shotgun a damn beer in the grove. Never have I ever done that and I still feel a little trashy for doing so, but we (not the orignal 5, but a seperate 2) got challenged by some LSU students so we had to represent. I mean, you can't just back down when they draw a line in the dirt you know. I am pleased to announce that we won. No BS!! Anyway, after that display of classlessness we make our way to the game. Its packed, Its rocking and me and John and Paul have great seats. George and Ringo are sitting elsewhere and I am sure that they had a great time as well.
So I am snacking on popcorn...really don't know why...I just got through eating the equivalency of a whole chicken in tenders in the grove, but nonetheless, I wanted popcorn. Popcorn is a great snack and it also doubles as a fantastic celebration type confetti to toss in the air and amongst your fellow participants when the team does something good. After I tossed the remaining half the box in the air after a Rebel TD, John informed me that I could not have anymore popcorn. Fair enough. So the game progresses and the whole time John is on the phone with an outside source who will remain nameless about going up to his skybox. We got the Green light towards the end of the Third quarter and away we went. I didn't know what to expect, I had never watched a game from up there. I am too middle class for all that, but glad I got to experience it at least once. It's nothing special. There were so many people in there that we were basically working the door. I kinda felt like security. However, unbeknownst to myself you can have pretty much whatever you want to drink in the "Box". We were located adjacent to a fine cooler full of beer, which was good and bad if you know what I mean. Anyway, games over, Rebs survive and we start to roll out. We make our way out of the stadium and boy was that a journey. I mean me, john, and Paul were challenged with the basics of taking a step. Fortunately, we got back to our location of arrival and sitting there is our limo. It was hanging out there in the darkness, making no noise, but it could have been off. Who really knows at this point. Amazingly, George and Ringo arrived about the same time as we did to this chariot of consumption. We all just kind of looked at each other and said, well, I guess we can go back to Greenwood now. It was for the best. Any post-game celebration on our part could have resulted in some really bad shit happening. I mean fights and full on breakdown of all human and social services. Basically, the worst part is in the bible. We were toast.
So we load up and if you think that I am going to end this story by saying we all went to sleep on the ride home, well you are sadly mistaken. Me and Paul proceeded to put them back the whole trip home. We arrive at our destination which is located across the street from a bar. Touche!! We look around, and say, "F IT", lets go get a beer. It is a light crowd for a Saturday as most people are either in bed or still in Oxford but we basically turn up the gas when we get inside. That beer prophecy in the parking lot was just a sham. It was on to the leaded varieties, most of which I spilled on myself, and allot of misplaced and confused conversations which I have no recollection of having. I did manage to shut that place down and then I proceeded to walk home. It is only like a mile away so it was no biggie although it seemed like it took me a week to get home. I will end this by saying that I woke up on top of my bed with my clothes and shoes on, all the lights in the house on and the TV up to a volume just below a scream. It was a fun day. It was a memorable day that was almost forgotten. Thank you BBM and text messaging for making this story possible.
Moving Right along, It seems I was right about the Bullpups. They pounded it down our throat and made us like it. What a beatdown. It was like pistol whipping a blind kid. Just not fair.
So I am snacking on popcorn...really don't know why...I just got through eating the equivalency of a whole chicken in tenders in the grove, but nonetheless, I wanted popcorn. Popcorn is a great snack and it also doubles as a fantastic celebration type confetti to toss in the air and amongst your fellow participants when the team does something good. After I tossed the remaining half the box in the air after a Rebel TD, John informed me that I could not have anymore popcorn. Fair enough. So the game progresses and the whole time John is on the phone with an outside source who will remain nameless about going up to his skybox. We got the Green light towards the end of the Third quarter and away we went. I didn't know what to expect, I had never watched a game from up there. I am too middle class for all that, but glad I got to experience it at least once. It's nothing special. There were so many people in there that we were basically working the door. I kinda felt like security. However, unbeknownst to myself you can have pretty much whatever you want to drink in the "Box". We were located adjacent to a fine cooler full of beer, which was good and bad if you know what I mean. Anyway, games over, Rebs survive and we start to roll out. We make our way out of the stadium and boy was that a journey. I mean me, john, and Paul were challenged with the basics of taking a step. Fortunately, we got back to our location of arrival and sitting there is our limo. It was hanging out there in the darkness, making no noise, but it could have been off. Who really knows at this point. Amazingly, George and Ringo arrived about the same time as we did to this chariot of consumption. We all just kind of looked at each other and said, well, I guess we can go back to Greenwood now. It was for the best. Any post-game celebration on our part could have resulted in some really bad shit happening. I mean fights and full on breakdown of all human and social services. Basically, the worst part is in the bible. We were toast.
So we load up and if you think that I am going to end this story by saying we all went to sleep on the ride home, well you are sadly mistaken. Me and Paul proceeded to put them back the whole trip home. We arrive at our destination which is located across the street from a bar. Touche!! We look around, and say, "F IT", lets go get a beer. It is a light crowd for a Saturday as most people are either in bed or still in Oxford but we basically turn up the gas when we get inside. That beer prophecy in the parking lot was just a sham. It was on to the leaded varieties, most of which I spilled on myself, and allot of misplaced and confused conversations which I have no recollection of having. I did manage to shut that place down and then I proceeded to walk home. It is only like a mile away so it was no biggie although it seemed like it took me a week to get home. I will end this by saying that I woke up on top of my bed with my clothes and shoes on, all the lights in the house on and the TV up to a volume just below a scream. It was a fun day. It was a memorable day that was almost forgotten. Thank you BBM and text messaging for making this story possible.
Moving Right along, It seems I was right about the Bullpups. They pounded it down our throat and made us like it. What a beatdown. It was like pistol whipping a blind kid. Just not fair.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Update, Recap and the Truth
Well well now Rebs, I have never been so happy to be proved wrong. Thank you for that dose of beatdown you put on the Vols. And what else can you say about Dex. I mean, the guy obviously reads this thread and got pissed off and wanted to shut me up. I hope he can shut me and a few more opossing defenses up like he did last week. It is wishful thinking that he could duplicate that performance again and again, but it sure would be nice if he could. Anyway, Tigers coming to town, Crockett will be in attendance for support. Honestly, I just don't know how I feel about this one. I will stoked if we can win this one and I think we definately got stronger as a team during last weeks game, but you can throw all that out the window. Sure LSU had a close game last week but that doesn't mean a thing other than they are probably ticked at the performance and want to exact some pain on the Rebs, who coincidentally are coming off there most complete game of the season. It is a Catch 22 literally and figuratively speaking. If Dex is contained, its the Tigers. If not, then I see the Rebs pulling this one out. I hope that my post a few weeks ago will hold true and the Rebs can prove me wrong again. If you remember, I said, the rebs lose out. Here is to hoping ang wishing for a win, but nonetheless a thrilling game. Peace
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