Thoughts And Prayers Needed!!!!
For ME Goddamnit!
For the first time in my life (well, since 1971 that is) I will NOT be able to watch "The Game."
New jobs sadly bring new scheduling and I'm the asshole that gets to work 10:00am-9:00pm on saturday.
I'm going to try the "taping of the game" routine and watch it when I get home but I'm sure that won't work. Some dickhead will come in the store and talk shit about it, word will undoubtedly get to me somehow.
The pisser is that I'll be spending the whole day just thinking about what I'm missing. I'll be like a little kid thinking about Coach Hayes and Archie. About Tom Klaben and Ray Griffin. About Todd Bell and Jim Laughlin. About Vaughn Broadnax basically taking out the entire scUM defense to lead Art into the end zone. About TimSpencer and Marcus Marek. About "the catch" by Mike Lanese. About Chris Spielman and Keith Byars. About a Black Fedora, Red Shoes, and "Earle" headbands. About Germaine, Wiley, and Boston. About Coach Tressel, "J-Dubs" and Doss. About MoC and CK. About Will Allen.
The short list deserves more, but I just threw this out real quick. Hopefully, somehow I will be able to get home "in the dark" and watch this wonderful event without knowing the outcome. Or, maybe I'll win the "mega-Millions" jackpot on friday and get to watch the game from the 50 yard line. One can only hope. Peace.