…. When Sports is Just FUN! Let’s REALLY talk about THOSE INCREDIBLE MOOCHIES…. Odds are The Road To Rosenblatt will not repeat as incredibly as last year but what da heck. Maybe it will!
BobLee To The Class of 2007… We continue our tradition of BobLee’s annual straight talk to the graduating classes of America’s “institutions of higher learning”.
It could have been in Tampa, Greensboro, Boise or in Dave Hart’s home theater, but yesterday’s ACC Tournament Finals was both a Lollapalooza and a Humdinger. It truly had something for everyone.
I “might” watch some of the ACC Tournament this weekend, or sort my sock drawer, or watch CSI-Miami Season Three… not necessarily in that order…. The ACCTrn IN TAMPA BAY! YIPPEE! … while we’re at it lets move The Masters to Wichita, The Kentucky Derby to Kennebunkport.
There are a handful of one-name icons in our culture. That is helped if the one-word name is unique so “which Joe?” is unnecessary. “Tiger” …. “Madonna” …. “Rush” …. “Babe” and, so I thought, “Wilt”. A sports history and a fan generation takes a humbling hit.
… that darn Ed Emory! A rascal … a scallywag and a lovable scoundrel.
Before we officially close the 2006 Folder…. a mega SHOUT-OUT Thanks to Mikey “Crash’ Nifong ….. the crown prince of incredibly stoopid District Attorneys everywhere. Sa-LUTE Crash.
Tailgate Fodder…. With the popularity of recent column subjects, I ran a poll among the Platinum Pals. The 673 member Elite Corp of BL Buddies voted in record numbers and the results were not unpredictable nor without obvious “skew factors”.
For guys “my age” it will always be Bill Mazeroski in 1960. For guys in their 30s-40s maybe Michael vs Georgetown … For young pups (Carolina young pups!) maybe Connor Barth vs Miami … as we all played out our sports fantasies in our backyard or on playground fields.
Why have I ignored this warm and comfortable hideaway from the rampant silliness and damn foolishness that seems to be engulfing society? ….. this time The Angel of Providence led me PASSED a WAFFLE HOU*E to Piccadilly Cafeteria…. butterbeans and stewed tomatos….
= Christmas in June for me. I knew one would pop up. Like sitting in a deer stand at sunrise waiting for Bambi’s Daddy. THERE HE IS – Mayor Charlie The Nitwit Xenophobe ….. And we take a second look at Soccer and Reunions.