It's time for a mind dump Monday! (I apologize in advance)
* Congrats to the Giants & their fans! The Manning family DNA might as well be designated "superhero-esque." No one can say Eli isn't as good as Tom Brady now, and I'm happy for him--imagine having to live in the shadow of Peyton Manning? I mean, that's an impressively intimidating shadow! Think Eli is creating his own shadow now. ;)
* I thought Madonna put on an awesome halftime show. People are sooooo quick to point out her near-fall, some awkward dancing, and her lip-syncing, but, dang, she IS 53 years young, folks! Stop the nitpicking. She looked fantastic and gave fans their money's worth. Frankly, like my mom said, it was one of the best halftime shows we've had in a long time.
* Okay, I'm about to have a real stupid fan-girl moment (you've been forewarned). NASCAR is about to start! *SQUEAL* The sound of roaring engines, lug nuts flying around, tires, track suits, spiffy painted cars, the Boogity, boogity, boogity, let's go racin' boys...sigh. So. Excited. GO DALE!!!!!!! Okay, end of fan-girl moment.
* Pretty sure I have Super Bowl coma because today doesn't even feel like a weekday...at all--more like Sunday, Part II.
This song ALWAYS brightens my day--I just think it's so sexy and fun. So, turn up the volume and feel the relaxation wash over you. (Sorry if there's an ad before the video).
Maroon 5, Sunday Morning.
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Monday, February 6, 2012
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Truth Is Thursday!
Truth Is: Mom always says the best things, like this one: “Now I know it’s the holidays when I’m eating chocolate chip cookies and drinking soda.”
And this one came after Dad wanted to talk about sad news stuff and Mom interrupted, simply saying: “I want to curl up in my own little euphoric world and pretend.”
Truth Is: This time of year especially, I tend to think there is so much more to this world than we can see with our eyes. (A little whimsical, I know, but where’s the fun in reality all the time?)
Truth Is: The brightened, surprised looks on the faces of elderly couples when I smile at them should make me happy, but really it makes me want to cry; it’s like they don’t get those smiles very often. My dad confirmed this when he once helped an elderly veteran and the gentleman’s chin started quivering. Simple things mean the world.
Truth Is: The Dallas Cowboys sit atop the NFC East!!! BFF is practically giddy (this is saying a great deal, considering he’s a grumpy Grinch this time of year and usually cheers for the Abominable Snowman in Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer).
Truth Is: I get to create a superhero alter-ego, thanks to Lex. And I get to draw me as a superhero! So excited! Not sure what powers I’ll have yet. I’m open to suggestions—what kind-of powers should I have? I like the power of invisibility, but, as otherworldly as it may seem, I’m pretty sure I already have that one…and I don’t even need a cloak. :/ I’m aiming for Monday to reveal my secret superhero identity because, you know, we all have one and Monday's usually suck.
Monday, August 22, 2011
Dale, Cowboys, & Award Time
Dale Jr.: Pit crew, pit crew, pit crew. Y’all are putting this race fan on the ceiling like a nervous little cat. Dale had yet another solid day, but after an iffy late pit and some pit problems, he ended up 14th on the day. He drove the wheels off that car to put the team in position. It’s frustrating (a feeling I know all too well—it has become my annoying and predictable companion). Maybe I could try out for the pit crew—I can be freakishly strong when I want to be.
Anyway, he’s still 9th in points (hurrah!). Here’s the thing: Dale is having a strong, strong season. Anyone who says otherwise is absolutely ridiculous. This is his first year with Steve Letarte—they’re getting to know one another, learning with one another. With a few tweaks here and there, I truly believe this team is on the brink of greatness. Spoken like a true Dale Jr. fan, I know, but I really do believe it—and I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t believe.
Cowboys: We’re nearing the end of summer. The grocery store released its first batch of apple cider doughnuts, and the Cowboys played in a nationally televised preseason football game. Happy days. Football is back and I have one thing to say, “Hello, Lover.” I’m thinkin’ football is my boyfriend—pretty hunky, huh? He’s mighty sexy and oh-so-popular.
Award: And, to my total shock, I received a second Blog On Fire Award, this time from Jay. I’m only just getting to know him, but I can already tell he is caring, supportive, straight forward, and funny. If you haven’t visited his blog, please do so when you get a chance—you won’t be disappointed.
Now, for the rules:
- Thank the blogger who gave you this award (see above)
- List five previously unknown facts about yourself (you can make ‘em saucy if you want).
- Last time I told y’all how the revving engines in NASCAR kinda, um, get me a little hot under my AMP t-shirt. Another thing that does it…fighter jets flying overhead (which, ironically, they do before the start of every NASCAR race). Apparently, I have an affinity for things that go fast (more irony). I blame batman and his spiffy batmobile.
- When I hear the NFL theme songs (Fox, Monday Night Football, Sunday Night Football), I get chills. You just feel the electricity and you know it’s on. These aren’t quite on the level of Marvin Gaye’s “Let’s Get It On,” but they’re up there.
- One of my very favorite snacks is chips and salsa. My daddy introduced me to this snack when I was in second grade. It became my everyday-after-school-snack while I watched Kids Incorporated and Saved By The Bell. Little did I know I was getting a daily dose of veggies in that salsa.
- Apart from salad, I wasn’t good about eating my veggies as a kid. Heck, I’m not great about eating my veggies today—I scrunch up my nose, grin, and shove ’em down first, then enjoy the good parts of the meal.
- The idea of dangling my feet in the water (lakes, ocean, etc.) wigs me out. I can’t help but wonder what the heck is lurking below. I’ve watched too many shark/gator/piranha movies.
- Pass this award to 5 fellow bloggers. This is the tough part for me. I want to pick everybody, but I’ll try to stick to five…plus a few. ;)
Monday, December 13, 2010
Weekend Round-Up...And It's A Doozy
What started as a nice, peaceful White Christmas-filled weekend, quickly turned into one mind boggling situation after another. By Sunday night, I really thought I had been thrown by several different bulls, each one significantly nastier than the last.
First up: Sports: Cam Newton won the Heisman--surprise, surprise. I really have mixed feelings on this one. Hey, if the NCAA will allow Cam to win the Heisman, shouldn't they return Reggie Bush's? Just sayin'. Mavs won--hurray! Cowboys lost to Philly last night--boo hiss, BUT they stayed in the game until the end; much improved team, despite dealing with injuries at key positions. Still proud of them.
Mom Turns Into A Werewolf: Okay, not really, but when she is hungry, part the dang waters and get out of the way. This is especially true since she has been sick--she can't eat as much, has restrictions on diet...and she has hit her limits, which I discovered firsthand.
Saturday Morning: My mom didn't expect me to be there, but I was talking to dad about some Christmas things. Mom walks through the hallway with a tray--on said tray is one type of food she CANNOT have. When she saw me, her face turned red, and her eyes screamed, "Aw, crap, I just got caught."
Me: "Mom, what is that on your tray?"
Mom: "Huh? What darlin'? What are you doing anyway?"
Me: "Talking to Dad about Christmas, but that's beside the point, and I totally see that you are trying to shift the topic away from what is on your plate."
Mom: "I'm only eating half. I'll be fine."
Me: "You really want to try it? I mean, you've been doing better, right? And you haven't had any of that crap, right? Why on earth would you want to shove some of that in your stomach, knowing it could cause a severe flare up?"
Uh, yeah, shouldn't have said anything.
Mom: "If this is how I have to live my life...I'm hungry. I want my junk food. I don't want to be good. It's only a stupid half! It won't hurt me! And I'm your mama, young lady--you shouldn't tell me what I should and should not eat."
Me, stunned: "Whoa, Mom, I was only trying to help. I don't want you to have to go through another episode. I just..."
Mom: "I'll be fine. And I'm gonna eat what I want. You can, so why can't I?"
Me: "Because you get sick!"
Mom: "Humf, just a technicality."
*Note: After making were-mom's acquaintance, I later learned she did NOT eat the culprit-food and she said later on: "Baby girl, I'm sorry for being so crabby earlier. I was hungrier than a bitch wolf. Had you gotten any closer, you might have pulled back a nub." We hugged it out.
BFF: Totally has a reindeer up his rear. Foul mood personified. I swear, he is the only person I know who cheers for the hot green house in Frosty the Snowman or gets ticked when the abominable snowman turns nice in Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. He is absolutely impossible to talk to right now.
Wasn't: Honestly, I'm tired of the whole thing. I've tried to be his friend, but it's hard to be friends with someone who has no clue what it means to be a friend. Did I tell you that he asked for my mom's advice on his "relationship?" Well, he did. So, as a friend, what did I do? Went to my mama and got her advice, of course. That's what friends do. She put a lot of thought and heart into her advice...and over an hour of contemplating what she feels is going on with them. That's what people who care about others do. Wasn't...never called to get her advice, despite saying he would "in a few days." It's been about three weeks. That's not what friends do.
Mr. Bo Tangles: Oh, yes, I couldn't escape yet another humdinger.
Mr. Bo Tangles: "Hey, I just wanted to tell you...there are so many women who want to be with me, but I chose you."
Me, mouth gaping: "Uh...oh, well..."
Mr. Bo Tangles: "Let me finish. Now, I'm not going to argue why you are pulling back from me. I know the truth. What you are is no joke. I know you're an innocent. So, now, it makes complete sense. You're just scared to get involved with someone passionate, like me."
Me, nearly choking while thinking: Well, he's partially right, but it has nothing to do with my V card. "Honestly, I don't think I'm what you are looking for." Wasn't I nice? I could have said, "Honestly, I think you're a controlling, dull, a-hole." I didn't...that would have been rude.
Mr. Bo Tangles: "You're wasting your goods...you should be sharing them, enjoying them. I worry about your well-being. I'm here to help you with your predicament."
Me: "Well, thank you for your opinion and your concern, but I'm doing just fine on my own. And I don't consider my situation a predicament...it's a choice, and I'm content with it. So, thank you for your offer, but I'm good." What I wanted to say: "Well, having to change who I am to be with you just so I can say I've been there, done that, would be far, far worse than being a single virgin for eternity." Again, I stayed polite.
So, this is what its been reduced to: an offer from a not-so-nice man to help me with my "predicament." Fantastic.
Yeah. Odd, odd weekend.
First up: Sports: Cam Newton won the Heisman--surprise, surprise. I really have mixed feelings on this one. Hey, if the NCAA will allow Cam to win the Heisman, shouldn't they return Reggie Bush's? Just sayin'. Mavs won--hurray! Cowboys lost to Philly last night--boo hiss, BUT they stayed in the game until the end; much improved team, despite dealing with injuries at key positions. Still proud of them.
Mom Turns Into A Werewolf: Okay, not really, but when she is hungry, part the dang waters and get out of the way. This is especially true since she has been sick--she can't eat as much, has restrictions on diet...and she has hit her limits, which I discovered firsthand.
Saturday Morning: My mom didn't expect me to be there, but I was talking to dad about some Christmas things. Mom walks through the hallway with a tray--on said tray is one type of food she CANNOT have. When she saw me, her face turned red, and her eyes screamed, "Aw, crap, I just got caught."
Me: "Mom, what is that on your tray?"
Mom: "Huh? What darlin'? What are you doing anyway?"
Me: "Talking to Dad about Christmas, but that's beside the point, and I totally see that you are trying to shift the topic away from what is on your plate."
Mom: "I'm only eating half. I'll be fine."
Me: "You really want to try it? I mean, you've been doing better, right? And you haven't had any of that crap, right? Why on earth would you want to shove some of that in your stomach, knowing it could cause a severe flare up?"
Uh, yeah, shouldn't have said anything.
Mom: "If this is how I have to live my life...I'm hungry. I want my junk food. I don't want to be good. It's only a stupid half! It won't hurt me! And I'm your mama, young lady--you shouldn't tell me what I should and should not eat."
Me, stunned: "Whoa, Mom, I was only trying to help. I don't want you to have to go through another episode. I just..."
Mom: "I'll be fine. And I'm gonna eat what I want. You can, so why can't I?"
Me: "Because you get sick!"
Mom: "Humf, just a technicality."
*Note: After making were-mom's acquaintance, I later learned she did NOT eat the culprit-food and she said later on: "Baby girl, I'm sorry for being so crabby earlier. I was hungrier than a bitch wolf. Had you gotten any closer, you might have pulled back a nub." We hugged it out.
BFF: Totally has a reindeer up his rear. Foul mood personified. I swear, he is the only person I know who cheers for the hot green house in Frosty the Snowman or gets ticked when the abominable snowman turns nice in Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. He is absolutely impossible to talk to right now.
Wasn't: Honestly, I'm tired of the whole thing. I've tried to be his friend, but it's hard to be friends with someone who has no clue what it means to be a friend. Did I tell you that he asked for my mom's advice on his "relationship?" Well, he did. So, as a friend, what did I do? Went to my mama and got her advice, of course. That's what friends do. She put a lot of thought and heart into her advice...and over an hour of contemplating what she feels is going on with them. That's what people who care about others do. Wasn't...never called to get her advice, despite saying he would "in a few days." It's been about three weeks. That's not what friends do.
Mr. Bo Tangles: Oh, yes, I couldn't escape yet another humdinger.
Mr. Bo Tangles: "Hey, I just wanted to tell you...there are so many women who want to be with me, but I chose you."
Me, mouth gaping: "Uh...oh, well..."
Mr. Bo Tangles: "Let me finish. Now, I'm not going to argue why you are pulling back from me. I know the truth. What you are is no joke. I know you're an innocent. So, now, it makes complete sense. You're just scared to get involved with someone passionate, like me."
Me, nearly choking while thinking: Well, he's partially right, but it has nothing to do with my V card. "Honestly, I don't think I'm what you are looking for." Wasn't I nice? I could have said, "Honestly, I think you're a controlling, dull, a-hole." I didn't...that would have been rude.
Mr. Bo Tangles: "You're wasting your goods...you should be sharing them, enjoying them. I worry about your well-being. I'm here to help you with your predicament."
Me: "Well, thank you for your opinion and your concern, but I'm doing just fine on my own. And I don't consider my situation a predicament...it's a choice, and I'm content with it. So, thank you for your offer, but I'm good." What I wanted to say: "Well, having to change who I am to be with you just so I can say I've been there, done that, would be far, far worse than being a single virgin for eternity." Again, I stayed polite.
So, this is what its been reduced to: an offer from a not-so-nice man to help me with my "predicament." Fantastic.
Yeah. Odd, odd weekend.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Cowboys-Colts--One Word: AWESOME.
I'm sorry for anyone who missed this one, for this game has it all, including a trademark Manning comeback.
In the end, we went into overtime, where the Cowboys intercepted a tipped Manning pass to set up the game winning field goal.
Cowboys win in OT! Great game, truly. Both teams played their hearts out--can't ask for much more than that.
Jason Garrett has this team playing with conviction and heart.
On deck? Michael Vick and the Philadelphia Eagles. Yeah. Well....we just won't think about it right now.
Way to go Cowboys! My 'Boys are coming back!!!
In the end, we went into overtime, where the Cowboys intercepted a tipped Manning pass to set up the game winning field goal.
Cowboys win in OT! Great game, truly. Both teams played their hearts out--can't ask for much more than that.
Jason Garrett has this team playing with conviction and heart.
On deck? Michael Vick and the Philadelphia Eagles. Yeah. Well....we just won't think about it right now.
Way to go Cowboys! My 'Boys are coming back!!!
Halftime Thoughts: Cowboys, Cam Newton, and The Bum-Hunters
So, it's halftime of the Dallas game--thought I would pop over and relieve my mind of some rather annoying thoughts...lucky for y'all, right? *NOTE: By the time I finish this, the game will be back on, no doubt.
Cowboys: Looking good against Peyton Manning and the Colts. We have some work to do. i.e. O-Line, Kicker. Confession: I was wrong about Kitna. He's been playing on par with, if not better than, Romo. His numbers are impressive, but, more importantly to this rabid fan, he WANTS to succeed; he's passionate about this team. His reactions on the field SHOW fans just how much he cares. THIS is something you just don't get from Romo, at least I don't.
If you think about it, we have a 38-year-old, unquestionably passionate back-up QB, putting up Romo-esque numbers, helping the team get points, and putting the Cowboys in position to get wins each week. Hmm. Makes you think.
Cam Newton: Yeah, I don't get it. He's a great player--not arguing that fact. It just annoys the holy heck out of me that the Bum-Hunters (i.e. announcers/Heisman voters) think the sun shines out his rear (guess they would know, since they spend most of their time in said region). Yesterday during the SEC Championship game, I thought the announcers were quite literally going to go down on the field and kiss the kid; they just sang his praises to the point of eww-ville.
I mean, he's a great player...with a shady past, involving questionable integrity/honesty/morality. But, hey, so long as he plays well, why should those things matter? Who cares about honestly, integrity, and morals, right? He's going to win the Heisman because it's all about what you do on the field; who gives a hoot about the person behind the player...right?
Sad, but that seems to be the direction our society is moving. Maybe someone needs to take it back and make a stand.
Oh, and, for future reference, Mr. Bum-Hunter-announcers, please know that Cam is NOT the first multi-talented QB (Vince Young, anyone? Texas Longhorns? Hello??) and I dare say he will not be the last.
Okay, rant over...and my Cowboys just scored....must go.
Cowboys: Looking good against Peyton Manning and the Colts. We have some work to do. i.e. O-Line, Kicker. Confession: I was wrong about Kitna. He's been playing on par with, if not better than, Romo. His numbers are impressive, but, more importantly to this rabid fan, he WANTS to succeed; he's passionate about this team. His reactions on the field SHOW fans just how much he cares. THIS is something you just don't get from Romo, at least I don't.
If you think about it, we have a 38-year-old, unquestionably passionate back-up QB, putting up Romo-esque numbers, helping the team get points, and putting the Cowboys in position to get wins each week. Hmm. Makes you think.
Cam Newton: Yeah, I don't get it. He's a great player--not arguing that fact. It just annoys the holy heck out of me that the Bum-Hunters (i.e. announcers/Heisman voters) think the sun shines out his rear (guess they would know, since they spend most of their time in said region). Yesterday during the SEC Championship game, I thought the announcers were quite literally going to go down on the field and kiss the kid; they just sang his praises to the point of eww-ville.
I mean, he's a great player...with a shady past, involving questionable integrity/honesty/morality. But, hey, so long as he plays well, why should those things matter? Who cares about honestly, integrity, and morals, right? He's going to win the Heisman because it's all about what you do on the field; who gives a hoot about the person behind the player...right?
Sad, but that seems to be the direction our society is moving. Maybe someone needs to take it back and make a stand.
Oh, and, for future reference, Mr. Bum-Hunter-announcers, please know that Cam is NOT the first multi-talented QB (Vince Young, anyone? Texas Longhorns? Hello??) and I dare say he will not be the last.
Okay, rant over...and my Cowboys just scored....must go.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Dallas Cowboys--That's 3 Wins, Baby! Mavs--Thank you! Jimmie Johnson--Just Wow.
Wonderful weekend for my Texas teams!
Dallas Cowboys: Yes, yes, it's only 3 wins for my Cowboys, but, hey, they're wins. The Cowboys handily defeated the Detroit Lions today before heading into their annual Thanksgiving Day game this coming Thursday. This year will be a test for my 'Boys--we have to face the reigning Super Bowl champs, the New Orleans Saints. Yeah. I may want to have my turkey well before the game. I'm already a little gag-ish.
Dallas Mavericks: After losing to the Bulls, the Mavericks came back and defeated the Atlanta Hawks, making my family very happy. Dirk is just pure joy to watch.
NASCAR NEWS: Jimmie Johnson and the 48 team won their 5th STRAIGHT NASCAR Sprint Cup Championship. That's 5 in a row, folks. Whether you are a 48 fan or not, it is hard to be anything other than completely gobsmacked by what he has accomplished. He and crew chief Chad Knaus are one heck of a dynamic duo. Congratulations to the 48 team and Hendrick Motorsports for a 5th consecutive title.
As for my driver, well, we just have to look to next season. I imagine there will be some changes to the 88 team. Something has got to give there. If given the cars (and that special kind of chemistry between crew chief and driver) Jimmie has had, I have no doubt Dale would be celebrating wins...and probably one or more championships. I'm a believer in timing--when it's right, it will happen. 'Til next year.
Dallas Cowboys: Yes, yes, it's only 3 wins for my Cowboys, but, hey, they're wins. The Cowboys handily defeated the Detroit Lions today before heading into their annual Thanksgiving Day game this coming Thursday. This year will be a test for my 'Boys--we have to face the reigning Super Bowl champs, the New Orleans Saints. Yeah. I may want to have my turkey well before the game. I'm already a little gag-ish.
Dallas Mavericks: After losing to the Bulls, the Mavericks came back and defeated the Atlanta Hawks, making my family very happy. Dirk is just pure joy to watch.
NASCAR NEWS: Jimmie Johnson and the 48 team won their 5th STRAIGHT NASCAR Sprint Cup Championship. That's 5 in a row, folks. Whether you are a 48 fan or not, it is hard to be anything other than completely gobsmacked by what he has accomplished. He and crew chief Chad Knaus are one heck of a dynamic duo. Congratulations to the 48 team and Hendrick Motorsports for a 5th consecutive title.
As for my driver, well, we just have to look to next season. I imagine there will be some changes to the 88 team. Something has got to give there. If given the cars (and that special kind of chemistry between crew chief and driver) Jimmie has had, I have no doubt Dale would be celebrating wins...and probably one or more championships. I'm a believer in timing--when it's right, it will happen. 'Til next year.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
COWBOYS BEAT GIANTS, GET SECOND WIN! 2-7! Whoo! Hoo!
Yes, I'm elated with 2-7. Why? Because today, we looked like a football team. Jason Garrett looked like a head coach. We improved. Dez Bryant is the real deal. Kitna shocked me. AND we beat a damn good football team in the New York Giants ON THEIR HOME TURF. Hey, we're just returning the favor, Giants' fans.
I loved seeing a young, enthusiastic head coach walking on the sidelines. What's more, I have no doubt Jason Garrett loves the Dallas Cowboys--he WANTS more than anything for them to succeed.
One big way to win points with fans? Consult Jimmy Johnson. That's exactly what Jason did. Smart move.
Our offense moved the ball beautifully on the mighty Giants' D, while our own defense looked fiercer than I've seen them all season.
Winning a division game against one of our biggest rivals...I've just got one thing to say--HOW 'BOUT THEM COWBOYS!
Bring it back, 'Boys, bring it back.
I loved seeing a young, enthusiastic head coach walking on the sidelines. What's more, I have no doubt Jason Garrett loves the Dallas Cowboys--he WANTS more than anything for them to succeed.
One big way to win points with fans? Consult Jimmy Johnson. That's exactly what Jason did. Smart move.
Our offense moved the ball beautifully on the mighty Giants' D, while our own defense looked fiercer than I've seen them all season.
Winning a division game against one of our biggest rivals...I've just got one thing to say--HOW 'BOUT THEM COWBOYS!
Bring it back, 'Boys, bring it back.
Monday, November 8, 2010
The Cowboys Sink To An All Time Low...Coach Fired
I truly feel sorry for anyone who watched last night's "game" between the Dallas Cowboys and the Green Bay Packers. I hesitate to even call it a game, since use of the word game usually implies participation by two or more parties in a mental and/or physical contest. Green Bay played; Dallas did not.
Dallas looked lethargic, lacked passion, and had absolutely no sense of cohesion. It. Was. A. Disgrace.
Final Score? 45-7, Green Bay. Dallas is now 1-7, our worst start since 1989--you know, the year we had a new head coach, a new QB, a young team...a team that was building, growing, and eventually went on to win 3 Super Bowls in the 1990s.
This is by far the worst I have EVER seen my team. Granted, we were 1-15 in 1989, but we were GROWING...and, boy, did we grow. We had some pretty bad years after the Troy Aikman era, but we were REBUILDING. In 2010, we HAVE the team and the talent--there is NO excuse for this complete and utter collapse of America's Team.
Less than an hour ago, Jerry Jones reportedly fired head coach, Wade Phillips. Offensive coordinator, Jason Garrett, has been named the interim head coach. Good move. Not that Jason will ignite any changes, but at least it is a step forward...changes are forthcoming.
Another change I would like to see? Remove Kitna, play Stephen McGee. What do you have to lose? Nothing, I assure you. Clearly the Cowboys have some major holes to fill--this is the season they can experiment with...this is the time you see what you have in your cupboards, before the offseason, before the draft. Play the kid, see what he's got...see if you can develop him. Is he the future QB of the Dallas Cowboys? You'll never know until you give the kid a chance.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again, we NEED a Jimmy Johnson-type coach. THAT is the formula that works. PERIOD. My vote? Bill Cowher.
I WANT THIS BACK (as tears sting my eyes...yes, I'm a true fan and I don't apologize for it):
Dallas looked lethargic, lacked passion, and had absolutely no sense of cohesion. It. Was. A. Disgrace.
Final Score? 45-7, Green Bay. Dallas is now 1-7, our worst start since 1989--you know, the year we had a new head coach, a new QB, a young team...a team that was building, growing, and eventually went on to win 3 Super Bowls in the 1990s.
This is by far the worst I have EVER seen my team. Granted, we were 1-15 in 1989, but we were GROWING...and, boy, did we grow. We had some pretty bad years after the Troy Aikman era, but we were REBUILDING. In 2010, we HAVE the team and the talent--there is NO excuse for this complete and utter collapse of America's Team.
Less than an hour ago, Jerry Jones reportedly fired head coach, Wade Phillips. Offensive coordinator, Jason Garrett, has been named the interim head coach. Good move. Not that Jason will ignite any changes, but at least it is a step forward...changes are forthcoming.
Another change I would like to see? Remove Kitna, play Stephen McGee. What do you have to lose? Nothing, I assure you. Clearly the Cowboys have some major holes to fill--this is the season they can experiment with...this is the time you see what you have in your cupboards, before the offseason, before the draft. Play the kid, see what he's got...see if you can develop him. Is he the future QB of the Dallas Cowboys? You'll never know until you give the kid a chance.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again, we NEED a Jimmy Johnson-type coach. THAT is the formula that works. PERIOD. My vote? Bill Cowher.
I WANT THIS BACK (as tears sting my eyes...yes, I'm a true fan and I don't apologize for it):
Monday, October 25, 2010
The End Of The Cowboys' Season
I'm fairly certain the end was already here, but when your QB gets knocked out of the game with a broken collarbone, you are officially done, signed, sealed, and delivered. Tony Romo is out for potentially 8-10 weeks. Now, you know I've been pretty tough on Romo. Then again, many lifelong Cowboys' fans feel the same way, and experts like Super Bowl winning head coach, Tony Dungy, as well as former Cowboys' stars, Tony Dorsett and Charles Hayley. I'm not alone in how I feel.
Thank our defense and special teams for the 20 points; Romo didn't have to do much, apart from not turning it over.
Now we have 38 year old John Kitna in at QB. Apparently, he's in there because he is seasoned and experienced. Some would argue he is indeed experienced...at losing. Bless him, I really don't envy his position, but fans do not want him in there to carry their team. We're about to go 1-5, the season is gone, why not take a chance? Throw in your underdog, Texas A&M QB, Stephen McGee. What do you have to lose? Give the kid a chance--see what he can do! He just might give this team a much needed shot in the arm (they already have a shot in the foot).
For now, I'll watch them self-destruct. They've given up. It's deplorable, depressing, and embarrassing. I can tell y'all one thing, if I could be down there, I'd have their butts in gear so fast it would make your head spin.
This team needs an overhaul, there is no question. Should this team go 1-15 with the on-paper talent they have, perhaps Jerry will look back to the 1990's and realize the formula that worked...the formula that put the fear in every opponent we faced...the formula that won us Super Bowls and made us the team of the 90s.
I want my old Cowboys back.
Thank our defense and special teams for the 20 points; Romo didn't have to do much, apart from not turning it over.
Now we have 38 year old John Kitna in at QB. Apparently, he's in there because he is seasoned and experienced. Some would argue he is indeed experienced...at losing. Bless him, I really don't envy his position, but fans do not want him in there to carry their team. We're about to go 1-5, the season is gone, why not take a chance? Throw in your underdog, Texas A&M QB, Stephen McGee. What do you have to lose? Give the kid a chance--see what he can do! He just might give this team a much needed shot in the arm (they already have a shot in the foot).
For now, I'll watch them self-destruct. They've given up. It's deplorable, depressing, and embarrassing. I can tell y'all one thing, if I could be down there, I'd have their butts in gear so fast it would make your head spin.
This team needs an overhaul, there is no question. Should this team go 1-15 with the on-paper talent they have, perhaps Jerry will look back to the 1990's and realize the formula that worked...the formula that put the fear in every opponent we faced...the formula that won us Super Bowls and made us the team of the 90s.
I want my old Cowboys back.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
If Karma Is A B&!#$...
...then it follows that karma is a female, right? It would certainly explain yesterday's rather poetic happenstance involving one Brett Favre.
See for yourself:
To be honest, I found this both amusing and sad. Here we have a football icon writhing in pain and no one around him seems to care. How far he has fallen.
See for yourself:
To be honest, I found this both amusing and sad. Here we have a football icon writhing in pain and no one around him seems to care. How far he has fallen.
Monday, October 11, 2010
NFL: Brett Favre Cries....With Teammates.
Tears. That's what they're saying. Brett Favre reportedly cried while surrounded by his teammates during a very emotional apology.
According to Pro Football Talk and Vikings kicker, Ryan Longwell, Brett is sorry for being a distraction.
"I need you guys to carry me tonight," Favre told the Vikings, according to Longwell. "I'm ready to go out there and give it my best, but I don't know what's going to happen."
Meanwhile, another woman has surfaced, alleging that Favre made passes (incomplete ones, from the sound of it).
As far as we know, Brett has neither confirmed, nor denied any of the allegations. Did you know his wife very nearly kicked him to the curb over his antics with other women in the past? Deanna wrote about a particular instance in her book, Don't Bet Against Me: Beating the Odds Against Breast Cancer and Life. While Brett played for Green Bay, she recalled walking into the room and hearing Brett on the phone with a woman he had been calling. It was then she told him it was over; that she didn't deserve to be treated in this manner. Brett begged her not to go. It was the wife of Green Bay's QB coach that changed Deanna Favre's mind; she told Deanna, "Don't leave or Brett will end up killing himself."
Time will reveal all, I suppose. Wonder if he cried for his wife and children the way he cried for his teammates.
According to Pro Football Talk and Vikings kicker, Ryan Longwell, Brett is sorry for being a distraction.
"I need you guys to carry me tonight," Favre told the Vikings, according to Longwell. "I'm ready to go out there and give it my best, but I don't know what's going to happen."
Meanwhile, another woman has surfaced, alleging that Favre made passes (incomplete ones, from the sound of it).
As far as we know, Brett has neither confirmed, nor denied any of the allegations. Did you know his wife very nearly kicked him to the curb over his antics with other women in the past? Deanna wrote about a particular instance in her book, Don't Bet Against Me: Beating the Odds Against Breast Cancer and Life. While Brett played for Green Bay, she recalled walking into the room and hearing Brett on the phone with a woman he had been calling. It was then she told him it was over; that she didn't deserve to be treated in this manner. Brett begged her not to go. It was the wife of Green Bay's QB coach that changed Deanna Favre's mind; she told Deanna, "Don't leave or Brett will end up killing himself."
Time will reveal all, I suppose. Wonder if he cried for his wife and children the way he cried for his teammates.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Rant On The Cowboys...yeah, I'm on a roll tonight....sorry
In case you couldn't tell by my *slight* need to rant, my Dallas Cowboys lost...again...after a bye week. Inexcusable.
Here's my short list:
1. Penalties--ridiculous, repetitive, inexcusable penalties.
2. Lack of discipline--let's face it, with Jimmy Johnson as the head coach, those penalties would never happen...or they would happen once and never again. I love Wade--he's a tremendous person, but the Cowboys need a Jimmy-type coach. Bill Cowher? Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking--that will never happen with Jerry Jones still needing control.
3. Predictable Offense--It's never good when you can call the play from your couch before it happens. What do you think the defense is thinking? I'm guessing they're laughing.
4. Good on paper QB--All the headlines will be how Tony Romo passed for over 400 yards. I could care less. Let me repeat: I DON'T CARE ABOUT STATS!!! If the stats don't translate into wins, then they mean less than nothing. Romo has better stats than Troy Aikman? Romo has beaten Aikman's records? Yeah, well, Troy brought home THREE super bowls. THREE!!! Romo can scarcely bring home a playoff win. **I should add that an ineffective offensive line is part to blame...Romo hit the ground more times than I can count.
We are 1-3 and at the bottom of the NFC East. Sad. Very, very sad.
Here's my short list:
1. Penalties--ridiculous, repetitive, inexcusable penalties.
2. Lack of discipline--let's face it, with Jimmy Johnson as the head coach, those penalties would never happen...or they would happen once and never again. I love Wade--he's a tremendous person, but the Cowboys need a Jimmy-type coach. Bill Cowher? Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking--that will never happen with Jerry Jones still needing control.
3. Predictable Offense--It's never good when you can call the play from your couch before it happens. What do you think the defense is thinking? I'm guessing they're laughing.
4. Good on paper QB--All the headlines will be how Tony Romo passed for over 400 yards. I could care less. Let me repeat: I DON'T CARE ABOUT STATS!!! If the stats don't translate into wins, then they mean less than nothing. Romo has better stats than Troy Aikman? Romo has beaten Aikman's records? Yeah, well, Troy brought home THREE super bowls. THREE!!! Romo can scarcely bring home a playoff win. **I should add that an ineffective offensive line is part to blame...Romo hit the ground more times than I can count.
We are 1-3 and at the bottom of the NFC East. Sad. Very, very sad.
Rant On Cheating
This whole Brett Favre thing seems to be spiraling, with more and more coming out by the minute. You can bet there is more to come with the Vikings playing the Jets tomorrow night. I hope he didn't do it, but I will not be surprised if he did. How sad is that, really? How sad and pathetic that as a woman living in this day and time, I would not be surprised if a human being touted as a family man, loving husband, and undeniable football icon is shown to have been cheating (or attempting to cheat) all along? When did this happen? When did cheating become something so common, so out there, that it fails to shock anyone anymore?
Yes, I know cheating has been around since the beginning of time, and I know both men and women cheat--I'm not that naive. I've known both men and women who cheat. Here's a little rundown of what I learned from them:
***NOTE: I understand everyone has their own story when it comes to the topic of cheating...I'm just sharin' what I've witnessed***
1. The men felt guilty once they were caught, not before.
2. The women felt guilty immediately after their first encounter.
3. One woman in particular (single) fell in love with the prototypical "unhappily married man who is leaving his wife for her." Do I need to tell you how that ended? Not happily for any of the parties.
4. Single men who cheat are often thought of as "studs" or "players," glorified by their posse.
5. Married men who cheat are often thought of as the victim--the wife isn't treating him right, he's miserable and sad, it's not his fault.
6. Single women who sleep around or cheat are thought of as "whores" or "sluts."
7. Married women who cheat are thought of as the villain...and "whores" or "sluts."
Tiger Woods cheats with a bevy of women; he claims sexual addiction and goes to rehab. I called it from the moment the second mistress surfaced. So many people came out of the woodwork saying things like, "Leave him alone, he needs help!" "As long as he can play golf, what does it matter?" "He is really sorry for what he did, leave him alone." Um, he was sorry...AFTER he was caught!
So, I had to pose the question: "If it had been a married celebrity woman who did all the same things as Tiger and she claimed sexual addiction, what would you say?" The responses were hilariously pathetic: "I think it's tougher for men. Women should know better." "She's a wife and mother...she should be at home with her kids, not screwing around." "She's a slut." "Sex addiction for a woman? Are you kidding? hahahahaha."
Here's the thing: Why are men the victims and women the villains? Why label either party as sluts, whores, studs, or players? Cheating is cheating. What's the need for labels? What's the need to try and justify or excuse cheating?
1. "I was drunk."
2. "It just happened."
First, you make the decision to drink, just like you make the decision to cheat. If you got drunk with some random girl (or guy), that was your CHOICE.
Second, floods just happen, tornadoes just happen, lightening just happens; unzipping and part placement? Yeah, those things don't just happen--they are CHOICES.
If you chose to cheat, so be it--it is your choice to live with, but don't insult the ones you hurt by trying to excuse or even justify your decision (Jesse James? Tiger Woods?)...be accountable and accept the consequences of your actions. In other words, deal with it. I know several women and men (both the cheaters and the cheated-on) who look back on certain situations and say the same: "If only I had been accountable for my actions." "If only he had been accountable." If only...
There, I'm done now. Feelin' better.
Yes, I know cheating has been around since the beginning of time, and I know both men and women cheat--I'm not that naive. I've known both men and women who cheat. Here's a little rundown of what I learned from them:
***NOTE: I understand everyone has their own story when it comes to the topic of cheating...I'm just sharin' what I've witnessed***
1. The men felt guilty once they were caught, not before.
2. The women felt guilty immediately after their first encounter.
3. One woman in particular (single) fell in love with the prototypical "unhappily married man who is leaving his wife for her." Do I need to tell you how that ended? Not happily for any of the parties.
4. Single men who cheat are often thought of as "studs" or "players," glorified by their posse.
5. Married men who cheat are often thought of as the victim--the wife isn't treating him right, he's miserable and sad, it's not his fault.
6. Single women who sleep around or cheat are thought of as "whores" or "sluts."
7. Married women who cheat are thought of as the villain...and "whores" or "sluts."
Tiger Woods cheats with a bevy of women; he claims sexual addiction and goes to rehab. I called it from the moment the second mistress surfaced. So many people came out of the woodwork saying things like, "Leave him alone, he needs help!" "As long as he can play golf, what does it matter?" "He is really sorry for what he did, leave him alone." Um, he was sorry...AFTER he was caught!
So, I had to pose the question: "If it had been a married celebrity woman who did all the same things as Tiger and she claimed sexual addiction, what would you say?" The responses were hilariously pathetic: "I think it's tougher for men. Women should know better." "She's a wife and mother...she should be at home with her kids, not screwing around." "She's a slut." "Sex addiction for a woman? Are you kidding? hahahahaha."
Here's the thing: Why are men the victims and women the villains? Why label either party as sluts, whores, studs, or players? Cheating is cheating. What's the need for labels? What's the need to try and justify or excuse cheating?
1. "I was drunk."
2. "It just happened."
First, you make the decision to drink, just like you make the decision to cheat. If you got drunk with some random girl (or guy), that was your CHOICE.
Second, floods just happen, tornadoes just happen, lightening just happens; unzipping and part placement? Yeah, those things don't just happen--they are CHOICES.
If you chose to cheat, so be it--it is your choice to live with, but don't insult the ones you hurt by trying to excuse or even justify your decision (Jesse James? Tiger Woods?)...be accountable and accept the consequences of your actions. In other words, deal with it. I know several women and men (both the cheaters and the cheated-on) who look back on certain situations and say the same: "If only I had been accountable for my actions." "If only he had been accountable." If only...
There, I'm done now. Feelin' better.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Another One Bites The Dust (Potentially): Brett Favre--Sexting?
You know it had to happen. Another supposedly happily married man, football icon, father, and grandfather, allegedly tried to get freaky with someone other than his wife. Shock (sense the sarcasm?).
Brett Favre allegedly sent pictures of his privates, along with some text messages and voicemails to a young woman he wanted to hook up with. I'm not about to post the link here, but you can visit Deadspin for the disgusting details.
His wife is beautiful. His wife has been there to support him through everything. His wife is a breast cancer survivor.
Tell me, how does she deserve this, if the allegations are true? She doesn't. No woman does.
It's times like these when I have to wonder if a man can be loyal to one woman. From Tiger Woods to Jesse James, I will NEVER understand the necessity for these men to take the dog for a walk, if you know what I mean. And, in some cases, have you seen the quality of women they hook up with? Eww. They can't compare to their wives on any level...not even close.
I'm not changing my decision to stay who I am, but I can't honestly say that stories such as this one don't chip away at me little by little. This is not easy, my friends...not easy at all.
Brett Favre allegedly sent pictures of his privates, along with some text messages and voicemails to a young woman he wanted to hook up with. I'm not about to post the link here, but you can visit Deadspin for the disgusting details.
His wife is beautiful. His wife has been there to support him through everything. His wife is a breast cancer survivor.
Tell me, how does she deserve this, if the allegations are true? She doesn't. No woman does.
It's times like these when I have to wonder if a man can be loyal to one woman. From Tiger Woods to Jesse James, I will NEVER understand the necessity for these men to take the dog for a walk, if you know what I mean. And, in some cases, have you seen the quality of women they hook up with? Eww. They can't compare to their wives on any level...not even close.
I'm not changing my decision to stay who I am, but I can't honestly say that stories such as this one don't chip away at me little by little. This is not easy, my friends...not easy at all.
Monday, September 27, 2010
My Cowboys WIN!!! FINALLY!!!!
Hurray!!! No depression, no mourning period necessary! No Tylenol followed by Advil when the Tylenol doesn't cut it. Nope, not this weekend. Why? Because my Cowboys looked like the team they can be and handled the Houston Texans, winning convincingly.
Let's keep it goin' 'Boys!
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Dallas Cowboys Lose Again , But Dale Jr. Finishes 4th
I love my Dallas Cowboys. I always will love my Dallas Cowboys. Having said that, I am utterly disgusted with the start to this season.
Ugh, I need Tylenol.
My conclusions:
1. Poor play calling: Predictable. I'm a girl, sitting at home, watching the game on t.v., and I can tell you the play before it happens. There isn't that spark; there isn't any gutsy play calling. It's vanilla. Plain. Boring. Has Garrett lost his edge? Did he ever an edge or was his first season a fluke?
2. Red Zone Freeze: Even when they drive it down field, they seem to lock up in the red zone. For whatever reason, the plays that got them to the red zone are not getting them into the end zone. Mix it up! This team has so many options...it's literally nonsensical that they can't get touchdowns.
3. Missed field goals: Had Buehler made the field goal, we would have had a tie football game...and a chance to win.
4. Tony Romo's inconsistency: Many Dallas fans are split right down the middle on their feelings for Tony Romo--some love him, some hate him. I don't hate the guy--I'm just not sure he's the answer. I don't think he's a bad quarterback; I just don't feel comfortable with him. For me, it's about consistency. Today, I saw low passes, short passes, passes behind his receivers, etc. While watching, I'm wishing Troy could run down from the booth and onto the field. If I felt 100% about my QB, I wouldn't wish for my former QB (who I always felt 100% about). I was watching Cutler making passes left and right, and I wished he had a star on his helmet. That's not good. Not that Romo didn't try--he did drive us down field and had to watch Roy Williams cough it up. His two interceptions bounced off receivers' hands and into defenders eager paws. Still, I don't feel comfortable with him. And yes, I've seen Romo's stats. But, here's the thing about stats: they look fabulous on paper, but if they do not produce results off the paper, what's their worth, really?
5. Missed opportunities. I don't think there is a need to say more.
Note: Jason Witten wobbled off the field, clearly woozy after a tough hit (the back of his head struck the turf). He wasn't allowed to go back out on the field for the remainder of the game, but that didn't keep him from showing just how much he cares about his football team: Jason passionately and repeatedly tried to get back in the game. Bless him. His health is more important, but it was endearing to see him so ready to go back in and help the team.
God help me, I love my Cowboys, but watching this wasted talent is literally painful.
Forget Tylenol, I need Advil.
NASCAR: There is a silver lining to another Cowboys loss--Dale finished 4th today after starting way back in the pack (around 31st or 32nd). This is what I hoped for him: he has enough stress and pressure to deal with on a regular basis, but without the chase to worry about, he (and his team) can just dig in and go for wins and/or top 5 finishes. Way to go, Dale--really great driving!
Ugh, I need Tylenol.
My conclusions:
1. Poor play calling: Predictable. I'm a girl, sitting at home, watching the game on t.v., and I can tell you the play before it happens. There isn't that spark; there isn't any gutsy play calling. It's vanilla. Plain. Boring. Has Garrett lost his edge? Did he ever an edge or was his first season a fluke?
2. Red Zone Freeze: Even when they drive it down field, they seem to lock up in the red zone. For whatever reason, the plays that got them to the red zone are not getting them into the end zone. Mix it up! This team has so many options...it's literally nonsensical that they can't get touchdowns.
3. Missed field goals: Had Buehler made the field goal, we would have had a tie football game...and a chance to win.
4. Tony Romo's inconsistency: Many Dallas fans are split right down the middle on their feelings for Tony Romo--some love him, some hate him. I don't hate the guy--I'm just not sure he's the answer. I don't think he's a bad quarterback; I just don't feel comfortable with him. For me, it's about consistency. Today, I saw low passes, short passes, passes behind his receivers, etc. While watching, I'm wishing Troy could run down from the booth and onto the field. If I felt 100% about my QB, I wouldn't wish for my former QB (who I always felt 100% about). I was watching Cutler making passes left and right, and I wished he had a star on his helmet. That's not good. Not that Romo didn't try--he did drive us down field and had to watch Roy Williams cough it up. His two interceptions bounced off receivers' hands and into defenders eager paws. Still, I don't feel comfortable with him. And yes, I've seen Romo's stats. But, here's the thing about stats: they look fabulous on paper, but if they do not produce results off the paper, what's their worth, really?
5. Missed opportunities. I don't think there is a need to say more.
Note: Jason Witten wobbled off the field, clearly woozy after a tough hit (the back of his head struck the turf). He wasn't allowed to go back out on the field for the remainder of the game, but that didn't keep him from showing just how much he cares about his football team: Jason passionately and repeatedly tried to get back in the game. Bless him. His health is more important, but it was endearing to see him so ready to go back in and help the team.
God help me, I love my Cowboys, but watching this wasted talent is literally painful.
Forget Tylenol, I need Advil.
NASCAR: There is a silver lining to another Cowboys loss--Dale finished 4th today after starting way back in the pack (around 31st or 32nd). This is what I hoped for him: he has enough stress and pressure to deal with on a regular basis, but without the chase to worry about, he (and his team) can just dig in and go for wins and/or top 5 finishes. Way to go, Dale--really great driving!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Dale Earnhardt Jr. = Redskins Fan = Dilemma
Dilemma: As a fellow Dallas Cowboys fan kindly reminded me, Dale Jr., my NASCAR driver, is a Redskins fan. Said Dallas Cowboys fan also believes I am a traitor to the Cowboys because I pull for a driver who pulls for the Redskins.
Personally, I see the two as mutually exclusive. In NASCAR, it's Dale; in football, it's the Cowboys. Simple as that.
So, what is this dilemma? There is no question Dale has had a rough season...last night was no exception. You know, I'd like to see the man have something to smile about--a Redskins win would do it, I'm sure. Still don't see the dilemma? Check this quote by Dale after last night's rough race:
"I'm going to go to the Redskins game (Sunday). Maybe that will cheer me up. If they get their ass kicked, that's not going to be good. Monday will be a bad day." (Dale's Rough Night).
Yeah. He's going to the game. The NASCAR fan in me would love to see him find that spark he needs to head into the week. The Cowboys fan that I am says, "Yeah, sorry about that, but ain't noooooo way. Game on. Bring it. Grrr." Okay, I added the grr, but still...
So, to address my fellow Cowboys friend, I will NOT be pulling for the 'Skins--THAT would constitute a traitorous act against my Cowboys. I WILL be cheering for my 'Boys with the same intensity I've always had.
However, in keeping with my need to try and find the bright side of things, should my Cowboys not make it out with a victory....GAG...I will take some solace in knowing that my NASCAR driver is a little happier.
Game on.
Personally, I see the two as mutually exclusive. In NASCAR, it's Dale; in football, it's the Cowboys. Simple as that.
So, what is this dilemma? There is no question Dale has had a rough season...last night was no exception. You know, I'd like to see the man have something to smile about--a Redskins win would do it, I'm sure. Still don't see the dilemma? Check this quote by Dale after last night's rough race:
"I'm going to go to the Redskins game (Sunday). Maybe that will cheer me up. If they get their ass kicked, that's not going to be good. Monday will be a bad day." (Dale's Rough Night).
Yeah. He's going to the game. The NASCAR fan in me would love to see him find that spark he needs to head into the week. The Cowboys fan that I am says, "Yeah, sorry about that, but ain't noooooo way. Game on. Bring it. Grrr." Okay, I added the grr, but still...
So, to address my fellow Cowboys friend, I will NOT be pulling for the 'Skins--THAT would constitute a traitorous act against my Cowboys. I WILL be cheering for my 'Boys with the same intensity I've always had.
However, in keeping with my need to try and find the bright side of things, should my Cowboys not make it out with a victory....GAG...I will take some solace in knowing that my NASCAR driver is a little happier.
Game on.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
When I Watch Football
1. I don't talk, unless it's football related. I'm completely IN the game. I don't mind random, SHORT little exchanges off the topic of football, but don't expect long conversations--ain't gonna happen. This is especially true when my team is on the field...I'm there to support my team, so kindly shut it.
2. Sometimes, I will coach from the couch...and I don't suck at it, either...of course, I've had some darn good "coaches" (my mama, daddy, and papaw).
3. I occasionally swear. Because I don't make it a habit, people usually laugh, even though I'm soooo not joking...I'm in the zone, y'all.
4. From time to time, I will unleash on the refs. Who hasn't, right? Those little zebras get on my last nerve sometimes.
5. I can cheer with the best of them...expect cheering, clapping, etc. I'm not a sit-there-look-pretty female football fan.
6. If you are not a fan of my team, it's all good--I don't have a problem with healthy competition...just respect that we are all football fans here. IF you decide to take a walk down poor loser/snarky a** road, I will, in an extremely polite, swear-free manner, verbally go toe-to-toe with you...and I will win (playing around here)--Done the sparring thing before...with football players that are waaaaaaay bigger than me. (this is true and it was a blast--we had a great time!). Sparring can actually be pretty fun. (Again, I'm playing around here, just in case you didn't realize...grrr...just havin' fun).
7. When the outcome of a game comes down to the last minute or so, I will pace. Don't stop me; it is something I must do. I must pace.
8. If my team loses, I need a mourning period...unless they play horrible, pathetic football, in which case, I will rant. If my team wins, I will revel in victory, but not to the point of being obnoxious.
I love this game. I love my team. This is me. If you don't like it...I'll meet you on the football field. Meow, darling.
2. Sometimes, I will coach from the couch...and I don't suck at it, either...of course, I've had some darn good "coaches" (my mama, daddy, and papaw).
3. I occasionally swear. Because I don't make it a habit, people usually laugh, even though I'm soooo not joking...I'm in the zone, y'all.
4. From time to time, I will unleash on the refs. Who hasn't, right? Those little zebras get on my last nerve sometimes.
5. I can cheer with the best of them...expect cheering, clapping, etc. I'm not a sit-there-look-pretty female football fan.
6. If you are not a fan of my team, it's all good--I don't have a problem with healthy competition...just respect that we are all football fans here. IF you decide to take a walk down poor loser/snarky a** road, I will, in an extremely polite, swear-free manner, verbally go toe-to-toe with you...and I will win (playing around here)--Done the sparring thing before...with football players that are waaaaaaay bigger than me. (this is true and it was a blast--we had a great time!). Sparring can actually be pretty fun. (Again, I'm playing around here, just in case you didn't realize...grrr...just havin' fun).
7. When the outcome of a game comes down to the last minute or so, I will pace. Don't stop me; it is something I must do. I must pace.
8. If my team loses, I need a mourning period...unless they play horrible, pathetic football, in which case, I will rant. If my team wins, I will revel in victory, but not to the point of being obnoxious.
I love this game. I love my team. This is me. If you don't like it...I'll meet you on the football field. Meow, darling.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
It's Official--Brett Favre Is Back
Like this wasn't pretty much a foregone conclusion, Brett Favre will suit up and play in what he is calling his final season in the NFL.
Read all about the press conference here: Brett Favre Officially The Vikings QB
Read all about the press conference here: Brett Favre Officially The Vikings QB
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