Quincyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!

Arrested again this morning for marijuana possession.

That's worth than almost getting kicked in the head with a football in high school.

The Plan That Wasn't

On the eve of Bulls/Eagles tonight, I'm reminded of a moment in time which could have altered my life. It was 1978. I was a Junior in high school and a bad football player on a very good Bridgeport team. We were 8-1 with the a chance to beat Decatur for the first time in several years.

But in the fourth quarter, a key field goal attempt came up for Bridgeport. One of the few rolls I had was to block on the field goal team. I ran out onto the field and took my position. I looked over my shoulder and noticed the guy who was to play exactly opposite me on the right side was missing! This would give a Decatur player a clear shot to block the field goal.

Here's the setup:


So what does my razor quick mind do? Do I call timeout? Heck, no. I'm a Junior and I didn't have the guts to do that. Do I yell at our quarterback who was on the field as the placeholder so that he could decide to call a timeout? Nope. Never crossed my mind.

My plan, that was created in probably 10 seconds, was to block my guy and then streak across behind our offensive line and block the Decatur player that would be charging in. This is what I saw in my mind.

That, my friends, is the dumbest idea ever. First, I could never get there in time. Secondly, I might have wanted to consider that I'd be placing myself directly in the path of travel of the football as it came off the kicker's foot! Yep, there is a great chance I'd block our own team's kick.

So what happened? I remember hitting my guy and turning to run to the right. As I got about halfway I simultaneously heard the whistle blow AND the ball come whizzing by my head. For the first time it dawned on me the disaster my plan could have caused, and I almost went into shock. I can't remember why the whistle blew - I don't know if our coach called a timeout or if there was a flag - but we got to kick again with all 11 guys on the field. This time our kicker made the kick. A kick that ended up being critical in a 41-40 Bridgeport win.

But I always play "what if" in my mind. What if there had been no whistle and that ball had ricocheted off my head and I had single handedly lost the game for Bridgeport? It, without a doubt, would have been the most famous screw up in Bridgeport High School history, and I would forever be know as "the guy that blocked his own team's kick."

Fate saved me. Fate kept me from having to move out of state.

Tailgaiting Has Begun

uh....probably.....somewhere.

Another U.S. American

This youtube.com clip is showing up everywhere over the last 24 hours. It's some girl named Stacy Hedger who is competing in some pagent somewhere. (Good facts, huh?) Anyway, she is "playing" the Star Wars theme on a trumpet and spices it up midway with a little Charlie Chaplain dance. Good stuff.

Reader Submitted Pic

From the Bridgeport bonfire last night. I think that's a headstone.

Limited Interest

Rejecting what my audience wants once again (Wise County gossip and scantily clad women), let me digress.

For those that know me, I'm a stadium fan. Not necessarily a fan of teams, but stadiums. I like to go them, I like to experience them. So far, I've been lucky enough to attend an actual game in the following places:

College Football
University of Texas
Texas A&M
U. of Michigan
U. of Tennessee
U. of Georgia
U. of Florida
U. of Oklahoma
Clemson
U. of Alabama
Rose Bowl (Texas v. Michigan)
Holiday Bowl in San Diego (Tech v. California)
Sugar Bowl (Alabama v. Miami in a National Championship game)
Throw away: Baylor, TCU, and SMU

Baseball Stadiums:
Arizona Diamondbacks
Seattle Mariners
Oakland Athletics
Boston Red Sox
New York Yankees
Obvious: Texas Rangers (both stadiums)

Pro Football:
Tennessee Titans
Atlanta Falcons
Cowboys (both at Texas Stadium and the Cotton Bowl. Lord, I'm old.)
Jacksonville Jaguars

Anyway, on my list to see is a night game at LSU. For those interested, someone shot about a minute of video from the end zone at last week's game against Florida. See it here. I've never seen a crowd like that.

And, to add to that, this guy was in that same stadium on Saturday. He, sir, is the master of the "call back joke."

Lindsey Is Officially Out Of Rehab

And, hey now, the world is a better place for it.

Perfect Gift For That Special Someone

I almost spit out my Lean Cuisine 6 grams of fat Mexican dinner today at lunch when I ran across this ad from Cheaper Than Dirt in the Star-Telegram. I've heard of the store, but never been in it. If memory serves me correctly, you can buy all sorts of crap that will allow you to survive a nuclear holocaust or race riot. Ok, sounds fun.

But, seriously, who needs a $10,000 sniper rifle? And is anyone else disturbed about the word "sniper"? What do you do with that thing? If I want off someone, I think I could hire someone to do the deed for less than 10 grand. (And, for the record, I'm not thinking of doing that. Really. Promise. I'm in a happy place right now.)

Reader Submitted Pic

From the Decatur Pep Rally last night.

Fox News

I can't tell you how much I hate Fox News. Example: Barack Obama has stopped wearing his American lapel pin. Why? Who cares. But this clip (21 seconds) demonstrates Fox News' analysis of the situation. (Courtesy of Lewis Black on "The Daily Show.")

Of Course, Everyone Will Wonder Where The "H" Came From

You can't help but notice the progress of the under construction water tower in Rhome. I'll give 'em credit, that's a perfect place for the tower and it looks good. Considering the thousands (millions?) of people that will pass by it at the intersection of 287 & 114, it's good press.

Everyone will know where Rhome is.

The University Of Florida

That's all I got. The University of Florida.

Reader Submitted Pic

Labeled "Sunrise: Catlett Creek 10-10-07"

I didn't know where Carlett Creek was so I looked it up: Catlett Creek rises five miles north of Decatur in north central Wise County and runs southeast for twelve miles to its mouth on Sweetwater Creek, five miles north of Bluett. The stream is dammed in its upper reaches. It traverses flat terrain surfaced by clay and sandy loams that support water-tolerant hardwood trees, conifers, brushes, and grasses.

Realtor Murder

The capital murder trial of the longest last named defendant in recent history, Chanthakoummane, is halfway through. A Collin County jury found him guilty today after 30 minutes of deliberation.

The lead defense lawyer, who I saw on TV last night, looks about as beaten down as a guy can be. Having a case that is a sure loser will do that to you. He basically had to admit his client's guilt (DNA didn't exactly help the defense) but will now try to persuade the jury to sentence the defendant to life in prison instead of assessing the death penalty. Prediction: Sarcastically said, "Good luck with all that."

T.O. Left A Note Today

Dear Reporters,

Due to the magnitude of this week's game and high volume of questions for the Original 81 about the other 81. I will be taking all questions immediately following Sunday's game.

Sincerely,

Terrell Owens (autograph)

p.s. Getcha Popcorn Ready

The guy is a nut (and I still think he might blow up - in a bad way - this year), but the "Getcha Popcorn Ready" catchphrase is pretty funny. He's used it before. (And the other 81 he is talking about is the equally crazy Randy Moss.)

From Fort Worth

At the driver's license hearing a second ago, I had a Wise County cop slap me on the back and say, 'big fan.' I suppose he means this blog. But it was a funny moment.

Now back to waiting.

Charge!

Got a big bag of nothing today. A plea. A motion to suppress (that turned into a plea) and now a trip to Fort Worth for a DL hearing. But I leave you with Classic Video of Texas Tech fans in 2002 tearing down the goalpost and then shoving it into a crowd of Aggies. (Or you can watch a kangaroo on a race track. Good times.)

Can't Believe . . .

. . . I'm watching some of the Republican debate of MSNBC.

I think I'd vote for Ron Paul over the rest of those pre-programmed robots. Heck, I might vote for Ron Paul over anyone.

Edit: And Fred Thompson has no desire to fight for the job.