I’m caught up on my sleep — mostly — and my voice is back to normal — mostly. But there’s a big part of me that hasn’t recovered from Saturday night, and I don’t think I’ll have a chance to make those final repairs until early November. After the game-winning touchdown by Texas in January’s… Read More no more.
I’m getting kind of fucking tired of moral victories.
A year ago, I was hesitant to boast about the upcoming game against Southern California. Hell, I was hesitant to write about it at all. As it turned out, there was a good reason for that. Without Beanie Wells, with an overrated offensive line and with a defense that wore down in part because its… Read More different.
Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present: The Hat. I’ve hinted about this several times, and I posted a couple of pix of the work in progress a short time ago. But I got a text from AAA last night, suggesting I should visit her office before we headed to Columbus today. I’m so… Read More chapeau.
Wait — we’re playing who this weekend?
* We always start as early as we can for the noon games. I call these the sprints. * Week one is always breakfast. Mrs. Crappy and I came up with two breakfast casseroles, a basic strata with bacon — and extra bacon — and an eggless wonder with ham and cheese. The latter was… Read More first saturday.
Uncle Crappy 