Mission No. 1: ABM, or anybody but (that team up north). Mission No. 2: The successful completion of Twelve-point-five-th Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Piper’s Pub). As previously mentioned, TPFAUCNFFC (BTYBPP) came down to two teams … and two contestants. If Kansas moved out of the Final Four and… Read More missions accomplished.
A thing I should have done last night: Take a photo of the wings-and-beer spread we brought over to AJ’s house. It was … impressive. And delicious. I don’t think four dozen wings will be part of the second AUCNFFC payoff Thursday night, but it could be fun regardless. As a reminder: Two seasons ago,… Read More one down. one to go.
Looking forward to a taste of the juice of the barley after work tonight.
My former colleagues know me so well. When it came time for my going-away party, I suspected there was a decent chance that I might take home a bottle of beer or two. And my friends at The Times didn’t let me down. I mean, who could not get excited about a thoughtful, carefully considered… Read More a special six.
Back in January, I wrote about an unpleasant decision: picking between Notre Dame and Alabama on the day of the football national championship game. Today? Another title game, and another unhappy choice. Back then, the basic choice was between a team I can’t stand versus a conference I hate above all others. This time, the… Read More conflicted.
Whew. That year, 2012, was rough in a lot of ways. As you may have gathered from my six-month sabbatical. But when we were able to set aside the pain-in-the-ass stuff, 2012 was also a lot of fun — shows, football, family … and more friends than I could begin to count. I’ve done some… Read More still sappy.
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