Wednesday, September 3, 2008

The Smell Of Pigskin

The smell of pigskin is in the air,
a smell so vivid with so much flare;

Cougars, Huskies, Seahawks alike,
It also means Kathy riding her bike;

There's more to football than just the game,
the weather, the tailgate, they're all the same;

Just like life, it's all too short,
I think that's why we love the sport;

Keep this in mind when you root for your team
for the college kids who are playing, it's their life long dream;

so don't be hard on the kids so dear,
give them the best you've got to cheer;

So as I close this short little blog,
and clear my mind through the fog;

Fall is here, so give a big cheer,
for the smell of pigskin and gallons of beer.

Monday, March 31, 2008

Tony Time

It's definitely "Tony time". The most sought after college basketball coach in the nation has decided to stay put in Pullman, for now. This is inspiring news for the Cougar faithful, considering the attention Bennett was getting from high profile schools like Indiana, Cal, and LSU. Tony Bennett isn't your typical coach, but a colorful, good looking diamond in the rough. He appreciates the quality of life in Pullman. He appreciates the school system in Pullman. He likes going home for lunch, and he will continue to do so. He also learned from his Dad and his past experiences watching other coaches take jobs they shouldn't have. The younger Bennett wants to prove to people that it can be done in Pullman. WSU Athletic Director Jim Sterk has asked Bennett for a list of the important things needed to be a successful basketball program. The list includes a better non-conference schedule and easier access charter flights in and out of Pullman. One of the schools you can bank on to be on that non-conference schedule is a team right up the road. Bring on the Zags. Friel the heat. The Huskies couldn't handle them but the Cougs will. It seems to be the trend these days.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Sweet 16 Baby!

Charlotte here we come! High scoring teams are finding out how good they really are when they meet this swarming defense that has given up only 81 points in two games. The Fighting Irish are the latest victims scoring half of their season average. The motto for this year should be, "A star isn't born"...because there aren't any on this WSU team. That's why they are so impressive.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Quick quiz

He went to the same college as Edward R. Murrow and is one of the most celebrated broadcasters of our era. He also served as play by play man for Husky Football. Who is this man?

Friday, February 8, 2008

No Love in Pullman

I had the pleasure of watching a pretty darn good basketball team last night in Pullman. I had more fun watching the student body and some of their antics. It amazes me how creative students can be when you put them in an environment like that. We couldn't figure out what was being said every time freshman sensation Kevin Love went to the free throw line. Most of the students were pointing to their rear ends and yelling something. I've heard a lot worse in my years going to college football and basketball games but this one takes the cake. It's all they could come up with for this guy that is sure to be a number one pick in the upcoming NBA draft. UCLA's Kevin Love has a new nickname that will stick in the minds of Cougar fans.

Next time you go to a UCLA or future NBA game say hi to "Butt Sweat" for me. I'm sure he'll know where you are from.

Go Cougs!

Sunday, January 27, 2008

America's Game

Tiger has done it again. He lapped the field. Silenced the doubters. One of those doubters has been me. I didn't think someone could continue to be so dominating in any sport. I better now. Move aside Jack. Move aside baseball. Golf is now "America's game". It's because of one man. His name is Tiger Woods. Embrace it. He's going to be around for awhile.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Liberated

The last time I felt this liberated I jumped off a 55 foot rock into the Snoqualmie River. A friend was in a boat down below telling me where to dive so I didn't hit the rocks under the surface of the water. I was twelve years old. Thirty six years have passed and once again I have that feeling again. Free from traditional social restraints- some refer to it as liberated. It's a feeling I think we all seek out in different ways, for me it was through my work. It took me a lot longer than most, and maybe that's why it is so rewarding now. Could it be that one distinct circumstance put me over the edge and made me do it? Or, is it all the instrumental people that have touched my life in so many different ways over the past forty some years? I think it's the latter. Thank you.