Like it or not, college football is a way of life in the south. Families and friends are divided over their greatest rivalries. It is instilled in us from the first breath we take. Life stands still on football Saturdays. There is nothing like it. And I've been debating from the last post I had on here as to whether I address the things I have seen, heard, read and experienced since the Iron Bowl. But I choose not to go there because it will only turn into false accusations, cussings, name callings, whinings and boastful attitudes. Instead I choose to focus on a positive....our Crimson Tide QB Greg McElroy.
A few years ago, then Alabama head coach Mike Shula was heavily recruiting a fella out of Florida....the great Tim Tebow. And on the other end, we had a fella from Texas who was holding out hope to attend Alabama....Greg McElroy. We all know how the Tim Tebow story ended. And because it went that way, we were lucky enough to get Greg McElroy! Yep, that's right....LUCKY!
Greg McElroy, or affectionately called GMac, is not flashy. When you talk about the greatest college QB's of all time, he might not make the Top 20. But he's solid, he's intelligent, he's respectful, and he's classy. He led the mighty Crimson Tide to a 14-0 season, an SEC Championship, and our 13th National Championship. He navigated a game winning drive against our biggest rivalry. He danced down the sidelines in the Georgia Dome to get that first down. He executed a flawless game in that same dome. And that night, he made everyone remember that Alabama lost nothing when Tim Tebow turned us down. And then he led our team to the NC!
On January 1, 2011, GMac will play his last game in an Alabama uniform. I know it will be a very bittersweet moment for him. I know without a doubt that he will play his absolute best for his team, his university, and all of us fans. I, for one, am very thankful for his dedication to MY football team. He helped take us back to the top! I wish him nothing but the best. I know what he has done at Alabama is just a minor step in the huge life he's about to lead! God bless you GMac! And ROLLLLLLL TIDE ROLL!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Dear Opposing Team
I love football! Always have, always will...and I love a great football game. I said in my post from yesterday that if Bama played 60 minutes, they wouldn't get beat. But they did. They played 30 minutes and then let their foot off the gas. They let an average team, yes I said it, an average team whip up on them the last 30 minutes. That team has a great player, another 70 who ride his coat tail, and a lot of luck on their side. But something that team is totally lacking is class. I had a friend, who is a fan for that other team, try to tell me last night that Bama had no class because we put their band in the upper deck (could not be anymore wrong) and because a bunch of frat boys were throwing fake money at their QB. Those are the people in the stands. Nothing our coaches can control. But those are not our players. Let me just shed some light on what the PLAYERS from the opposing team did last night:
1. Before the game even started, their QB ran to OUR "A" emblem at midfield and kneeled down like a Pharisee and prayed. Just a side note, not only is that disrespectful, but God also instructs us to go into another room and pray...not to pray to be seen.
2. After the game, the other team's players started acting like a bunch of thugs when, instead of celebrating with their fans, they chose to run down to OUR student section and started using obscene hand gestures and throat slashing motions. Once again, let me emphasize these are the team players doing this, not the fans.
3. And here's the kicker....when our QB Greg McElroy went down with an injury, two PLAYERS from the other team hopped up on their bench, turned to our fans, started dancing and hollering "whatchu gonna do now, huh?". This was all done while GMac was still down.
I have been to many ballgames in my life, both home and away. And I have NEVER witnessed our players doing these kinds of things. And do you know why.....because our coach teaches them not to act that way. Our players would never be allowed to disrespect someone else's field, students, fans, etc.... The loss we took last night was one that hurts a lot, but I do believe I would rather take a loss with some class than be a boastful winner.
So opposing team.....I suggest you don't act this way when you visit our stadium. Just food for thought....
There's a reason I love my CRIMSON TIDE.......
1. Before the game even started, their QB ran to OUR "A" emblem at midfield and kneeled down like a Pharisee and prayed. Just a side note, not only is that disrespectful, but God also instructs us to go into another room and pray...not to pray to be seen.
2. After the game, the other team's players started acting like a bunch of thugs when, instead of celebrating with their fans, they chose to run down to OUR student section and started using obscene hand gestures and throat slashing motions. Once again, let me emphasize these are the team players doing this, not the fans.
3. And here's the kicker....when our QB Greg McElroy went down with an injury, two PLAYERS from the other team hopped up on their bench, turned to our fans, started dancing and hollering "whatchu gonna do now, huh?". This was all done while GMac was still down.
I have been to many ballgames in my life, both home and away. And I have NEVER witnessed our players doing these kinds of things. And do you know why.....because our coach teaches them not to act that way. Our players would never be allowed to disrespect someone else's field, students, fans, etc.... The loss we took last night was one that hurts a lot, but I do believe I would rather take a loss with some class than be a boastful winner.
So opposing team.....I suggest you don't act this way when you visit our stadium. Just food for thought....
There's a reason I love my CRIMSON TIDE.......
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Dear Bama
Dear Bama,
This is a letter to a team I hold dear to my heart. Players from the past, present, and those yet to play for you. You are THE best! Always will be! You may not be the cream of the crop every year, but you will always be number 1 in my heart! Who else can say they have the most bowl appearances, most bowl wins, most SEC championships and most National Championship titles? No one! You are the one! You are the best. Often imitated, but never duplicated! The school down the road thrives on one thing....beating you. Doesn't matter how the rest of their season is.... if they can just beat you, then all is well on the Plains. But not in T-town! The football program is sacred. Yes, I said it. You had the best coach STILL to ever walk the sidelines. JoePa is amazing.....but he's not the best there ever was. And now we have one of the most respected coaches in these days....Nick Saban. He may not stay with Bama for years to come, but he got you back where you belong....ON TOP!!!! We rose to the top last year in methodical fashion. You dared the opponent to cross the line. They never did. You've taken a beating this year, but you haven't given up. And the biggest game is less than 48 hours away. The game that means so much in this state. The game where boys become men! That other team has a player that has carried them to an 11-0 season. Everyone seems to think you should be intimidated by him? Why? He's 6'6 and 250 pounds, big by QB standards. But he's not invincible. And I know you know that. Auburn needs to thank that MSU player who dropped the TD pass in the endzone, the entire UK defense that couldn't hang with them just one more drive, and the Clemson and SC teams for just folding like a cheap suit. It's time to shut the smack talk up and feed crow to the obnoxious fans out there who think Auburn is the next coming of greatness. Them and their national championship. Oh, I'm sorry....make that 1/2 national championship. Can't forget the Buckeyes shared that with them.
I expect you to play your best game ever. All 60 minutes of it. If you play like you're capable, you won't be stopped. But if you are, then the other team is simply better. Finito. No excuses. Me and 100,000 of my closest friends, give or take a couple thousand, will be there screaming and yelling like never before. We will not let you down. And I don't expect you to let us down.
At some places, they play football. At Alabama, WE LIVE IT!
ROLL TIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is a letter to a team I hold dear to my heart. Players from the past, present, and those yet to play for you. You are THE best! Always will be! You may not be the cream of the crop every year, but you will always be number 1 in my heart! Who else can say they have the most bowl appearances, most bowl wins, most SEC championships and most National Championship titles? No one! You are the one! You are the best. Often imitated, but never duplicated! The school down the road thrives on one thing....beating you. Doesn't matter how the rest of their season is.... if they can just beat you, then all is well on the Plains. But not in T-town! The football program is sacred. Yes, I said it. You had the best coach STILL to ever walk the sidelines. JoePa is amazing.....but he's not the best there ever was. And now we have one of the most respected coaches in these days....Nick Saban. He may not stay with Bama for years to come, but he got you back where you belong....ON TOP!!!! We rose to the top last year in methodical fashion. You dared the opponent to cross the line. They never did. You've taken a beating this year, but you haven't given up. And the biggest game is less than 48 hours away. The game that means so much in this state. The game where boys become men! That other team has a player that has carried them to an 11-0 season. Everyone seems to think you should be intimidated by him? Why? He's 6'6 and 250 pounds, big by QB standards. But he's not invincible. And I know you know that. Auburn needs to thank that MSU player who dropped the TD pass in the endzone, the entire UK defense that couldn't hang with them just one more drive, and the Clemson and SC teams for just folding like a cheap suit. It's time to shut the smack talk up and feed crow to the obnoxious fans out there who think Auburn is the next coming of greatness. Them and their national championship. Oh, I'm sorry....make that 1/2 national championship. Can't forget the Buckeyes shared that with them.
I expect you to play your best game ever. All 60 minutes of it. If you play like you're capable, you won't be stopped. But if you are, then the other team is simply better. Finito. No excuses. Me and 100,000 of my closest friends, give or take a couple thousand, will be there screaming and yelling like never before. We will not let you down. And I don't expect you to let us down.
At some places, they play football. At Alabama, WE LIVE IT!
ROLL TIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Pedro
I've decided to tell my story of little Pedro since so many people at work have gotten a kick out of it. My boss and I were in a conference call in her office one day. Her office has floor to ceiling windows in it. All the sudden we hear this loud thump. We look outside and see a bird laid out on its back. I thought it was dead. But I couldn't help but laugh, and here she and I are laughing at this bird. Or at least trying to contain our laughter. But what was so funny was his little bird friend that was standing there looking over him. It's like I could just hear him saying in his little bird voice:
"Get up little buddy!"
"Breathe Pedro breathe!"
"Run away from the light!!!"
And then all the sudden, as if he did run from the light, the bird pops up on it's little bird legs. Then he tries to walk and he stumbles a little to one side. And then to the next. And then to the other side again. He disappeared behind the bush, so I don't know if little Pedro made it or not. But his little friend never left his side.
"Get up little buddy!"
"Breathe Pedro breathe!"
"Run away from the light!!!"
And then all the sudden, as if he did run from the light, the bird pops up on it's little bird legs. Then he tries to walk and he stumbles a little to one side. And then to the next. And then to the other side again. He disappeared behind the bush, so I don't know if little Pedro made it or not. But his little friend never left his side.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Quackadoo
You know my friend Angie from a prior post where I was admiring her sweatshirt with the duck on it. Lovely row of lace around the collar, big ol' duck sewn on the front. Real special shirt.... Anyway, that's how I came about her nickname of Quackadoo. Well, she strikes again!
Apparently, she was "cleaning her closet out" and found this treasure, circa 1989:
Apparently, she was "cleaning her closet out" and found this treasure, circa 1989:
I'm thinking lots of things when I see this:
1. Joseph's coat of many colors
2. I had a prom dress in 1992 made of the same material
3. She could balance a 6 pack of Sundrops on those shoulder pads
4. Tim let her out of the house with that?
5. Bless her....
And then she goes back out to her vehicle and comes in with these lovely capris, circa last year:
And once again:
1. I think I saw someone wearing a pair of those last week
2. I think Martha Stewart is going to be pissed off you turned her tablecloth into capris
3. And again, Tim let you out of the house with those?
4. Hey, I think the duck sweatshirt would go great with those
Quackadoo makes me smile...she can laugh at herself while everyone else is laughing too! Thanks for making me smile!
Friday, August 20, 2010
My eyes! My eyes!!!
If you know me at all, you know I love to people watch. You can see all kinds of weirdness out there in the world! In the last two days, I have not been disappointed.
On Thursday, I'm driving home from work as usual. Nothing great about my drive home. Same ol, same ol.....that is until I see two ton Tommy. He gives new meaning to the phrase "wind blown" or "feel the wind through my hair". Let me just say this, Tommy boy looks like he's sporting a dead animal on his chest and stomach. And do you know how I know this? Because he is riding in his Jeep with nothing on but Speedos! He's pushing 50 years old, and he's PROUD of what he has. All 3oo lbs of it. I'm telling you, those Speedos looked like they were working hard. I don't know what to do or think when I see this. So I just keep driving and praying that I just blacked out for a second.
And then today at lunch, I go to a drive-thru. I pull up to the window, and I'm sure I scared the dude handing me my order. I couldn't help but jump back a little when I saw that his lips were glossed up more than mine, his skin was perfect and his eyebrows were perfectly manicured. I am a lip gloss FANATIC, and it was all I could do not to ask him what kind he had on. But I used my better judgement and decided not to even go there for fear the conversation would turn into something I really didn't need to hear.
And then this evening as I'm coming home from work once again, I had to stop at the grocery store. As I'm pulling through the parking lot, I see this girl standing outside her car. She has to be two ton Tommy's daughter Tina. She has squeezed her size 24 butt into size 12 shorts, and there is just overflow like you wouldn't believe. When I finally saw her from the front, I thought to myself "wow, they make flesh colored fanny packs now". But no, that wouldn't be a fanny pack. I'll let you digest that for a moment......
Just because you can get it on doesn't mean it fits. As we like to say in the South, you can say anything about anyone you want as long as you follow it up with "God love it" or "bless her..."
So until next time.....bless her.
On Thursday, I'm driving home from work as usual. Nothing great about my drive home. Same ol, same ol.....that is until I see two ton Tommy. He gives new meaning to the phrase "wind blown" or "feel the wind through my hair". Let me just say this, Tommy boy looks like he's sporting a dead animal on his chest and stomach. And do you know how I know this? Because he is riding in his Jeep with nothing on but Speedos! He's pushing 50 years old, and he's PROUD of what he has. All 3oo lbs of it. I'm telling you, those Speedos looked like they were working hard. I don't know what to do or think when I see this. So I just keep driving and praying that I just blacked out for a second.
And then today at lunch, I go to a drive-thru. I pull up to the window, and I'm sure I scared the dude handing me my order. I couldn't help but jump back a little when I saw that his lips were glossed up more than mine, his skin was perfect and his eyebrows were perfectly manicured. I am a lip gloss FANATIC, and it was all I could do not to ask him what kind he had on. But I used my better judgement and decided not to even go there for fear the conversation would turn into something I really didn't need to hear.
And then this evening as I'm coming home from work once again, I had to stop at the grocery store. As I'm pulling through the parking lot, I see this girl standing outside her car. She has to be two ton Tommy's daughter Tina. She has squeezed her size 24 butt into size 12 shorts, and there is just overflow like you wouldn't believe. When I finally saw her from the front, I thought to myself "wow, they make flesh colored fanny packs now". But no, that wouldn't be a fanny pack. I'll let you digest that for a moment......
Just because you can get it on doesn't mean it fits. As we like to say in the South, you can say anything about anyone you want as long as you follow it up with "God love it" or "bless her..."
So until next time.....bless her.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Friends
I was sitting on Facebook the other night and saw a post from a sweet friend of mine, Callie, that said "just ate with my best bud Michael". These two are seniors in high school. It made me think back to my time in school and the friends I had. Am I still friends with everyone? Do I talk to them all? Some of the answers were yes and some were no. And I've made many new friends along the way that I am blessed to have. This is a post about my closest friends. They are all close and dear to me, but for different reasons. I do want to preface this by saying that Kevin is my absolute best friend and so is my mom, but that's easy to figure out why they are. This is for all the others....
Melony - she IS me! We have been asked on numerous occassions if we are twins. We look alike, we talk alike, we dress alike. We can finish each other's sentences and with just a glance, we always know what the other is thinking. I can go for days without talking to her, but when we hook back up, it's like we never missed a beat. I am comfortable with her. She knows me inside out and despite my faults, she loves me. I know that no matter what I need or when I need it, she is the one person who will drop everything to help me out. She is THE BEST!
Shawn - my best "boy" friend since 5th grade. He is so devoted. In high school, he was the one who always talked me out of dating the idiots. Obviously, I didn't listen to him on a couple of occassions. But he protected me. He watched out for me. We did everything together. Even if we were out with a big group, it was me and him. He listened to me gripe about everything, and he still does to this day. I can send him a random text about the color of a car, and he will always respond. Even after 25 years, we still have things to talk about. We still meet for lunch 2-3 times a month. I love him, and I will have his back til the day I die.
Julie - my text buddy! It's funny how we used to not like each other because of a certain ex, but we both realized that friends are more important than any boy. We share a special bond through sports and our boys now. She may have moved off, but we text at LEAST once or twice a day, if not more. It's like she never moved.....except for the obvious.
The New Hope Girls - Niki, Nikki, Salee, Christie, Evie and Tina!!! I love these girls! I am so thankful to have met them through my dad and through Kevin. They make me laugh. They make me smile. I miss them because I don't get to see or talk to them much anymore. But they are there, and I know they always will be. Special girls!
Troy and Tiff - They are our "couple" best friends. We do all the couple things with them that normal people do. :) Me and Tiff swear that Troy and Kevin are brothers from different mothers because they are so much alike. It's scary really. I have a love/hate relationship with Troy. He can push the right button with me sometimes, and I want to just pinch his head off. But then he can be good and do anything for us. Tiff and I have a lot in common, especially Keith Urban! She is my KU concert partner! We go crazy and act a fool, and neither one of us care. We love him! Oh, and she and I love to people watch. We can just look at each other when we see "one" and know what the other is thinking. It's uncanny, really. Troy and Tiff are good to us. They always say yes when we need them to help with the kids or the dog! They are precious!
Leslie, Natalee, and Kelli - these three keep me laughing! I was one of Leslie's first friends when she came to Ardmore in 6th grade. And we are still friends to this day, and now we work together! Natalee was the best roommate I could have ever asked for. And Kelli, there are no words to describe Kelli! I just love, love her! She can say Hi and it cracks me up!
And for all those I haven't mentioned, you know who you are. And you touched my life in some way. And though I didn't call you by name, I am grateful to call you my friend!
Love you all!
Melony - she IS me! We have been asked on numerous occassions if we are twins. We look alike, we talk alike, we dress alike. We can finish each other's sentences and with just a glance, we always know what the other is thinking. I can go for days without talking to her, but when we hook back up, it's like we never missed a beat. I am comfortable with her. She knows me inside out and despite my faults, she loves me. I know that no matter what I need or when I need it, she is the one person who will drop everything to help me out. She is THE BEST!
Shawn - my best "boy" friend since 5th grade. He is so devoted. In high school, he was the one who always talked me out of dating the idiots. Obviously, I didn't listen to him on a couple of occassions. But he protected me. He watched out for me. We did everything together. Even if we were out with a big group, it was me and him. He listened to me gripe about everything, and he still does to this day. I can send him a random text about the color of a car, and he will always respond. Even after 25 years, we still have things to talk about. We still meet for lunch 2-3 times a month. I love him, and I will have his back til the day I die.
Julie - my text buddy! It's funny how we used to not like each other because of a certain ex, but we both realized that friends are more important than any boy. We share a special bond through sports and our boys now. She may have moved off, but we text at LEAST once or twice a day, if not more. It's like she never moved.....except for the obvious.
The New Hope Girls - Niki, Nikki, Salee, Christie, Evie and Tina!!! I love these girls! I am so thankful to have met them through my dad and through Kevin. They make me laugh. They make me smile. I miss them because I don't get to see or talk to them much anymore. But they are there, and I know they always will be. Special girls!
Troy and Tiff - They are our "couple" best friends. We do all the couple things with them that normal people do. :) Me and Tiff swear that Troy and Kevin are brothers from different mothers because they are so much alike. It's scary really. I have a love/hate relationship with Troy. He can push the right button with me sometimes, and I want to just pinch his head off. But then he can be good and do anything for us. Tiff and I have a lot in common, especially Keith Urban! She is my KU concert partner! We go crazy and act a fool, and neither one of us care. We love him! Oh, and she and I love to people watch. We can just look at each other when we see "one" and know what the other is thinking. It's uncanny, really. Troy and Tiff are good to us. They always say yes when we need them to help with the kids or the dog! They are precious!
Leslie, Natalee, and Kelli - these three keep me laughing! I was one of Leslie's first friends when she came to Ardmore in 6th grade. And we are still friends to this day, and now we work together! Natalee was the best roommate I could have ever asked for. And Kelli, there are no words to describe Kelli! I just love, love her! She can say Hi and it cracks me up!
And for all those I haven't mentioned, you know who you are. And you touched my life in some way. And though I didn't call you by name, I am grateful to call you my friend!
Love you all!
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