I had this moment when I imagined The Great Wall commercial as a Trump parody… “What are they fighting? Why did they build that wall?” I didn’t laugh out loud, but my insides were roiling. Yes–not rolling. I’ve found that expanding my use of words in strange contexts makes for fun and thought-provoking language.
It is 10:00 on a Saturday night that has been a long time coming. We kicked off the season, wiping away 6 weeks of anticipation on the way to a 31-19 win. If I’m being honest, 6 of the nineteen are on me. I have not gotten things good with my kicker yet, and sometimes he kicks some utter nonsense. One such kick landed in the arms of the opposing team’s best player and, yeah, he took it to the house. This will not happen in the rematch. So, 31-13 is really how that went down in my mind and we got ourselves a season! These boys were able to put up points and play decent defense. We also had the added bonus of watching the Rams White (my old squad) wipe the floor with the Coyotes–forcing the mercy rule two minutes into the second half with no Coyote plays going for positive yardage. That is how things ought to be.