TC the Terrible NOW Saber Squelch

Now you know the truth.

Went to the local high school homecoming game tonight. God, I’d forgotten what it was like at one of those things. At least the band didn’t play Send in the Clowns when the homecoming court was introduced.

Listening to some old Merle Haggard right now. Music like that just doesn’t get played on the radio today. It’s a shame that there’s no emotion on the FM dial.

Keep your powder dry.

It’s bad enough that the Sox are already two up on us. Now I have to spend my day typing up the minutes to three days worth of meetings. At least I have two days to get them together.

Had a discussion with the wife on the way to work this morning. She understands not getting laid in nearly a month is frustrating me. No promise to fix it anytime soon, just an understanding that I’m not satisfied. Her GYN even told her it was harmful to keep holding it out. I guess she just ain’t interested.

As an update, the tests came back from the GYN and it seems Mrs. Me had some girl problems that were the root of the sexual misfires. The rabbit DID live, but it was pretty sick before it got better. So maybe I was too quick to judge.

It’s a damn shame when the finest receiver to ever catch a football is treated like the gunk inside last year’s Halloween pumpkin. Jerry Rice got traded to the Seahawks today for a draft pick that is pretty much a throw away pick next year. He deserved better, if for no other reason than he’s Jerry and we all owe him. The NFL isn’t known for proper send offs, John Elway aside, and that’s come to be expected. Emmitt Smith wearing a Cardinals helmet is as wrong as two boys screwing, just like JJ firing Landry but not really telling him first. The list of great guys getting screwed over is too long to even try to type.

Maybe it’s just that they can’t admit it when it’s time to go home. Does anybody out there think that Stabler was really ready to go home when he did? He was older than dirt but I’d bet there was a moment after he retired when he seriously thought he had that one last season in him. Hell, if Thiesman could walk a straight line he’d be at the Redskins camp tomorrow trying to walk on and take his old job back.

Ray Ratto did a good article on Rice over at ESPN. And he’s right about most of it. In fact it’s hard to argue with anything he wrote. All we can really hope for is that somewhere inside of Jerry he’s got that one really, really good game when the Seahawks need it. I don’t care what number is on his back when he hits the field. Jerry Rice is a walking, talking, honest to God legend in the making and he deserves that one last day in the sun. And if God really does love us all, each and every one, then at the end of this season Rice will get treated like Montana. The ‘Hawks and Niners will work out some kind of deal to send Rice back home to San Francisco and let him hold his retirement press conference at Candlestick.

Montana could even come back for the day and at the end of the speeches throw one last long ball to Rice. Who of course would catch it, cut up field, dash into the end zone, and pose for the erupting crowd for just short of an eternity. It won’t happen, but it would be nice if it did.

Later.