Last week, Ravens quarterback Joe Flacco called hosting the Super Bowl in the open air of the New York metro area a "stupid" idea--he called it something else, but we won't go there right now.
Anyway, I agree with Flacco's sentiment. When I think of Super Bowls, I don't think of places like New Jersey and MetLife stadium, the site of Super Bowl XLVIII, I think of summer touristy places like Miami and Southern California.
I even think of New Orleans and the Superdome. It might not be a tropical paradise on par with Southern Florida, but it's certainly one of the more famous Super Bowl sites in the 47 year history of the event.
If I had to rank my Super Bowl Meccas, I'd go with New Orleans at number three. The city has hosted 10 Super Bowls, with seven coming at the Superdome--site of the just completed Super Bowl XLVII.
My number two Mecca Super Bowl city would be Miami. The City has also hosted 10 Super Bowls. Five of those Super Bowls were played at the old Orange Bowl, with the last one being Super Bowl XIII between the Steelers and Cowboys following the 1978 season. The other five have been played at Sun Life Stadium, the current home of the Miami Dolphins. The most notable Super Bowl played at that stadium was probably Super Bowl XXIII between the 49ers and Bengals. San Francisco won in dramatic fashion when Joe Montana hit John Taylor for a touchdown pass with 34 seconds left. Back then, the venue was known as Joe Robbie Stadium.
My number one Mecca Super Bowl city isn't really a city, but just the venue known as the Rose Bowl in Pasadena, California. The Rose Bowl has hosted five Super Bowls, and Super Bowl XIV, played on January 20th, 1980, between the Pittsburgh Steelers and Los Angeles rams was attended by 103,985 fans--a Super Bowl record for attendance that still stands to this day. Unfortunately, the NFL has a sort of unwritten policy of not hosting Super Bowls at cities or regions without franchises, and since there hasn't been an NFL team in the Los Angeles metro area since the mid-90's, the last Super Bowl played there was Super Bowl XXVII between the Cowboys and Bills following the '92 season. It's a shame the league doesn't break its policy and hold another Super Bowl at the Rose Bowl. It's simply a gorgeous place to play a football game, and the backdrop, with the mountains in the horizon, is just an awe-inspiring sight.
I've never been to a Super Bowl in any of these cities (or venues), but if I could afford to attend one, these are the three places I'd like to see the Big Game.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Friday, February 1, 2013
Joe Flacco's poor choice of words
The build-up of Super Bowl XLVII between the 49ers and Ravens hasn't been without controversy, and Baltimore quarterback Joe Flacco was right in the middle of one on Monday, when he called the idea of hosting a Super Bowl in a cold-weather city sans domed stadium "retarded."
Naturally, 2013 being what it is, people jumped all over Flacco for his very poor choice of words, and rightfully so. Using that word is quite insensitive, especially for someone in the public spotlight, and the Ravens' quarterback quickly issued an apology.
As a Steelers fan, I've never been much of a Flacco supporter (for many reasons that should be quite obvious), but regardless of what I think of his quarterbacking abilities, it's been fairly obvious for quite some time that he's a pretty decent guy.
The only thing I'll say about the sanctimonious-types out there (and they are certainly always in abundance in the Internet Age) who jumped down Flacco's throat for the ill-advised remark, remember to have that same reaction the next time someone says "retarded" in one of your real-life encounters.
In today's PC society, very rarely do public or even private citizens make racially or ethnically insensitive remarks, but when they do, someone is usually quick to call the person on it, and rightfully so.
However, I hear people use the word "retarded" almost on a daily basis, yet, 9 times out of 10, it goes in one ear and out the other with very little reaction from people.
Next time a public figure uses that word and you get "outraged" and want to jump to your nearest message board to give said public figure an Internet beat-down, think about the last time you, one of your friends, or just some person at a bar used that word.
If you said the word, did you apologize for it? If your friend used that word, did you call him or her on it? If some guy at a bar used that word, did you ask him to step outside?
Probably not on all three counts.
Don't be so hypocritical.
Naturally, 2013 being what it is, people jumped all over Flacco for his very poor choice of words, and rightfully so. Using that word is quite insensitive, especially for someone in the public spotlight, and the Ravens' quarterback quickly issued an apology.
As a Steelers fan, I've never been much of a Flacco supporter (for many reasons that should be quite obvious), but regardless of what I think of his quarterbacking abilities, it's been fairly obvious for quite some time that he's a pretty decent guy.
The only thing I'll say about the sanctimonious-types out there (and they are certainly always in abundance in the Internet Age) who jumped down Flacco's throat for the ill-advised remark, remember to have that same reaction the next time someone says "retarded" in one of your real-life encounters.
In today's PC society, very rarely do public or even private citizens make racially or ethnically insensitive remarks, but when they do, someone is usually quick to call the person on it, and rightfully so.
However, I hear people use the word "retarded" almost on a daily basis, yet, 9 times out of 10, it goes in one ear and out the other with very little reaction from people.
Next time a public figure uses that word and you get "outraged" and want to jump to your nearest message board to give said public figure an Internet beat-down, think about the last time you, one of your friends, or just some person at a bar used that word.
If you said the word, did you apologize for it? If your friend used that word, did you call him or her on it? If some guy at a bar used that word, did you ask him to step outside?
Probably not on all three counts.
Don't be so hypocritical.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
The Penguins have lost two games in a row. I guess that means the season is over, right?
You would have thought the Pittsburgh Penguins were a returning P.O.W and Pittsburgh fans were that P.O.W's family the way everyone showed up to greet the team for its 2012/2013 home-opener this past Wednesday night at the Consol Energy Center.
Of course, the 2012 portion of the current campaign had to be wiped off the schedule because of a work-stoppage that lasted until January 19th. Therefore, some might say the fans were like that all-too forgiving spouse after being the victim of a extra-marital affair.
Actually, that's a bit unfair of me. I get where Penguins fans were coming from with their yearning for hockey to resume after such a long layoff. I could never understand the fans who permanently walk away from a sport after a lockout or strike.
Major professional sports leagues have unions, and unions have collective bargaining agreements, and sometimes, when there is a disagreement with that agreement, work-stoppages happen.
I realize that, to your average hard-working fan, millionaires fighting with billionaires over how to divide their enormous, gigantic money pie can be a huge turnoff, but if you really love a sport, can a work-stoppage (even one that cancels an entire season) really turn you off to the point where you refuse to ever watch again?
If so, I have to question your fan-hood.
Anyway, that was a huge digression from the topic.
The Penguins started off 2-0 after victories in Philadelphia and New York last weekend, and there was that above-mentioned anticipation for game number three. Only problem was, Pittsburgh laid a huge egg and dropped the home-opener to the Toronto Maple Leafs by a score of 5-2.
Friday night, the Penguins fell at Winnipeg and are now 2-2 on the season.
Does this mean it's time to panic? No, but by the emotional highs and lows that hockey fans have been experiencing this week, you'd think so.
I think if the Penguins' start to the season has taught us anything, it's that the NHL is a marathon, not a sprint.
You hockey fans out there, if you don't cool it, you're going to burn yourselves out by March.
Of course, the 2012 portion of the current campaign had to be wiped off the schedule because of a work-stoppage that lasted until January 19th. Therefore, some might say the fans were like that all-too forgiving spouse after being the victim of a extra-marital affair.
Actually, that's a bit unfair of me. I get where Penguins fans were coming from with their yearning for hockey to resume after such a long layoff. I could never understand the fans who permanently walk away from a sport after a lockout or strike.
Major professional sports leagues have unions, and unions have collective bargaining agreements, and sometimes, when there is a disagreement with that agreement, work-stoppages happen.
I realize that, to your average hard-working fan, millionaires fighting with billionaires over how to divide their enormous, gigantic money pie can be a huge turnoff, but if you really love a sport, can a work-stoppage (even one that cancels an entire season) really turn you off to the point where you refuse to ever watch again?
If so, I have to question your fan-hood.
Anyway, that was a huge digression from the topic.
The Penguins started off 2-0 after victories in Philadelphia and New York last weekend, and there was that above-mentioned anticipation for game number three. Only problem was, Pittsburgh laid a huge egg and dropped the home-opener to the Toronto Maple Leafs by a score of 5-2.
Friday night, the Penguins fell at Winnipeg and are now 2-2 on the season.
Does this mean it's time to panic? No, but by the emotional highs and lows that hockey fans have been experiencing this week, you'd think so.
I think if the Penguins' start to the season has taught us anything, it's that the NHL is a marathon, not a sprint.
You hockey fans out there, if you don't cool it, you're going to burn yourselves out by March.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Panthers on two game winning streak after 69-61 triumph over UConn
Just when it looked like the Pitt Panthers were on their way to a repeat of last season's dismal finish, they responded with two fairly impressive victories over Villanova and Connecticut last week to improve to 3-3 in the Big East Conference and 15-4, overall.
Obviously, Pitt isn't out of the woods just yet with regards to being a lock for the NCAA field of 68, but it's on its way to perhaps getting back some of that swagger it has been missing recently.
Of course, a lot of the Panthers' success depends on their guard-play, as New Zealand phenom, center Steven Adams, hasn't really shown up yet and is only averaging 6.6 points per game--will Pitt ever get anything out of a prized freshman big man not named Dejuan Blair?
The Panthers are number one in the Big East in points against, but they're sixth in the conference (and 71st, nationally) in points scored.
That will be a problem come tournament time--a problem not unfamiliar with the program. The defense is nice, but Pitt will have to find a scorer or two to depend on if a tournament berth (and run) is realistic.
But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now, the Panthers are 62nd in the all-important RPI rankings.
Fortunately, the Big East is second in conference RPI, and that will certainly help come Selection Sunday--a court-storming victory over a team like No. ranked Louisville wouldn't hurt any, either.
Obviously, Pitt isn't out of the woods just yet with regards to being a lock for the NCAA field of 68, but it's on its way to perhaps getting back some of that swagger it has been missing recently.
Of course, a lot of the Panthers' success depends on their guard-play, as New Zealand phenom, center Steven Adams, hasn't really shown up yet and is only averaging 6.6 points per game--will Pitt ever get anything out of a prized freshman big man not named Dejuan Blair?
The Panthers are number one in the Big East in points against, but they're sixth in the conference (and 71st, nationally) in points scored.
That will be a problem come tournament time--a problem not unfamiliar with the program. The defense is nice, but Pitt will have to find a scorer or two to depend on if a tournament berth (and run) is realistic.
But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now, the Panthers are 62nd in the all-important RPI rankings.
Fortunately, the Big East is second in conference RPI, and that will certainly help come Selection Sunday--a court-storming victory over a team like No. ranked Louisville wouldn't hurt any, either.
Recent articles I've written for Behind the Steel Curtain
As you may or may not know, I'm a regular contributor to the awesome Steelers fan site, Behind the Steel Curtain.
I always have fun writing for that blog, and I actually find myself checking there first for insight and breaking Steelers news (you should check it out).
Periodically, I like to use this blog to update you anonymous readers on my latest articles from the site--truth be told, I'm so far behind in that regard, I should just take a whole day and post something called: "Recent Years I've posted on Behind the Steel Curtain."
Anyway, here are some of my most recent articles from BTSC:
-Let's face it, the 2012 Pittsburgh Steelers were pretty mediocre. And after they were mercifully eliminated from postseason contention, I wrote this article, which was both mediocre and about the team's mediocre campaign.
-If you're like me, you might notice some real obscure nuances when following a sport (probably not), and two truly eerie consistencies during "famous" years in which the Steelers previously missed the postseason--for my money, 1980, 1998, 2006 and 2009 stand out as years when Pittsburgh infamously crapped the bed--were losses to both the Bengals and Raiders. The 2012 season was no exception and now joins those previously mentioned misses.
-Since I've become a more "serious" Steelers blogger in recent years, I tend to suffer from a bit of late season anxiety out of fear of running out of things to write about once the season ends. I can't begin to tell you how easy it is for me to write blogs during the football season. In fact, the closer we get to the finish-line, the more I like to write, and that's especially true if the Steelers are in the race. Unfortunately, when Pittsburgh is eliminated from the playoffs, sometimes, the inmate in my little brain escapes from the insane asylum and I write fake injury reports. Truth be told, I was never more nervous about submitting something than I was when I submitted this post to BTSC editor, Neal Coolong. Thankfully, he didn't express any anger (at least not that I know of), and it actually got a better response than I anticipated.
-The 2012 Steelers may have been mediocre, but they probably could have had a more exciting finish to their season with some better timing. Unfortunately, they seemed about one step off the entire year. When the season was zigging, they were zagging, and vice versa.
-Sports are there to entertain us, and I found Antonio Brown's celebration after his game-winning touchdown catch against the Cleveland Browns in the regular season finale to be highly entertaining--and touching.
-If you're like me, you probably consider it your birth-right to see the Steelers at least make the playoffs each year. When they don't, January in Pittsburgh just seems a lot colder.
-One of Mike Tomlin's most famous Tomlinisms is "Style points don't matter." While that certainly may seem like a nice quote to rally around, when a team plays in as many close games as the Steelers have in recent years, sometimes, that team finds itself out of the playoffs because it couldn't make enough key plays during the course of the season.
-The Steelers released running back Chris Rainey, the team's fifth round pick in the 2012 NFL Draft, following his arrest in Florida after a run-in with his girlfriend over a cell phone. Rainey's release came after an underwhelming rookie campaign for the mini-back; a performance typical for most of the 2012 draft class.
-I believe, as fans, we're always paying it forward and paying it back when it comes to the emotional highs and lows of following a sports team on a yearly-basis. The latest example of this was the almost-miracle like 70 yard touchdown pass from Joe Flacco to Jacoby Jones in the last minute of the Ravens divisional playoff game in Denver that tied the game and ultimately led to an improbable overtime victory for Baltimore. The last two seasons, the Ravens exited the playoffs in heartbreaking fashion. For them to come back and defeat Peyton Manning and the Broncos had to be both thrilling and soothing to the collective psyche of not only the players, but the entire fan base.
-Speaking of those Ravens, they're part of a quartet of playoff teams that are hard for most true Steelers fans to root for. The Falcons are the only team left that Steeler Nation can even remotely stand, and that's by default, more than anything. One of the more enjoyable things I've written in a while.
That's it for now. Hopefully, I'll get you further caught up on all things Tony/BTSC.
I always have fun writing for that blog, and I actually find myself checking there first for insight and breaking Steelers news (you should check it out).
Periodically, I like to use this blog to update you anonymous readers on my latest articles from the site--truth be told, I'm so far behind in that regard, I should just take a whole day and post something called: "Recent Years I've posted on Behind the Steel Curtain."
Anyway, here are some of my most recent articles from BTSC:
-Let's face it, the 2012 Pittsburgh Steelers were pretty mediocre. And after they were mercifully eliminated from postseason contention, I wrote this article, which was both mediocre and about the team's mediocre campaign.
-If you're like me, you might notice some real obscure nuances when following a sport (probably not), and two truly eerie consistencies during "famous" years in which the Steelers previously missed the postseason--for my money, 1980, 1998, 2006 and 2009 stand out as years when Pittsburgh infamously crapped the bed--were losses to both the Bengals and Raiders. The 2012 season was no exception and now joins those previously mentioned misses.
-Since I've become a more "serious" Steelers blogger in recent years, I tend to suffer from a bit of late season anxiety out of fear of running out of things to write about once the season ends. I can't begin to tell you how easy it is for me to write blogs during the football season. In fact, the closer we get to the finish-line, the more I like to write, and that's especially true if the Steelers are in the race. Unfortunately, when Pittsburgh is eliminated from the playoffs, sometimes, the inmate in my little brain escapes from the insane asylum and I write fake injury reports. Truth be told, I was never more nervous about submitting something than I was when I submitted this post to BTSC editor, Neal Coolong. Thankfully, he didn't express any anger (at least not that I know of), and it actually got a better response than I anticipated.
-The 2012 Steelers may have been mediocre, but they probably could have had a more exciting finish to their season with some better timing. Unfortunately, they seemed about one step off the entire year. When the season was zigging, they were zagging, and vice versa.
-Sports are there to entertain us, and I found Antonio Brown's celebration after his game-winning touchdown catch against the Cleveland Browns in the regular season finale to be highly entertaining--and touching.
-If you're like me, you probably consider it your birth-right to see the Steelers at least make the playoffs each year. When they don't, January in Pittsburgh just seems a lot colder.
-One of Mike Tomlin's most famous Tomlinisms is "Style points don't matter." While that certainly may seem like a nice quote to rally around, when a team plays in as many close games as the Steelers have in recent years, sometimes, that team finds itself out of the playoffs because it couldn't make enough key plays during the course of the season.
-The Steelers released running back Chris Rainey, the team's fifth round pick in the 2012 NFL Draft, following his arrest in Florida after a run-in with his girlfriend over a cell phone. Rainey's release came after an underwhelming rookie campaign for the mini-back; a performance typical for most of the 2012 draft class.
-I believe, as fans, we're always paying it forward and paying it back when it comes to the emotional highs and lows of following a sports team on a yearly-basis. The latest example of this was the almost-miracle like 70 yard touchdown pass from Joe Flacco to Jacoby Jones in the last minute of the Ravens divisional playoff game in Denver that tied the game and ultimately led to an improbable overtime victory for Baltimore. The last two seasons, the Ravens exited the playoffs in heartbreaking fashion. For them to come back and defeat Peyton Manning and the Broncos had to be both thrilling and soothing to the collective psyche of not only the players, but the entire fan base.
-Speaking of those Ravens, they're part of a quartet of playoff teams that are hard for most true Steelers fans to root for. The Falcons are the only team left that Steeler Nation can even remotely stand, and that's by default, more than anything. One of the more enjoyable things I've written in a while.
That's it for now. Hopefully, I'll get you further caught up on all things Tony/BTSC.
Spending a week in abscessed tooth hell
I realize this is a sports blog, but this is my sports blog, and not Yahoo's, so I can pretty much write about whatever I want. Therefore, I'd like to take this time to share with you the unbelievable pain and discomfort I was in last weekend and into the beginning part of the week.
To set up the story, my boss took some time off to have a hernia operation the Thursday before last. Everytime my boss takes significant time off, I seem to run into some sort of physical ailment and can't really call off because someone has to be there supervising and taking care of things. It's just how the place is set up.
The last time I had the stomach flu was during a time he was away deer hunting. Both in 2010 and 2011, when he took his annual vacation to Florida, I had to work 12 days straight each time, and came down with the mother off all head colds--THE SAME DAMN WEEK EACH YEAR!
Heck, even last year, right after I broke up with my girlfriend and was in the worst emotional state in recent memory, I practically had to work two straight months because both of my bosses were either away on extended vacations or off having surgery--you know how hard it is to hear Lionel Richie sing "Endless Love" on muzak everyday at work when your endless love just ended?
Anyway, moving to the present. I joked with my boss for days that, once he checked into the hospital to have his little surgery, I would probably come down with the vicious little flu bug that has been going around the region for months.
And about a week or so ago, on a Friday night, I thought my prediction had come home to roost. My "sinuses" were really acting up, and I thought "Oh no, here it comes." But truth be told, I never have sinus problems. You know how some people complain about their sinuses and down Dristan allergy medicine like it's candy? I'm not one of those people.
I never suffer from headaches or sinus pain--I'm weird that way.
I digress.
I got very little sleep that Friday night, and even though I felt a little better the next day, I was still in a good bit of discomfort. And to make matters worse, I had to work 12 hours that Saturday because I wanted to get caught up and even ahead on my work duties because we were short handed (what else is new?)
By Saturday night, I was in a bad way. I mean, I couldn't stand it, and that's when I realized I had the dreaded abscessed tooth. I've had a few over the years, and I'm quite familiar with the symptoms: Constant pain that won't go away, the inability to get comfortable, and the desire to punch anyone within arm's reach.
If you've ever had a real toothache, you know what I'm talking about.
Once again, I got very little sleep that night, but couldn't call off because I needed to be at work to supervise all the other damn people who didn't have severe tooth pain. How much crap is that?
The bigger problem was that my regular dentist doesn't have weekend hours, and as I found out when I called his number last Sunday morning, he doesn't offer an emergency alternative either. I was royally screwed. I needed antibiotics, asap, but there was nobody to prescribe them for me.
I suppose I could have gone to Med-Express, but I'm a man. I'm not that logical when it comes to my health. Besides, I'm not sure they cover "tooth stuff."
I managed to get through work, and I should have just went home and tried to sleep. Only problem was, I had a bowling match that night, and since I'm an enormous competitor, I decided to make my match. As it turned out, it was my best three-game series in recent memory--I guess I can play in pain.
Sunday into Monday, I was still in severe pain, and when I woke up the next day, the infection decided to rear it's ugly head and make my face puff out something bad. Fortunately, I was able to get a hold of my dentist and he prescribed those antibiotics.
Monday wasn't much better than the other days, but I felt like I was on the road to recovery simply because of the medicine. Only problem was, the swelling on the right side of my face was getting more pronounced by the hour, and by the end of the night, it looked like someone punched me in my right eye--the way I was barking at everyone from friends to family, I wouldn't be surprised if someone actually did.
Tuesday was pretty much the same--my face was swollen, and I felt like I was hit by a freight train. I didn't think it would ever end. However, around 1:30 or so that afternoon, I started to feel better. Ever watch the movie Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom where the kid, Indiana's little sidekick in the movie, breaks him out of his trance by burning him with fire?
That's how night and day I felt in a matter of minutes. My face and gums were still swollen, but I was feeling better, and at that moment, I didn't care how ugly I looked to anyone else. Being out of pain was the only thing that mattered.
I still have a few days worth of antibiotics to finish, and then it's a trip to the dentist and a probable root canal (I wouldn't be surprised if I need three, that's how much pain I was in).
My boss is scheduled to take his annual Florida vacation this May. Can't wait to see what happens to me then.
To set up the story, my boss took some time off to have a hernia operation the Thursday before last. Everytime my boss takes significant time off, I seem to run into some sort of physical ailment and can't really call off because someone has to be there supervising and taking care of things. It's just how the place is set up.
The last time I had the stomach flu was during a time he was away deer hunting. Both in 2010 and 2011, when he took his annual vacation to Florida, I had to work 12 days straight each time, and came down with the mother off all head colds--THE SAME DAMN WEEK EACH YEAR!
Heck, even last year, right after I broke up with my girlfriend and was in the worst emotional state in recent memory, I practically had to work two straight months because both of my bosses were either away on extended vacations or off having surgery--you know how hard it is to hear Lionel Richie sing "Endless Love" on muzak everyday at work when your endless love just ended?
Anyway, moving to the present. I joked with my boss for days that, once he checked into the hospital to have his little surgery, I would probably come down with the vicious little flu bug that has been going around the region for months.
And about a week or so ago, on a Friday night, I thought my prediction had come home to roost. My "sinuses" were really acting up, and I thought "Oh no, here it comes." But truth be told, I never have sinus problems. You know how some people complain about their sinuses and down Dristan allergy medicine like it's candy? I'm not one of those people.
I never suffer from headaches or sinus pain--I'm weird that way.
I digress.
I got very little sleep that Friday night, and even though I felt a little better the next day, I was still in a good bit of discomfort. And to make matters worse, I had to work 12 hours that Saturday because I wanted to get caught up and even ahead on my work duties because we were short handed (what else is new?)
By Saturday night, I was in a bad way. I mean, I couldn't stand it, and that's when I realized I had the dreaded abscessed tooth. I've had a few over the years, and I'm quite familiar with the symptoms: Constant pain that won't go away, the inability to get comfortable, and the desire to punch anyone within arm's reach.
If you've ever had a real toothache, you know what I'm talking about.
Once again, I got very little sleep that night, but couldn't call off because I needed to be at work to supervise all the other damn people who didn't have severe tooth pain. How much crap is that?
The bigger problem was that my regular dentist doesn't have weekend hours, and as I found out when I called his number last Sunday morning, he doesn't offer an emergency alternative either. I was royally screwed. I needed antibiotics, asap, but there was nobody to prescribe them for me.
I suppose I could have gone to Med-Express, but I'm a man. I'm not that logical when it comes to my health. Besides, I'm not sure they cover "tooth stuff."
I managed to get through work, and I should have just went home and tried to sleep. Only problem was, I had a bowling match that night, and since I'm an enormous competitor, I decided to make my match. As it turned out, it was my best three-game series in recent memory--I guess I can play in pain.
Sunday into Monday, I was still in severe pain, and when I woke up the next day, the infection decided to rear it's ugly head and make my face puff out something bad. Fortunately, I was able to get a hold of my dentist and he prescribed those antibiotics.
Monday wasn't much better than the other days, but I felt like I was on the road to recovery simply because of the medicine. Only problem was, the swelling on the right side of my face was getting more pronounced by the hour, and by the end of the night, it looked like someone punched me in my right eye--the way I was barking at everyone from friends to family, I wouldn't be surprised if someone actually did.
Tuesday was pretty much the same--my face was swollen, and I felt like I was hit by a freight train. I didn't think it would ever end. However, around 1:30 or so that afternoon, I started to feel better. Ever watch the movie Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom where the kid, Indiana's little sidekick in the movie, breaks him out of his trance by burning him with fire?
That's how night and day I felt in a matter of minutes. My face and gums were still swollen, but I was feeling better, and at that moment, I didn't care how ugly I looked to anyone else. Being out of pain was the only thing that mattered.
I still have a few days worth of antibiotics to finish, and then it's a trip to the dentist and a probable root canal (I wouldn't be surprised if I need three, that's how much pain I was in).
My boss is scheduled to take his annual Florida vacation this May. Can't wait to see what happens to me then.
Friday, January 18, 2013
Katherine Webb's life continues to implode thanks to Brent Musburger's dirty ways
Not really. In fact, things couldn't be better. I don't know what Katherine Webb, the girlfriend of Alabama quarterback A.J. McCarron, had in mind for a career, but her "victimization" at the hands of 73 year old sportscaster Brent Musburger has certainly opened up some doors, doors that she has gladly walked right through.
Webb will be featured in the upcoming Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. And judging by her fairly awesome body, guys calling her "beautiful" could be the least of her "troubles."
I also learned earlier today that Ms. Webb will work as a sideline correspondent for Inside Edition during Super Bowl XLVII.
What's next? Endorsements? A reality TV Show? A full-time gig as a sideline reporter for the next three decades? A record deal? A book deal? "From Heartache to Triumph: The Katherine Webb Story."
And just think, this all came together for Webb after a sleazy, old broadcaster pointed out her perfections to a national television audience.
Katherine Webb is so brave.
Webb will be featured in the upcoming Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. And judging by her fairly awesome body, guys calling her "beautiful" could be the least of her "troubles."
I also learned earlier today that Ms. Webb will work as a sideline correspondent for Inside Edition during Super Bowl XLVII.
What's next? Endorsements? A reality TV Show? A full-time gig as a sideline reporter for the next three decades? A record deal? A book deal? "From Heartache to Triumph: The Katherine Webb Story."
And just think, this all came together for Webb after a sleazy, old broadcaster pointed out her perfections to a national television audience.
Katherine Webb is so brave.
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