A Little Too Clingy
Uh oh. Sounds like this is going to do in any chance of getting Spurrier.
I guess Bama got a little too clingy.
Category: Humor
She’s Baaaack!
Well hush my mouth and slather me in grits! A very important person just payed a call using the following Google search string:
Anybody care to guess who that V.I.P. was?
Date: 30 November Time: 12:44:47
I.P address: 146.197.243.16
Country: United States
City: Beaverton, Oregon
ISP: Nike Incorporated
That’s right–she’s baaaack!
No, really, I want even charge a consulting fee. Just rain down on me a pair of those sweet Air Max 360s.
You Got the Right One Baby!
Several have arrived at Ocular Fusion this morning using the following Google search string:
Tracking Paul Bryant Jr.’s plane.
You got the right one baby! Ocular Fusion–good for all your plane-tracking needs.… Read the rest
Help Wanted, Visor Not Required
If you’re interested in following the latest Spurrier/Bama scuttlebutt, this site is probably your best source of unconfirmed rumors in the blogosphere. The folks posting and commenting there are among the most sleep-deprived and bourbon-stoked in the Bama Nation, so check it out.
But then again, maybe you’re interested in applying for the Alabama job yourself. If so, you’ll need to fill out this application. Be sure to type or print clearly.
Finally, I can state for a fact (because I heard him say it with my own ears) that former Tide center and Shula teammate Hoss Johnson has categorically denied having been contacted by the University regarding the coaching opening, despite earlier rumors that Paul Bryant, Jr.’s… Read the rest
Fear the Visor
I just received this shocking email from a source, some guy who calls himself “Roll Skywalker:”
Paul Jr’s plane just touched down on the Death Star.
That can only mean one thing: Darth Visor.
All Eyes Are on Teterboro, New Jersey
And now these tantalizing and titillating tidbits from two top-level sources, Anonymous Insider #1 and Anonymous Insider #2:
USC’s plane N351GC has made two trips to Teterboro, NJ (10 miles from Rutgers’ campus) since Saturday’s game. Looks like SS goes to Bama, and USC is trying to get the inside track on Greg Schiano.
T-Town had a flight that left tonight just landed in Teterboro 30 min ago N46E
For the uninitiated, “T-Town” is Tuscaloosa, USC refers to the University of South Carolina, not the Trojans, and SS stands for Steve Spurrier, not Schutzstaffel (at least I think).
Planes are landing everywhere, and now all eyes are on Teterboro, New Jersey.… Read the rest
De Plane! De Plane!
Has anyone out there spotted Paul Bryant Jr.’s plane?
If so, then please do tell. The more creative, the better.… Read the rest
Start the Bus
First plane sightings in Austin, and now this from “bustracker.com.”
LOL.… Read the rest
The Eyeguy’s Guide to Voting in 2006…
can be summed up nicely with a favorite quote from a favorite movie:
“There! I have you! You’re completely dished. Do you not know that in the service… one must always choose the lesser of two weevils?”
Anybody got a clothespin I can borrow?
A Different Kind of Card
I made clear my citizenship in the Cardinal Nation in yesterday’s post. But as we head in to opening night of this year’s World Series, I should tell you in the interest of full disclosure that there have been other “cards” in my life.
Growing up in Southwest Virginia, I rooted for a different shade of red–The Big Red Machine of Cincinnati to be precise. This came about as the result of an event that took place one Sunday morning in 1970 on the way to church.
My grandmother used to go to church with us back then, and one Lord’s Day she handed me a small card wrapped in thin, nearly transparent paper.… Read the rest
Where Were You in 1968?
Baseball is one of those sports where King Superstition reigns supreme. Just to prove the point, I’ve intentionally avoided mentioning baseball and my team, the St. Louis Cardinals, on this blog for fear of jinxing my boys.
The moratorium ends today–Cards win, Cards win, Cards win!
In a dramatic conclusion to game seven of the NLCS, Yadier Molina struck the decisive blow with a 2-run shot in the top of the ninth inning to finally bring down the New York Mets 3-1. After Endy Chavez robbed Scott Rolen of another home run in what will go down as one of the greatest catches in baseball history, and after Albert Pujols failed yet again to produce with men on base, I thought the Cards were done for.… Read the rest
Seeing Red
Sportswriter and commentator Frank Deford is seeing red this morning.
I think somebody needs an extra cup of coffee.
Ready? Okay!
As someone who has been there, I can tell you there is no prouder moment in a father’s life than when your eldest son dresses in drag and proceeds to shake his booty in front of a large crowd of your friends and neighbors:
I should point out that the occasion was the annual Grissom High vs. Huntsville High Powderpuff football game conducted as a benefit for Breast Cancer Awareness Month. So, it was for a good cause that Number One dressed in a miniskirt and participated in a dance routine at halftime that made his old man blush and start looking around for a pair of sunglasses and a wig.… Read the rest
A Red State of Mind–A Good Read
The stack of books on my nightstand is about to get one louder, uh, I mean higher. My blogging friend Nancy French has a new book coming out October 9th–A Red State of Mind: How a Catfish Queen Reject Became a Liberty Belle. If that down home and intriguing title doesn’t grab you, maybe the paperdoll cutout with the big hair will:
You gotta admit, that took some guts. The book chronicles the adventures of a conservative, evangelical former beauty queen reject from Paris, Tennessee as she plunges headlong into the deep, Blue State waters of New York City and Philadelphia.… Read the rest
Another Soccer Boo-Boo
When two soccer players go up to head the ball at the same time, usually somebody wins the ball and somebody loses. Sometimes they both miss the ball and instead hit each other. As long as both players get up and play on, the standard sideline parent joke goes something like this: “Well, somebody just lost a few SAT points,” followed by peals of riotous laughter. It’s an old joke which for some reason never seems to lose it’s punch.
Having been thoroughly traumatized by the last soccer boo-boo in Atlanta, I gladly allowed Eyegal to handle the most recent tournament in Nashville.… Read the rest