Three Men and a Baby (of a Congress)

Three men are sitting in a bar.  Two are going to trial next year for lying under oath, allegedly.  The other is the modern day hero of the Democratic Party.  We all know William Jefferson Clinton lied about his involvement with a young White House intern, Monica Lewinsky.  However, what we do not know is why did Clinton receive a pass on his alleged perjury, yet the witch hunt is raging against Roger Clemens and Barry Bonds?  Let's look at the facts, shall we?

Merry Christmas...yeah, I said it: CHRISTMAS!

I absolutely love this time of year.  Christmas is my favorite holiday followed by Thanksgiving.  I love the festiveness, the unusual pleasantries which are exchanged by complete strangers in passing.  I love the excitement of innocent children as their giddiness increases as the days in December pass us by one by one.  I remember my youth and the excitement I felt in receiving the school calendar each year which read:  Christmas Break.  At some point while I was in school, this morphed into Winter Break.  So, what happened?  I would surmise that some myopic attorney felt the need to challenge the word Christmas in court, and in turn some hyper-sensitive asshat judge began what has become the wussification of America.  Oh, the outrage!  Actually having to read and hear the word Christmas!  Keep reading, it gets better...

The 5th Play Turned The Tide(s)

Aloha!  Been a while.  Let's get right to it:  The 5-7 campaign for the Texas Longhorns was dealt a final death blow over the weekend as coach and defensive coordinator, Will Muschamp, left the 40 Acres to replace Urban Meyer as the Head Coach for the Florida Gators.  Texas did their best to prevent this by naming Muschamp their "Head Coach in Waiting."  One glaring problem, no timetable was ever given to Muschamp on Mack Brown's decision to turn over the reins to the program.  Did I mention that Muschamp just tripled his salary?  Yeah, that's a thing.  While $900,000 goes a long way in Austin, TX, $2,700,000 goes a bit further in Gainesville, FL.  So, what happened here?

Every. Game. Counts. (that's what they tell you)

Why do I do this to myself?  Every season, I am giddy in September.  I know it is the beginning of a 13 week buffet of wondrous match-ups, unless of course if you happen to reside in one of the "power" conferences.  Then, the first three or four weeks feature opponents which are absolute cupcakes.  Hey, if you are going to offer a school close to $1 million, you may as well buy a victory.  Then the season begins to take shape as conference play ensues.  I'm so fired up by this point, I can barely contain myself.  Follow along after the break...