\n“Gentlemen, it is better to have died as a small boy than fumble this football.”\n<\/p>\n
\n-John Heisman\n<\/p>\n
\n“Or throw another INT.”\n<\/p>\n
\n-Stagger Lee\n<\/p>\n
\nNot much you can say about that one. Georgia is indisputably the better team – mostly because Knowshon Moreno is faster than Walt Flanigan’s DAWG and will probably pick up another Heisman to go alongside Walker and Sinkwich – but I think Vanderbilt can stand toe to toe with any team in the country. The problem is, they don’t have enough to get over unless they do every single little thing right. The turnovers in the last two games have been the difference maker.\n<\/p>\n
\nThe less said about Longshore at Cal, the better.\n<\/p>\n
\nIn other news:\n<\/p>\n
\n* When I finally go the way of all flesh, I insist that somebody round up a Dixieland band for my wake. In fact, I would like drinking, dancing, and probably only a couple of sappy tracks (probably a couple of Killers tunes and Springsteen singing the Unplugged version of “Thunder Road.”). There’s no reason you can’t show people a good time just because you’re, you know, done.\n<\/p>\n
\n* Cash bar, though. I’m as Scottish dead as alive.\n<\/p>\n
\n* I can still go out, knock down a half-dozen DRANKS, pour myself into bed at 2:15 AM and still arrive at breakfast at 8:30, on time, on target, and fresh as a !-ing daisy. However, as Chris Rock says, “just because you do it don’t mean it’s to be done.” All I can say is thank God the Skins don’t kick until 1:15.\n<\/p>\n
\n* I like to think the youth of America find me colorful and entertaining, and in the proper setting – say, dinner – I’m a smashing guest. However, at age 36 and married, I have about as much function at a dance club as tits on a tree. I also question the efficacy of a bar that has Laphroaig but not Maker’s Mark. I mean, WTF, and what that place does to Guinness shouldn’t happen to Al-Qaeda. It is comical, though, to watch people rockin’ out to Bell Biv Devoe and think “you weren’t BORN when that came out.”\n<\/p>\n
\n* I frequently wonder aloud to my lovely bride “why don’t we go out in Palo Alto more often?” Last night around 1:30, I figured it out – because it’s full of Palo Alto people, mostly Stanfurdites, and because there’s no Irish pub there.\n<\/p>\n
\n* I see that the 703 no longer counts as “Real Virginia.” Based on what I know of Virginia beyond the broadcast reach of WJFK, I daresay that’s just fine. Mambo Sauce says that the new DC is the DMV – District, Maryland, and Virginia – and I find no fault with their assertion, especially since I am now off to the bar to watch the Skins handle their business. They’d better, anyway, or Bickel is going on suicide watch.\n<\/p>\n
\n* The high-school kid at dinner next to me last night was literally young enough to be my own child. Does that make me some kind of old fart?\n<\/p>\n
\n* My Buddy Vince Sez, “Beer is good.” The fact that his daughter is going to school dances may be a factor.\n<\/p>\n
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