…until your well runs dry. The line, of course, is from that great ol’ blues song, the best versions of which are done by Otis Redding and Taj Mahal. I prefer Taj’s, myself. And I digress, yet again. I dunno what’s up with me of late, but I seem to have hit a prolonged dry spell… fresh out of things to say. Have you noticed? (ed: Duh. Dumb question, Buck. Of course they have!)
Notre Dame set an NCAA record last night, losing their ninth consecutive bowl game. Ignominy. It was oh-so-painful to watch. I don’t want to talk about it…
I’m one-for-three as far as bowl games are concerned, meaning those games where I had some sort of vested interest in the outcome. ND and Big Blue lose, Boise State
Oh, to have been at The Joe… to see this:
Photo caption: “Steve Yzerman's jersey hangs with those of Terry Sawchuk, Alex Delvecchio, Ted Lindsay, Sid Abel and Gordie Howe in the Joe Louis Arena rafters. (MANDI WRIGHT/Detroit Free Press)”
From the Detroit Free Press:
Yzerman, 41, retired July 3 after 22 seasons, all of them with the Wings, 19 of them as the captain. He won three Stanley Cups, an Olympic gold medal, scored 692 career NHL goals, going about it all with a humility that belied his immense talent. He never sought the spotlight but his hockey renown won him fans all over North America and beyond.
Long-time readers know Steve Yzerman is in the A-rank of my heroes. SN1 watched The Captain's number retirement ceremony in real-time, as he has the NHL Center-Ice Tee Vee package, and gave me blow-by-blow descriptions of the festivities night before last. I can only imagine how absolutely electric the atmosphere must have been in The Joe. The Captain is arguably Deee-troit’s most-loved sports figure of the last 20 years or so.
And speaking of hockey…I’ve seen the Wings play exactly once so far this season. It…uh…hurts to be at the mercy of OLN where hockey is concerned. And the play-offs are a loooong way away.
And so it goes…
Today’s Pic: Another shot of the St. James hotel in Cimarron . This time it’s an interior shot, which gives you a bit of that Ol’ West flavor. The ex-GF and I seated in a “good place.” May, 2004.
Beautiful, I love the elk and the pheasant, and the piano :)
ReplyDeleteBoy, do I relate to the well running dry. I sit at my keyboard and can't think of a thing that would be even remotely interesting.
ReplyDeleteSorry about the Sugar Bowl. It looked for a minute that ND was going to make a game of it. I guess not. I went to bed at halftime, so I didn't see the final score until today.
I've never really gotten into hockey, though.
Jesse ran for rodeo queen in Cimarron and had an interview in the Lobby of the St. James. There was a live parrot in the lobby at that time that screeched and was obnoxious.
ReplyDeleteThe Brown Hotel in Spring, NM is one of my favorite places to have breakfast. It is rather old west, too. The actor, Wilford Brimley eats there regularly.
I know how it feels to be dry. We need a jump start (or kick start).
I'm glad my grandmother has left this world and cannot see NDs losses. She loved ND football and Bobby Knight basketball (and of course Atlanta Braves baseball, same as me).
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