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Ex-wife stories

could fill a book..

1997 Notre Dame..

My crazy, vindictive ex-wife and I were a few weeks away from getting our divorce finalized. I spent Friday night at my sweetie's house, my trusty Dodge van parked out front.

In the morning I came out and was greeted with four flat tires. I just figured the lunatic wife had let all the air out, since she knew where I would be that night. Got the tires filled up and headed to the game. After a couple hours tailgating on the golf course they were flat once again. Seems they had all been punctured by an ice pick.

Undaunted, we headed into the game. Missed the Griese-to-Streets TD pass early in the 3rd quarter because the girl friend just had to have a sausage sandwich at halftime. Never forgave her for that. But I digress..

Game over, we returned to the golf course and continued the party. When it came time to leave I told my tale of woe to the tailgaters around us. In a flash, there were generators coming at me from everywhere. One for each tire, looked like a NASCAR pit stop! Thirty miles home with no problems.

First time poster..

What is interesting to me about that '97 defense is the mass celebrations after a big play..a group enthusiasm that seems to be missing from lads of the last  decade.

Have to admit I didn't really enjoy when Woodson would break out that little shimmy of his..