And my response was, “That’s the last thing I want to do - pay attention and encourage some self-obsessed whacko who has left his family and replaced them with a series of 10-minute miles strung together.”
A fair game retort to my commentary would be, “Isn’t that what you do? Don’t you track the endeavors of those who are moving while you are standing still?”
Speaking of standing still, I ran into a former student I hadn’t seen since 1976. This guy has no sense of elapsed time so he just picked up a conversation in mid-sentence from 33 years ago but was checking me out up and down with a quizzical look on his face finally saying, “What did you do man? You went and got all big on me.”
I answered, “I just ate an entire tray of sticky buns from the cafeteria while the women were on break.”
His response was, “You still got them dumb dry old jokes. Hey, do they have any buns left?”
STYMIED - How bad are the Chicago Bears? Let’s roll back to the Little Rascals. Stymie is sitting on a curb looking at his little brother Cotton. “I wish Cotton was a cutlet,” Stymie says over and over.
Spanky steps into the scene. “And what kind of cutlet do you wish Cotton was, Stymie?”
“I wish Cotton was a veal cutlet!”
That was the routine from the 1930s, but I was thinking watching the Eagles and the Chicago Bears last Sunday night that the Bears would trade Jay Cutler for a veal cutlet or a bag of burgers off the dollar menu. Any reasonably accurate quarterback at the controls and the Bears are in the thick of the wild card race. I went on Facebook during the game and mentioned how horrible a quarterback I thought Jay Cutler had become as I looked into the helmet and just saw this crazy kid.
Responses came flowing back to me mostly bashing McNabb about how he can’t win close games and someone even wrote that “Rush was right about McNabb.”
So I responded, “They busted Rush for possession of nonscripted Viagra and painkillers - the Viagra for him and the painkillers for his date.”
Forget the politics - I’m all about the joke. I wish Rush were a rotisserie turkey!
By the way, Darla of the Little Rascals actually lived in Lewes during her retirement years.
SNIPPETS - The Delaware en’s basketball team - try giving away a ticket - fell to 1-3 on the season losing to Siena (minivans) 90-56. The Blue Hens play Virginia Tech at the Penn Palestra at 6:15 p.m., Saturday, Nov. 28, in the Philly Hoop Group Classic. I dropped a pair of 2’s at the Palestra in the 1964 Catholic playoffs. Anyone else in the readership that can prove ever dropping more than 20 anywhere besides a high school gym or a D3 crowd of less than 500 give me a heads-up and you will be instantly an Athlete of the Week.
The Tubby Raymond Devon Horse Show quality turf will be replaced this winter by field turf just like the kind installed at Cape and Milford. Milford’s second field for field hockey and soccer looks to be the best in the state.
The new Cape gym - I’m working on a nickname; the Little Big House was mine but they tore the house down - will host its first event Friday, Dec. 4, as the Viking basketball team plays host to the Dover Senators. There will be a brief dedication before the game and, remember my motto - “better slighted than invited” - although Superintendent George Stone has asked me to invite anyone I know should be part of the ceremony. Well, there was this Cape girl who shot into the wrong basket at the Little Big House. She just took the inbounds pass and backed home a layup in the wrong basket.
Speaking of women’s basketball, I am wondering if there are more 1,000-point scorers from the women’s program. I can think of Lillie Mapp, Joyce Millman Rauch, Wilma Coursey, Katie Delcampo, Maggie Widdoes, Donna Baker, Zelda Sheppard, Brittany Reid and Shaquanna Cannon.
Speaking of players, I am no Black Friday player except I can’t get to Gold’s Gym because of the traffic. There are plenty of things I want, but none that I need.
Time to paw in the dirt and get ready for the stampede!
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