More then Coach to blame

It had style. Classy. Some would even call it a look that was cool. But by no means was it bullet proof. It was a sweater vest. Simply a sweater vest. Grey, Red. Tressel style.

I know we have all done things that we think "Yeah, i can get away with this?". WTF...This is not stealing a pack of gum. Selling merchandise that is given to you as a trophy of your accomplishments. Did you spit on them too as you gave them away. Wait i got off track, the vest guy forgot to share an email. Did he sell anything? No. He lied about his players. Protecting them with the vest. Should he no longer be head coach? He should not be coach because he broke the rules and lied by enormous rules set by the NCAA.

So the 5 players that sold stuff and broke the same rules, they are gone also? Uh....

Memorial Day Pride

On Memorial Day we look to remember those that have lost their life, or served time in the military, fire and police, to protect this country. It is this one day we set aside that we remember these people. Prior to 9-11 when you went to a sporting event when the national anthem played many were talking, walking around. You did not feel that USA pride.

This is why i share this story. Two weeks ago Mindy, Sara, and i went to a Rays game. We were late (big surprise) and we were still weaving in and out of people going towards our seats. All the sudden we hear them announce " Darius Rucker will now perform the national anthem". So the three of us, as we always would stopped, I removed my hat and Sara put her hand over her heart. What i didn't realize at first that this crowded walkway under the stands was quiet. Everyone stopped where they were, removed there hats and placed hands over their hearts. You could hear Darius sing the National Anthem. It was a wonderful feeling as no less then 500 people showing the same respect.

It is impossible to describe the pride of people again realizing the importance of USA Freedom. We forgot there and it is unfortunate that tragedy brought us back to where we should of always been. Our Freedom is a gift from those who protect it. May we never forget again and God Bless America.

Gray Hair and Sara

What a roller coaster ride i am on. Whoo.... I get to see my little girl, just 20 days away from Kindergarten graduation changing. Let us address those changes over the last school year. Firemen of Safety Harbor know my daughter on a first name basis. Gray hairs appear. Talk of a boy named ***. Her Boyfriend by name, but not a boyfriend. Darn right, you are only 5 and a half. Augh, more gray hair. First day of school can count to 10. Today can count to 40+, and add/subtract small numbers. Wow. Kindergarten was crayons and toys for me. Got out knowing my alphabet and count to 10. She comes home now with computer printouts. And again, more gray hair. She is the class "social club" leader. I was the quiet one in the corner, but the firemen would know my name too. You start at one end of the school and walk to the other and this kindergartner says hi to about 20 other kids. 20. How... Fast forward to last Saturday. We are seeing Darius Rucker in concert (see previous post on last time). This time i say "Its Darius. Arn't you excited?"...I get " yes dad, but i am coloring right now". She is so much like me and yet so much like her mom... Ugh...More gray hair, but i don't care. This is worth it.

Control

When did i lose control. I had it. I know i did. I said i did so i must of. Then i looked up....wait. Looked up? When did i stop being up? I was in control. From down here i controlled it. Down? I said it again. Down... Odd. Do not remember the down part. Then who has control? and when did i lose it? Did i really ever have it?
The many thoughts that keep my mind a stir. Why do the taunt me in this way? What do i do to get the control i thought i had back?
I keep thinking about how to get it back. New plan. Don't think about it and it will come back. Control is like Karma. I pay for what i do wrong. That i know. Control will come back, but when?