Sunday, September 19, 2004

The weekend is almost over

Damn.
I was actually enjoying the weekend. It was a football-filled weekend, which is never a bad thing. On Friday, I was in person to see my former high school get their asses handed to them by the rich, private, preppy fuckheads 28-14. Apparently, Collegiate had more motivation than we did, and perhaps it was a payback game from last year's 41-6 beating. It could be a bit of a down year for the Swathers, but it happens when you lose your skill postitions.
Saturday rolled around and I really did have every intention of rising and going to watch my cousin play volleyball. Unfortunately, my bed was a little too comfortable and I slept until the game was slated to begin. I was put on softball watch at 11 a.m. as it seems there was a bit of dissention between Twin 1 and the rest of the team. I guess the team went 2-1 and then got trounced because they had too much down time between games and the beer flowed freely. On a positive note, it sounds like we could be playing in a November ball tourney. Yes, I know, November? It could be chilly, but hell it's softball. I'm curious as to see if the dissention will spill over into the normal league games and see if I become a regular.
The Huskers won after a great first half and a horrible second half. It looks as if the big red machine has a bit of work to do yet. By the time the game was over, I fell back asleep on the couch until Josh called for score updates. After that, I changed shirts and went to play poker. It was a productive evening mainly because I won eight bucks. My uncle was the big winner, winning $31. TR was the other winner of an incredible 60 cents. My pops, my dad's only friend and Tubby lost. I'm kind of shocked that I actually won, because i was drinking margaritas. They were a bit strong, probably because I was mixing them, and not really paying attention to the ratios of alcohol to mix. We didn't get home until 3 a.m. and I didn't get to sleep until 4.
I know I should have gotten up and gone to church, but again, bed was much too comfy for me to leave. I did get up in time to watch the FOX NFL show and then I watched the Chiefs fall apart. (Hey all you idiots out there that said Gunther was the answer, guess what? He's NOT. If you want to be a better defense, bring in the right personnel. Being that teams last year riddled the same people playing defense now, common sense says that the people on the field are the problem.) Basically it was all filler until the Cowboys played the late game. Way to go, Boys. We got a much needed win, and yes when I say we, I am part of the fan base. It shouldn't have been a nail biter, but oh well, shit happens.
I need to do laundry, so I guess I had better get it started. And I'm spent.