Last night I watched Jacksonville at New England. It was one of the best NFL games I have ever seen.
The Jaguar’s David Garrard (QB) has always looked better than good. Last night he was inspired. He impressed me to the point of adding him my list of elite players.
In the Divisional Championships I have seldom seen a team play as well as the Jag’s did last night. The game plan was solid, worked well and impressively. Except they ran into one of the greatest teams of all time and a guy who is poised on being the best ever QB not in the Hall Of Fame, Tom Brady.
Brady even managed to eclipse the brilliant performance of Brett Favre earlier that day. What could have been better than Favre in a snowstorm chucking the ball as he falls to the ground? David Garrard’s first TD pass while he was being savaged, for one and Tom Brady’s emotional machine like performance for another.
Tom Brady is still my favorite player in the NFL, Brett Favre is still my favorite QB and now Garrard has moved into that pantheontology.
Jack Del Rio has proven himself a superb coach. If Pete Carroll should (shudder) leave USC for the NFL, Del Rio is still my first pick as his replacement. He looked into the maw of the cannon and came out ready to play. Better he had a team ready to crush the monster that is the Patriots.
I hope that todays games provide that level of professional play and vivid excitement. This might be a generous wish as I might not be able to see the games.
A dispute with the cable company . . . is that anything new to anyone?
Does anyone need a better illustration of the evils of a monopoly? And what ever got into the heads of the government to support and encourage this monopoly. I understand how we got to this point but I can’t believe so little is being done to correct the issue.
Monopolies have always held to the same credo. Higher prices and increasingly worse products.
After spending a couple of hours on hold listening to bad muzak and annoying commercials for extending my cable package I was finally able to talk to a person a few days later.
It appears the cable company reduced our service as I was disputing a 20 buck charge . . . I just got a bill on Friday that was due on the 28th of January. Part of the bill was for the services they decided to reduce . . .
Confuses me too.
The end result was me passing on “discussing” the issue by being put on hold to talk to someone else and stating, “I think the best thing to do is to rip the cable box out of the wall and returning it to the cable company tomorrow.”
Pretty rash for me but the effrontery of it was amazing.
Imagine getting your car repaired. You spend 100 bucks and then say, “Hey, you charged me for a Ford part and this is a Chevy! I’m not paying you the 20 bucks for the part till this is sorted.”
Now in the middle of the night the repairman comes and swipes your four tires claiming he is holding them until you pay him the 20 bucks!”
Fortunately I don’t watch much TV, just movies and I have a big enough collection to seldom depend on TV for them. I really only watch football. As much as I hate bars I’d rather sit in a bar to watch the Super Bowl than give these guys anymore of my paltry sum of money.
It won’t make a difference to anyone but me.
On a cooler note: You know I’m a Buddy Holly fan. It seems that all the way back in 1989 this crazy French cat is also a Buddy Holly fan. Difference is that he owned an independent record label. He commissioned a mess of post punk artists to cover Buddy Holly tunes to commemorate the 30th anniversary of his passing. Rah!
Its pretty good, there’s frankly two scary acoustic tunes from the dementia praecox king, Roky Ericson, a pretty straight forward cover of “Peggy Sue” from Falco but its the 29th track that floors me.
I’m a big Saints fan. Chris Bailey is some kind of twisted dwarf monster who’s freaky deadpan monotone vocal surrounded by jangly crunch guitars and mellow blues horns thrills and pleases me.
They do a cover of Holly’s “It Doesn’t Matter Anymore”. Its the reason I got the CD.
It isn’t often in life that you have unusually high expectations and have them exceeded. Bailey’s version is surprisingly heartfelt and emotional. Its almost sweet, except that Bailey brings in a cruel edge of reality that threatens to move the song from the pop world to the operatic stage. He doesn’t, don’t think he wanted to, but its that tension that adds to the power of the tune. Yow! Double yow! You need a cold shower after this one.
My blood sugars are responding. This morning was the first time that the levels were below my maximum. Also worth a double yow! I got a present of the new BB King endorsed One Touch Glucose Meter. It is cool and much easier on the bleeding fingers and on the jabbing myself!