WHAT a weekend. I tell you, life is never boring in the Wake Forest athletic operations department. We hosted three baseball games against top-10 Florida State and two tennis matches. Saturday's baseball game was regionally televised, and from what I hear you could see my boss waving to the TV cameras at some point. Funny stuff.
So after all my bitching last week, I've decided I have absolutely no common sense when it comes to relationships. That is why I have determined that from here on out, all of my possible dating prospects will have to go through an intense screening process by Erich and Jennifer. Not that they are the end all, be all of relationship law, but they've got a much better handle than I do.
Townies kill me. If you've read yesterday's Red Zone, you will see that Red, Holmesy and I were greeted by one of Winston's more "popular" townies at Burke Street Sunday night. Yes, we were out on a Sunday. It was a long weekend. Trust me. On top of totally trying to dis Dean, this guy sits there and tells us how he got out of a speeding ticket driving home from the district attorney's house. Apparently he knew the cop, and honestly … honestly … this guy was speeding to get water off of his car from a sprinkler he had passed.
Are you for real? This guy is sitting here, babbling to us about some silly story just so we know how important and popular he is. NEWS FLASH, I could care less who you are. Nor do I really care you worked Wake basketball camp. Townies scare me. These are the same people who start all of these brawls in Burke street, at LEAST one a week. Hey buddy, unless you are some hot chick who is looking for interesting conversation, don't bother me. Don't get me wrong. I thoroughly enjoy meeting new people, but when I'm chillin' with my buds at the bar, realize that.
Am I a townie just because I grew up in Winston? No. As Mike has said, at least I had the right mind to get out for several years. Not to mention, I'm trying to get out of here now.
My Jays just closed the deal on an opening day win against Boston. I'm hoping for a good season, but with a ball club that has let a lot of talent go in the past year, I fear a good season might be just wishful thinking. Man, I remember the glory years like they were yesterday … the Jays winning the AL East title after title. It really is quite a feeling to have "your" team do so well. I've invested a lot of time and emotion (including money, if you count all my Jays memorabilia) into my Jays, just hoping for another World Series run one day. I suppose it will take some time, but at least baseball season is in full swing.