my back locked up this morning and i got the shits from dinner last night/breakfast this morning. just the way i always want to spend a damn holiday. sadly, i figured my day would start this way after yesterday went so damn close to perfect. it was scary.
Manchester United showed that i had absolutely nothing to be worried about after they won 5-0 yesterday. a completely dominating win for all 90 minutes. i just wish they would play that way in the Premier League.
the New York Rangers responded nicely from their turd in Tampa with a 5-2 win at Florida. highlights are below:
the best part of last night was the Dayton Flyers. after the heartbreaking loss the night before, they responded as only i could have dreamed they would have. a dominating complete win over California, 82-64. the best part was the bench played out of their minds last night. and what i truly love about this team is the youth. they are all hungry and have attitudes in the good way. they want the world and they want it now. and i absolutely love freshmen who WANT to play defense. third place in the tourney and a well deserved few days off. hopefully they take this momentum and run with it.
not sure if i will do my laundry today as i'm not sure my back will allow that to happen. but, i do plan on getting my online Christmas shopping done while watching some football.
had a few unforeseen injuries in fantasy hockey last night that i truly didn't care for. always hate when i have to tinker with a team mid week. never fun.
well, for my other Thanksgiving tradition, here is the song that plays after the prayer:
a few things i am thankful for:
my mother and sister
that anyone actually reads this blog
for the wonderful people that publish my poetry
for the few friends that i actually have
and most of all...
that i finally learned to accept the pain
hope everyone has a great holiday. i will return tomorrow with adventures from the bank most likely.
William S. Burroughs - Dead City Radio
The Band - Greatest Hits
"The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest." - William Blake