So the NFL, not satisfied with the millions advertisers pay for the privilege of hawking their wares during the game, is rumored to have decided to make the half-time performers pay to play. I’m thinking of doing it. I just need a few sponsors willing to give me a million dollars. Anyone?
http://jerrymabbott.com/2014/10/22/im-doing-the-super-bowl-half-time-show/
I saw an ad in the newspaper for one of the urgent care facilities. The ad read that you can "Call ahead for an appointment and avoid the wait!" Really? I'm not sure they really grasp the concept of "Urgent Care".
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What am I, psychic? How am I supposed to know when I'm going to have an urgent care event? Knowing me, I'm certain it will happen but, not having attended mystic school, I have no idea when or where it might be. That's why God created 9-1-1.
I read on the electronic sign out in front of one of these places that said "Walk-ins Welcome!" What if I was involved in some sort of freakish tricycle spill which rendered me unable to walk? Somehow, I think the emergency room would be a better choice.
Who understands the medical profession, anyway? Insurance plans that no one really knows how to successfully process a claim, co-pays, etc. How many times have you checked in at the doctors office and gave them your insurance card and they put everything into their computer system, then ask you what your co-pay is?
I don't even understand the medical language. Some time ago, I read that some poor schmuck was in an automobile accident, had two broken ribs and a broken ankle. The hospital reported that he was in "good" condition. Good? Really? In that case, I'm FANTASTIC! I've stopped telling people to have a good day now, because I don't want them to break their bones.
I heard a radio commercial recently for one of those clinical trials. This particular one was about depression. No lie, the guy said, "Are you depressed? Very depressed? Call our hotline now to see if you qualify for free treatment!" I'm thinking, qualify? What if I'm depressed, call, and DON'T qualify??
I think if I ever found myself in that situation, I would call and make an appointment with the Urgent Care facility.
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Once, as I was playing baseball, I threw out the potential winning run at home plate. Then I awoke and discovered I had completely shattered the mirror above my dresser.
That's how much I I love the game. I used to sleep with with a baseball near my pillow. Until that incident, however. It ended there.
It took place, my dream, during the World Series. Wow! Even in my dream, I could smell the newly fresh cut grass. The smell of hot dogs, peanuts and beer. The sound of the crowd, as some cheered, while others bood.
When I think about the dream, the term "World Series' or "World Champions" seems a bit arrogant, doesn't it? There's only one other country that sports a MLB team, and that's Canada. North American Champions? Okay. MLB champs? Yeah. World Camps? Nope.
It's the same with the NFL and professional hockey. Let's get the CFL (Canadian Football League) involved. I'm not sure that any other countries play the American version of football. It's mostly soccer matches elsewhere.
Now that we have soccer teams as well, if a team wins it all, they can legitimacy be called "World Champions". I love our country. I just think that we, as a people, can sometimes be a bit arrogant.
Let's see if Japan would like to integrate their fine league with ours. How about the Dominican Republic? Any country that sports either professional American football, baseball or hockey. Just a thought.
See you tomorrow.
I am so ashamed of what I've done. It's worse than you think. I became a fan of the Miami Dolphins.
This time of year is bittersweet for many, including me. It's playoff time! Yabba Dabba Do!! But, that also means that we're heading like a bullet train to the end of the season. Horrible.
I love NFL Football. I'm a junkie, hooked, jonesing, thirsty - whatever you want to call it, there am I. Some people enjoy the Super bowl for the commercials. Others, the food and party. I'm in it for the game.
Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy the commercials, so I watch them, and I do enjoy the food. What I don't enjoy is all of the chatter that goes on during the game. People get offended. Sorry. To me, it's like going to the theater to catch a live performance, and people having conversations. It's not done.
We tolerate it because we must. The ladies are there, and most couldn't care less about the game. Luckily, my wife is a football fan. Shannon, a dear friend of ours, is a die hard fan. They are the only ladies close to me that really enjoy the game.
I even hate the half time show. I don't care who's performing. The intermission is far too long. I don't like all of the pregame hype either. I record the game and wait for about 45 minutes to start watching. Why? So I can fast forward through the half time marathon. Get back to the game, already.
Some would say that is fanaticism, and they would be right. That's why it's bittersweet. Tomorrow, it's over. No more Sunday, Monday or Thursday games. It's over until the fall.
Baseball isn't quite the same, even though I'm a San Francisco Giants fan, and they are awesome. 162 games? Let's fast forward to September. The season is winding down to the "World Series" (another blog coming on that topic), and when it's over, it's right into NFL action. Yabba Dabba Do!!
See you tomorrow.
Yesterday, I pretended I was the King of Lithium. Yes, Lithium. It's pretend, right?
Pretending is an artform lost at adolescence, I've been told. I don't believe it. How about the adult who feels such a tie to a sports team, they pretend they are somehow legally connected to the team? You can tell, because they'll use terms, such as "We" or "My" in reference to the team. "Wow, that was a tough [game, match, etc.], but we won!
It's not just sports, either. Soap Operas would never have become so popular, had it not been for playing pretend." My Stories" is a reference we've all heard. They're losing popularity now, due to the onslaught of reality shows, which are not really reality, it's pretend. Let's all head out to a secluded island, get rained on, physically tortured and socially bullied for 39 days and see if someone gives us a million dollars.
There are books and films in which we get lost, even vacations. We daydream about sitting at an outdoor cobblestone cafe in Paris or Tuscany. Climbing Mt. Everest, skydiving - it seems as though we all pretend something. Thank God.
Imagine a world without imagination. How mundane would that be? I remember an episode of "Wonder Years", when Kevin and his Dad were camping. The father talked of the log cabin he would build as a retirement home. He had talked about it many times, always with a smile. This time, however, Kevin reminded his Dad that he would never build that cabin; that it was merely a pipe dream never to be fulfilled. Kevin's Dad's smile disappeared, never to return.
Let's be careful with what others pretend. If it's not harmful to others, let it be. Dashing hopes and dreams is dangerous and mean.
As for me? I love being King of Lithium. I'll never run out of medicine or batteries.
See you tomorrow.
Josh Brent, a Dallas Cowboy and DUI offender, has don it again. This time his teammate, Jerry Brown lost his life.
Brent spent time behind bars on his DUI, but apparently to no avail. It seems that many NFL players behave as though the laws do not pertain to them.
Considering the incidents of violence, in and out of the home, clearly the league must take drastic measures. These men need to understand they are people who must obey the laws of the land.
There should be a zero tolerance policy, I think. If a player is convicted of a crime, they are out of the league forever. No second chances.
Playing in the NFL is a privilege, not an entitlement. In my opinion, Michael Vick should not be in the league. Plaxico Burress should not have been allowed back in.
Celebrated people getting special treatment, allowed to break laws needs to stop. It is not successful. So many celebrities get away with things that ordinary citizens do not. Halle Berry getting community service for a hit and run in 2000? Really?
So, who's to blame for all of the incidents taking place by celebrities, with nothing more than a slap on the hand? Societies' obsession with celebrities? The justice system? The companies who continue to hire the offenders?
I'm sure there are many of you with various opinions. I respect them all.
