The Benevolent Dictator recently asked me to be a guest columnist and when the B.D. asks, I listen (not really, but let’s agree that she is better off thinking that I do). Anyhow, every once in awhile you will be able to find my ramblings (probably the best way to describe my thoughts and writing) here on her blog. You may ask “Coach, is there anything we should know about you before we read? The B.D. gave us 101 things to know about her”. Here is the Cliff’s Notes version of my 101:
Grew up and still live in the South (presently in the DEEP South)
Younger Brother to the B.D.
Older Brother to the Monkey Nurse
Husband to one (she has yet to earn a special “call sign” on the blog), Father of 2
College Baseball Coach
DO like the work “crotch” and use it frequently coaching baseball catchers
Calves of a Greek God
That’s about it…now for the first entry:
You know the distorted letter/number combos that you have to type in when you are buying tickets @ Ticketmaster or doing any # of other things online? I don’t know why but I feel highly pressured by them and don’t like feeling like I have to do them if I want to go see Def Leopard (who happened to be on the Ticketmaster homepage when I pulled it up), NASCAR (Yes, I can proudly say that I have been to Talladega) or Jim Gaffigan (HOT POCKETS). It’s like a test that has no purpose. If you type it in wrong you feel really dumb, but if you type it in right you only find that the tickets for the concert you wanted to go see are outrageously priced and there are no good seats available and, if they were available, they would cost $375 for a pair and, lets face it, I’m not going to pay that kind of money to see anyone.
