Quick Thoughts

Three quick sports moments (of course) from our household.

- I only have enough space in my head for the important stuff.

On our way home from the football game last Saturday night, Melissa and I were talking about how great the punter from the other team was. His punts carried at least 40 yards and got several more from the roll; at least twice, he pinned Robinson within the 5. Melissa's comment - "He reminded me of that kid who played at A&M in the late Nineties." My reply - "Yeah, Shane Lechler, he was awesome; he was the only reason y'all beat Texas 20-16 in '99. Forget McCown to Bumgardner, it was Lechler. He was also the only reason y'all be K-State in double overtime for the Big 12 Championship."

Then, about five minutes later: "Hey, you haven't seen my money clip, have you? It's been missing since yesterday."

- Sports also have a way of making you (me) feel old. I got home from the mall at 8 last night, just in time to watch Texas and Arkansas. The big story was this was the first time the two teams faced each other since 1991.

Doing some rough math, I was the approximate age of most of the starters on UT's team and their starters were the approximate age of my youngest nephew the last time this rivalry occurred.

They have no memory of Strollin' Nolan; the SWC days and Barnhill South; Todd Day bowin' up to LJ.

- Speaking of quasi-irrelevant and should-be-forgotten-about moments from a decade and a half ago:

I was talking to a friend today about our favorite courses we've played. He mentioned playing the Ocean Course at Kiawah Island. Of course, I asked if Calcavechhia was still crying. Acknowledging the on-going cruelty of the situation, he mentioned a buddy of his played his tee shot to the 17th green within a couple of inches from the pin. He danced around the tee box singing, "Take that, Calc!". Of course, he was playing the whites and didn't have the entire world watching his every shot.

Still, it never gets old.