Houston means that I’m one day closer to you
Jul 30, 2007 Beer, Demarcus Faggins sucks, Jacoby Jones is unheralded, Mexican food, Secondary issues are primary, Self-Referential Stuff, Super Mario, The Fred, Training camp 2007, Vacation-related posts
Well, that didn’t exactly pan out like it was supposed to.1
I was supposed to spend all day Saturday at the Methodist Training Center; instead, I spent all day at Methodist hospital. I was supposed to see at least three (possibly four) practices; instead, I saw not a second. I was supposed to eat my body weight twice over in Mexican food and brisket; instead, I managed only a trip to Ninfa’s yesterday afternoon before I left Houston.
Which is not to say the weekend was all bad. The First Annual Texans Blogger Symposium and Drinkathon went off swimmingly. Tim and I (later joined by reader Will and his girlfriend2) solved a number of the Texans’ problems.
- We decided that (a) someone should run over Travis Johnson as he crossed the street, even if that means we can only afford to pay league minimum for a third string DT.
- We opined that Jacoby Jones is totally deserving of the mancrush all of us seem to be saddling him with, as we are pretty sure Kevin Walter will never be a viable #2.
- There was much discussion about blogging in general–a topic that I’m sure you can never hear enough about–and how Will Leitch changed everything (and is likely underpaid).
- Of course, there was discussion about the drafting of Mario Williams and, tangentially, the degree to which we love (Tim) or loathe (Me) a certain Titans’ QB.
- Sandwiched between jokes about my feelings re: Petey Faggins, we agreed that our best hope is that Fred Bennett can play CB2 and that, were we in charge, we’d put him there with instructions not to worry about play action–just stay with your WR, son.
- I believe there were at least three T-shirt ideas thrown out, which I am totally going to use. As soon as I remember what they were. They were funny, though. I think.
Other, non-Friday night stuff. I chose Ninfa’s yesterday for three reasons. First, it was the only place that received more than one vote, with Stacy and Tim both chiming in on it. Second, it was a ten-minute drive from the hotel. Third, when a place is described as “legendary,” I almost feel obliged to try it first. Anyway, I ordered the two beef tacos a la Ninfa and Stacy was right–those were the best tacos I have ever had. The salsa verde was awesome. The sopaipilla was excellent. And so on, and so forth.
Three other random tidbits about the weekend before I quit with the self-referential crap and turn to actual developments with the team.
- For lack of a better category, file this following under “Weird Shit. On the first leg of my flight (LR-DAL), seated a mere six rows ahead of me was one Barry Switzer. I still can’t figure out what the hell a former pro coach (who should still have millions in illegal booster money from his college coaching days hidden away in the Caymans) would be doing flying Southwest Airlines. Tim’s suggestion was “probably because they have a lax firearm-screening policy,” which is slightly more likely than my theory of him acting as Michael Irvin’s coke mule.
- Since moving to Little Rock, I have labored under the assumption that no sports radio could be worse than what we have here. Well 610 certainly gave that theory a run for its money. I was listening to drivetime on Friday and was shocked at how little grasp the two dudes had on NFL contracts, money, and suspensions. An entire discussion of Tank Johnson and who might sign him without a single mention of how he had to be signed BEFORE the suspension would take place. Dumb.
- So, that Galleria Mall of yours? Jesus.
1 Note my finely-honed gift of understatement.
2 I am completely blanking on her name, for which I apologize. I do remember, however, that she invented a drink that we named the “David Carr.” It is a not-so-potent concoction of Sprite, grenadine, and gin. It is pink. You can also turn it into the “Sandy Vag” by serving it in a salt- or sugar-rimmed glass.
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July 30th, 2007 at 9:44 am
Glad you made it back in one piece.
Not to be stalker-ish, but where do you live (city and state is fine, address might be a little much) and how’d you become such a diehard Texan without living in Houston?