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Sports
Im the Paintball God
Nov 13th
I went paintballin a few weekends ago with my 12 year old cousin and his buddy. Man oh man, I had a blast. I could have done without the inflated cost of paint at the course (I should have been better prepared but it was a spur of the moment thing) but nonetheless it was awesome.
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The place we went (Dodge City Paintball in Peidmont I think) was nice. Friendly staff. Explained everything. It had about 5 arenas. Speedball, woodball, a graveyard, and a World War II setup
I kicked ass. I made it almost the entire day without ever taking a round. I say almost because in the final round I took one directly in the neck. Let me tell ya, it friggin hurt. I mean almost wet myself hurt. I wad actually pretty pissed because the guy that shot me was a regular there with a gun that was full auto and cost over $1200.00. No way should he have been mixed in with kids and adults who had never played before.
I will definitely be going again. The pic is of me rocking my facemask.
The Minnesota Vikings Hate Grandmothers!
Nov 9th
Driving to work this morning I heard a story on the radio. Surely, I thought, they must have misreported. No one is this low, this insensitive, this DUMB. After searching the internet I came to find out it was true.
Troy Williamson of the Minnesota Vikings was fined one game’s salary. Good! He was doing drugs, right? Surely he was in cahoots with Michael Vick and fighting dogs! He must have had another Viking’s Boat Tour with hookers and all, correct?
Nope! He missed their game versus the San Diego Chargers to attend his Grandmother’s funeral! A Funeral for Christ’s sake! And not a 3rd cousin twice removed. The man’s Grandmother! Williamson was too busy making travel arrangements for his family and burying his grandmother to come the game. It isn’t even as if he just didn’t show. He TOLD them he was going to miss the game. This, my friends, is a PR nightmare for the Vikings. My 12 year old niece fresh from recess could do a better job making decisions for the Vikings than the moron who allowed this one to happen.
Williamson makes about 450K a year so this fine was a measly $25,588. WOW! That is close to my base salary a YEAR. This almost makes me glad my grandparents have all moved on to better places so that Vikings don’t try to garnish my wages! The Vikings coach had the nerve to comment on this and say something along the lines of “we are a business.” Hey Brad Childress, you’re an idiot. About 95% of “companies” in America offer their employees bereavement time off (I have included a link the definition for your dumb ass). Way to stick your stupid foot in your mouth and make yourself look even more heartless. You and your PR rep should have mulled over that response a little while longer.
Sad thing is.. I was becoming a Vikings fan since Adrian Peterson was drafted by these fine examples of humanity. AD… Pray for free agency.. SOON! Then run your ass outta town!
Hide your grandparents folks, the Vikings are coming!
Good Bye and Good Luck Adrian, you ROCK!
Jan 15th
It is a sad, sad day for Oklahoma Sooner fans. However, it is a great day as well. The Oklahoma Sooners will be without their star running back next year, the beast, All-Day, Adrian Peterson. A.D. is headed pro and most likely to the Raiders. As much as I dislike the Raiders, I will be a fan if this is the case. Watching this kid play football for the last 3 years has been a true treat. Every snap, every play could be a clip of the week or a play of the game. His explosive and raw running style brought a smile to my face.
In an excerpt from SoonerSports.Com, Adrian said:
The lure of staying at Oklahoma was tied mainly to the relationships Peterson established with teammates, especially those in his recruiting class.
“I came in with all those guys and I think a lot about the relationships we’ve built and all the hard work we’ve put in together.”
Bravo A.D. If there was a reason to stay, and that is pushing it, this was it. You do it for your boys! Your teammates.