joy of buddy don: them phils!

ifn yer a long time reader of this here blog, ye dun alreddy know i have been rootin fer them phillies since i wuz 8 years ole (1962). i cum to be a phillies fan one saturdy when thay wuz a game on the tee vee twixt the phillies n cubs. at that time, i had more baseball cards frum them two teams than i had frum inny other team. i had been a'rootin fer the yankees up till then (in the south thay wudnt no team till atlanta moved thar over a decade later), but i wonted to switch to the nashnull league n quit rootin fer the yankees on a counta daddy kep sayin twuz easy to root fer a team that dint never lose.

so i deecided that whoever won that thar game, i wood root fer them. lucky fer me twuz them phils.

oh they have dun made me pay fer my loyalty time n time agin. i mite never wooda becum a fan atall ifn them phils hadnt led the league almost all year long in 1964 ere they had pullt off one of the gratest chokes of all time, witch lucky a nuff fer me, them mets dun em one better last year.

then thay wuz 1980, when they won it all n i figgerd thay wood probly win a cuple more worl serieses after that, but twernt to be. by 1983, thay wuz bein calld the wheeze kids n them baltimore orioles proovd they dint have a nuff to win agin.

then in 1993, durin a time of grate personull grief (witch i will eggsplain by and by), they wuz beat by toronto whenever wild thang (thar reliever) made a grate pitch that joe carter hit over the left field wall, witch twood be the walkoff homer of the hole series.

i wuz afraid to say much bout my hopes this year (dint wonta janx em), but they finely cum thru.

i caint say why a bidy feels good whenever thar team favert wins one, but tiz a verr nice feelin. it dont fix nuthin. dont really matter much cumparrd to whuts a'goin on with the economy n such.

but it do feel good!

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feelins of buddy don: ouch

i tuck a day of vacayshun today sos i could stay up way past my bed time to watch them vol mens bball team play agin loovull. i wuz really hopin we could finely beat a rick pitinos team after loozin 13 strate or even make it to the elite eight! i reckun ye dun know how it turnt out: 79-60, cardnulls.

ouch!

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pomes of buddy don: Reaching the Summit

Reaching the Summit

The Lady Vols have once more reached the Summit
With Summitt as their coach it’s no surprise –
Some say they’ve won too often but, dadgummit,
They played their Orange hearts out for the prize.

For Hornbuckle, Spencer and Auguste
All knew they had important roles to play –
Their defense was tenacious, never rusty,
Yet they weren’t to be big stars on this day.

Great praise was heaped upon Candace Parker
And true enough she did not disappoint –
When double-teamed she took it as a marker
To get assists as if she played the point.

The sparkplug of the team was Shannon Bobbit
Whose hustle at both court ends set the pace –
And though she is no bigger than a Hobbit
Her dagger threes were biggest in the place.

Pat Summit preaches rebounds and defense,
Which makes choosing the MVP less tricky –
Her defense and rebounding were intense
For me the MVP was Anosike.

It’s true that Candace Parker has no equal —
Should she return, next year might be a sequel!

but wait! thays more. miz bd dun wuz inspired to rite her a lil pome on the same subjeck:

them Lady Vols
the short
the tall
they won it all

thanks to coach Summitt
they dunnit

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quik note of buddy don: recommendayshun fer espn

to them folks over at espn. ye gut whut ye call 'whip around coveridge' of the ladies basketball turny. thats whar ye tease yer audients by showin em a bit of one game n then switch over to show em a bit of a nuthern till ye find one that mite be a goodn n then mayhap ye dwell on it fer a quarter or two. i reckun ye do the same thang now n then fer that thar mens turny too.

heres my sugjestchun: why dont ye call it jerk around coveridge? on a counta thats whut yer a'doon to yer audients: yer jerkin em around.

ye had them lady vols on n aint no doubt twoodnt be much of a game, but fer them amung us with orange blood, twuz cruel teasin to move it frum them to michigan state vs delaware, witch wuz a better game n shoulda been yer focus frum the git go.

that is all.

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mixed happy ness of buddy don: glad fer them colts, but ...

yesterdy we gut sum bad news: one of miz bds furst cusins passed away after a long struggle with cancer. she n miz bd wuz close in age n all so it kindly putt a damper on our happy ness to see them colts win, to see my dungy git his furst trophy, to see peyton manning git his.

twuz a reeminder of the most importunt facks. we live, we luv or not, we die. sum win, sum lose, but ever last one of us has gut to die. may she rest in peace.

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happy ness of buddy don: them Colts!

i am a tired but verr happy man this mornin on a counta them colts finely makin it into the superbowl. ever since peyton manning deecided he wood return fer his senior year of collidge, i been a fan of his. i am now even a fan of them colts, witch the mos i ever dun wuz drive thru indianapolis one time n i dint much keer fer the way reggie miller made them knicks look foolish (back befor the knicks showed patrick ewing the door, back, that is, when i could git myself to keer much fer them knicks).

but i have been a huge fan of tharn ever since they tuck peyton fer the qb.

las nite he give us ever thang innybidy could ever wont of a qb n then sum.

normally me n miz bd sleeps with the chickens, as they say, gittin into bed by no latern nine pee em, but i had to stay up to watch the game on a counta how could innybidy turn away frum it? twuz the best game of the post season so fer.

no more questchuns of monkees on the back.

no more talk of peyton bein grate but chokin when thangs is on the line.

no more talk of legacy.

jes that we seen one of the verr best qbs in the histry of the game.

now ifn only the magick kin keep up long a nuff to beat them bears, witch i lack them purty good as well.

n aint it grate that ye git not one but two black hed coaches fer the furst time in a superbowl?

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