The Trip from Aqua
Officer Lee Groinman. That's right, Washington's Most Fired Up Cop...
I've been ranting and ravin' about these late game start times due to the TV
God's for what seems like years now. But no, it's only been about a year and a
half, but that’s about ten years when you’re a Dawg, then you get home about
O'dark-thirty and you're dawg tired, so that just adds to the mix, an older more
tired Dawg at O'dark-thirty...make sense?
I'm about to throw in the towel and concede to all night games, in fact I would
have thrown in that towel there last Saturday night against those Arizona
Wildcats, but the damn thing was too heavy, the rain-soaked thing would have
probably knocked out some cheer leader, or some ref...
games, it's startin' to take me all day just to get to the darn game, might as
well make a night of it...
up 1-90 just about at Indian John Hill, there's this Department of
Transportation sign that reads; "Snoqualmie Pass 44 minutes".
never known the D.O.T to be a department of Liars, but I suppose there's a first
time for everything...
get a DOT sign that reads; "Right Lane Closed Ahead. One mile."
that one right, 'cept the whole darn freeway was already 'closed'. That one mile
took 38 minutes; well accordin' to the DOT I should be on top of Snoqualmie Pass
in somethin' like 7 minutes...
sign, courtesy of the DOT reads;
on Snoqualmie Pass. Lane Closures Ahead."
somebody's about to get blasted. They got another one right...
weather God's thought they'd get in on all the hilarity...Buckets of rain comin'
down sideways. And the accidents, one after another, have we never seen rain
before? And why are all these cars with W.S.U. Cougar crap on them all in the
ditch and sitting there on the freeway, and all of them bass-akwards?
the cougs are scheduled to take a whoopin' by the Stanford Cardinal in the Clink
Seahawk Stadium. That just may 'splain the heavy traffic at 9 am on Saturday
'freeway' opened up for a spell. I amped up the Camaro to 73 mph, the rain and
all, the Camaro likes to get up and run if ya' don't tether it down a notch...
mph freedom lasted for about 7 minutes, those same 7 minutes that I, and the DOT
had previously had mentioned...
Snoqualmie Pass looked like a war zone, a war zone all laid out in one gigantic
mud-puddle. Boulders the size of small apartment buildings was thrown here and
there, the freeway was like a Lake. Standin' water. That 'standin' water' is
always a spooky site to behold...
before I knew it, I was over the Pass, yeah right, what'd that take? About three
hours? Nearly felt like givin' up a prayer of thanks, but wait. I didn't think
it could get worse, but it's times like these that doin' your own thinkin' can
be more than hazardous...
and the clouds had teamed up, couldn't tell one from the other, a dynamic duo if
ya' asks me... Batman and Robin would be so proud…More wrecks, more cougs in the
ditch, more of that spooky 'standin' water'...
around Issaquah things lighten up a bit. At one point I spotted the sun… Must
have been a hallucination, I really don't know. By this point, I really couldn't
Camaro, I ordered that Boston Acoustic 9-Speaker sound system for him, it cost a
bit more, but worth it. The Camaro's sound system was playin' some classic
the Skies Are So Blue."
A sense of
humor, no extra charge...
looks like we're about to I-5 now, the BIG freeway! I’ve just got to get
over the 1-90 floatable bridge. Trust me, it’s good to be floatable on a
day like this, trust me...
On the floatable bridge
now, what in tarnation is THIS!
It's hundreds of cougs all dressed up in their red crimson! All wavin' their red
coug flags at me! They all got their smiley coug faces on as if to say; "Look at
me! I'm a Coug! I’m in Seattle!" Yup, they think I'm a dumb coug all on account
of the red Camaro!
I could be
a Stanford Cardinal? An Arizona Wildcat? But a coug? All three dress up in
red. There's a reason they're cougs...Red seemed to be the color
of the day. Soon that Boston Acoustic Sound System will be playin' the Connie
Sorry Now" for them cougs...
I'm on 1-5
now, and surprise, surprise, it's a blasted parkin' lot! Bumper to bumper. By
now I'm seein' red...
Opportunities do however; present themselves, all in good time folks…
Arizona team buses, all three of them, the police motorcycle escorts, it’s good
to see the Harley's once again. I tuck in behind the last motorcycle cop and put
on my cop hat, that last escort spied me thru his rear-view mirror, then I
flashed my badge, he gave me a nod and a wink, he figured that I was with the
team, that red Camaro and all, with red being the color of the day and all
Yup, I was
wearin’ Purple, but ya’ just can’t find good help these days…
Mountlake Bridge, she will stay down for a police escort...
Now at my
parkin' spot all safe and secure.
Camaro's Boston Acoustic Sound System started playin' a new tune…
"The Rain Song."
got that one right...
I do believe that the last time I saw rain like this
was in Florida, or Hawaii, or maybe both. Or Stanford… Both times I went to a
Stanford game, both night games, I came away water-logged…
The rain coming over the South stands roof of Husky
Stadium looked amazingly similar to Snoqualmie Falls. I’d have taken a photo
along about now, but my camera couldn’t see that far…
Seems we have a bit of a ‘Snoqualmie Pass’ theme
goin’ on around here today folks, hell ya’ never know where these things are
going…nor do I…
The price is the same…
So I’ve still got two hours until game time. Thought
I’d give my new/old friend a call.
The pretty Penny Pearl.
“Look Lee, you can’t call me until you do what
you’ve got to do.”
I got to the game didn’t I, what’d that take, about
5 hours? Women…go figure…
That Camaro’s Boston Acoustic Sound System decides
to get back in the act. This time it was the Georgia Satellites;
“Keep Your Hands to Yourself.”
“No huggy No Kissy
Till Ya’ Make Me Your Wife…”
Smart ass…It was time for the Husky Honks anyway…
I’m startin’ ta’ think that maybe we’ve made these
new cars just a little too smart, ya’ think?
Hey! That Camaro just flashed his high beams on me,
then blew his horn! Either he’s mad at myself or I just sat on the remote start…
Either way, that Camaro is grounded! Stuck in the
garage until October 12th! That’s right!
You Hear Me!
Seems Mr. Camaro now wants to add salt to my wound. It’s the
“I Want To Hold Your Hand!”
“I wanna hold your hand!”
“Shut your TRAP! WISE GUY!!”
I figured I’d keep that car forever, doin’ my own
thinkin’ once again. Just may renegotiate his contract, right after his bath
Now where was I? Oh yeah Stanford…
Epic battle to unfold. These Dawgs may have found
their ‘Big-Boy Pants’, just in time. Probably those purple pants with the white
jerseys, those new gold helmets were better than I first thought, but Groinman
here has always been behind the curve in the fashion world… Seeing Puyallup’s
Josh Garnett going 0-2 against the Dawgs alone would be worth the price of
Sark is gonna have to open up the playbook against
that Cardinal tree, but it is Stanford, it is at night, and it could rain like
The Dawgs have not behind at any point this season.
Let’s keep it that way… The Offensive Line, Keith Price, Bishop Sankey, and you
can pick any receiver you want, have all come into synch. Call it what you want.
The Defense is startin’ to look like a shet-storm on a mission. Welcome to the
party Mr. Austin Seferian- Jenkins…
Sankey goes for a buck fifty and two scores…The
Dawgs will need it…
Dawgs in a squeaker, 27-24.