A Morning to
Remember, an Afternoon to Forget…
This is Officer Lee
Groinman. That's right, Washington's Most Annoyed Cop...
I really thought
that these Dawgs were gonna take a big ol' bite of some duck meat there at the
Husky house last Saturday. I mean here it was the opening day of duck season in
the State of Washington.
Now let me ask you
this… Were the Pac-12 schedule makers ever aware of this fact? Surely a major
brain-cramp down there at headquarters...I think an investigation is in
order…Phone call to Larry…
Then there's this.
Why I didn't see one bit of duck paraphernalia until I got to within smellin'
distance of Montlake. I usually see three or more on my 9 mile commute to work,
yeah all those "O"s on the back windows of trucks.
Been thinkin' a lot
lately about takin' up the sport of paint-ball...
Yup, these are the
types of omens that wreak havoc in the brain of Groinman...
'omens' just ran out of gas somewhere in the third quarter, Bishop Sankey's
fumble on the 30 took a lot of hot air out of the omen balloon, but it was still
there, but not...
Somehow, I'm not
all that crazy-sick about this loss, and I am NOT a member of the
moral victory club...The Stanford loss still stings me more than this latest
one. Oh sure, the Pac-12 refs had their call. The TD at fourth and goal from the
6 inch line. He was stopped, for sure.
I saw it clearly
from my seat at the 50 yard line, upper level. My World War Two Navy binoculars
are really good ya' know...
I do believe
however, that oregon benefits from some nice no calls where the holding penalty
is concerned…Ya’ think??
Stanford. It sure was nice to see them taken down by the Utah Utes. I surely
hope that none of those Cardinal Tree’s had to suffer any fake injuries...
Now I've been
readin' plenty lately about how the UW is 'three good recruiting classes' away
from beatin' oregon.
To this I somewhat
politely say; "BULLROAR! HORSE HOCKEY!!"
The difference in
this game came down to two guys, the quarterbacks. Oregon has Mariota, and the
UW has Keith Price. Kinda' like a well chiseled Corvette going up against a
somewhat out-of-tune Corvair...
Then there’s the
lack of any pass-rush by the UW. There is that…
Now I don't put any
credence into the Heisman Trophy, but Mariota should get the darn thing. Of
course I hope that they give to anybody but Mariota, but he's that
Why if I was an NFL
General Manager, and I needed a quarterback, he'd be my number one pick, hell,
he'd probably be my number one pick even if I didn't need a quarterback...
That's what I need
to see. Mariota in the NFL...
comes back to earth...
But what a pre-game
I landed in!
I met up with Rich
Linde, aka Malamute, the publisher of 4Malamute.com.
Rich and his lovely wife Audrey came up from Hemet, California
and were staying at the Issaquah Hilton, nice place...So I jumped off 1-90 and
the three of us car pooled to Husky Stadium.
The Jim Houston
BOARDROOM no less. We were here to honor legendary Coach Gil Dobie, whose
victory record still stands. Nine years without a loss. Dobie was being inducted
into the Coaches Hall of Fame...
The only known photo known to exist of
these three amigos where no one is wearing sunglasses… or sporting cowboy hats,
but what was I doin' here?
They even fed me...
My name was after all on the guest
list, I was to be known as "TBD"...and it worked out to perfection... I would
now be known as “TBD”.
Incognito is always good…
Speakin' of perfection...
Lynn Borland, author of "GILMOUR
DOBIE PURSUIT OF PERFECTION" addresses the crowd. This event to honor Dobie
and place him into the Coaches Hall of Fame got its roots from an article that
Rich Linde wrote back in 2001, 12 years ago. Some of these things just take time
Plaque For Gil Dobie.
Lynn Borland worked like an ox to get
this done, and he lives in Southern Cal too...
Will Lomen, Grandson of
legendary Husky Wee Coyle, tells a story about his gramps...
Later on I was to find out that I was
brought into this event for the crowd control. Yes, this was a wild and unruly
bunch, as you can clearly see...
A great morning to remember forever,
the afternoon, not so much...
As impressive as the Jim Houston
BOARDROOM is, it has no water closet…
I had left momentarily to take care of
a beverage issue, had to find the head...
I returned to an empty BOARDROOM...
The woman above, the blonde, dressed
in black and sitting on the table by the door informed me that the group had
been ushered out and away for the 'tour'.
"They felt the timing was right, as
Officer Groinman had left the room."
She said this with a smile and a gleam
in her eye. I think it so anyway…
So much for that incognito gig, yup,
the best laid schemes of mice and men…
Always good to have a plan B…
I walked back out to the Camaro, some
ducks had parked dangerously too close to it, I knew this going into the
BOARDROOM. Always have to worry about stuff like this…
Nah, these ducks were well behaved,
there’s something a bit fishy about that...
I popped the trunk and grabbed a cold
one. I sat in the front seat and tuned in the Honks…All the while enjoying a
very scenic Seattle day...
Yup, a morning to remember, an
afternoon to forget...
And another thing, if these
DAWGS don't find their BIG BOY pants down in Tempe, I just may
have issues, may seek some counseling...No white pants! PLEASE!!
DO YOU HEAR ME!!