Posted on February 2, 2009 by makingpoetry
Man, the second and third quarters were snoozeable—but the first and fourth, well, they are why football keeps winter hot. The 100-yard TD dash, the Fitgerald sprints that said “I’m making you old boys run for your money today!” and that gorgeous Baryshnikov-worthy, tippey-toe TD catch in the end zone. Aw, baby!
Add music—lip-synch away, JH, [...]
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Posted on October 2, 2008 by makingpoetry
It’s Fall: the crisp air scuttles leaves along sidewalks, sparrows transport construction one twig at a time into abandoned air conditioners, and the Red Sox are up one game in the play-offs. My eyes are slightly red-rimmed from sitting glued to the television until 1:20 am; my knees ache from two hours of yogi-style bending, [...]
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Posted on September 8, 2008 by makingpoetry
I’m trying really hard to keep my freaked-out football fan-o-mania to myself. But we are dooomed. Doomed!
And the poor thing. Man, that looked painful! Did they have to re-play, re-play, re-play it on the news from every flippin’ angle? Torture.
Thank God for Randy Moss!
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Posted on November 3, 2007 by makingpoetry
I don’t particularly like basketball, yet I couldn’t peel my eyes off the three Celtic newbies. A second World Series title in my lifetime; undefeated football team; and exciting hoops?! Man, I’m never moving out of New England!
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Posted on October 1, 2007 by makingpoetry
Football season has begun, and the Patriots are snuffing everyone in their path. I am in football heaven yet again. I will live there, remote and bowl of turkey chili in hand, until sometime next February. However, ever since Mike Lowell hit his jersey number’s worth of doubles last year, I’ve felt [...]
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