Finally.....
The Rock......
Has come back......
To sitting his ass on the couch on a Saturday afternoon and enjoying some college pigskin.
I arose from my slumber at roughly 6 AM. I decided to start my day off catching the newest Peacemaker episode. Big match John has done it once again, as I'm already excited for what's next.
After starting my day blinding myself with blue light, I decided it was time for some fresh air. A routine morning stroll around the neighborhood was in order.
As I exited the cribbo, I was welcomed by the slightest bit of nip in the air. There's been a break in the heat these past couple of days, and this morning in particular provided a glimpse of the autumn season. Every day on this earth is special, but it seems that even God knew there was some extra oomph when it came to this particular Saturday.
We've waited months for this day. We've been persistent, fighting the good fight, and running the race that is the dog days of summer. No longer will we need to sit on our hands and watch highlights from yester-year to cope with our nagging intrusive thoughts and crippling anxiety. Today, we create new memories that last a life time.
Week Zero beckons.
I'll never understand the beef with Week Zero. Sure, it's no where near the euphoria that comes with a fully decked out Saturday in the fall. But Hungry dawgs gotta eat. I'll take any morsel I can get my hands on. I'm dumb, but I'm not dumb enough to refuse this appetizer.
If this years game in Ireland is anything like last year, we're surely in for a treat. It's also the perfect excuse to drink Guinness for lunch.
I'm also intrigued by Stanford versus Hawaii. Andrew Luck and Frank Reich take center stage.
Oh Captain, My Captain.
It's almost criminal this game isn't at midnight EST. We'll look past it for today. Don't get greedy, Hawaii. I need my midnight kick off bedtime stories in the coming weeks.
With all that being said, I hope you all enjoy your Week Zero. You deserve it. Drink and gamble responsibly. Or be a complete degenerate. I couldn't care less. Go nuts. Bet your mortgage.
-WhataMark