College Football....Please Don't Go

ManLosch and I are watching the last of the college football games right now. We're flipping channels. We missed most of the games, as we were out at a "Christmas Concert" (which I will save and blog about tomorrow). I asked, "What's Landry Jones up to?"

Here's the thing: I have a thing for Landry Jones. And it's not like a good thing. It's that I'm obssessed with his moustache. The stache. So I call it the "LJ."

I also have a thing for Sam Bradford. But it's like a real thing. Like an adult crush. ManLosch is aware of MY awareness of the Bradford hotness. He's ok with it. We don't know what's happening with Sammy though either. Hmm.

So anyway, we're sitting here and there was some dude named "Fozzy Whitaker." And I said to ManLosch, "I think people name their kids in hopes that their name alone will cause them to be an athlete or do something big." The conversation that ensued? Names that we would have if we were football players.

Zip McDaniels
Seattle Washington
Danger Franklin
Storm Losch
Chicago Brown
Skip "The Truck" Jones
Arrow Playne
Risquee Johnson
Color Black

I love football. Lots of creative names. Lots of tight pants. And the season is coming to a close. I'll miss you football. Until we meet again next season....oh, and after all the bowl games....yea.

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