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Bucky Badger in the Swamp

Football the way God intended it to be played. On Television

 It is, in Louisiana, the High Holiday of the year, LSU v Alabama. My friend, Danny came over to our place Saturday about 4:00pm.to watch the game. Our respective spouse, either out of sense of not wanting to witness such silly behaviour or just a need to bond with other sensible human beings not addicted to a football game, left town.

 The Badgers had taken care of business, (We didn't get the game). Notre Dame had wupped Pittsburgh. (Danny and I are both fans. Long story in both cases.)
We watched Arkansa beat Ole Miss. (You have to see the overtime replay if you missed it. Yeah, I know. The hated one Bielsma (?) won.)

We ate Johnsonville Brats. Drank NA Beer And then the slide from the top of mountain called Hope began. By the end of the third quarter, Danny went home.

Alabama didn't just beat LSU (LSU fans represent the second most popular religion, losing out only to Christianity). No, they destroyed them. Fournette, the LSU Heisman trophy candidate, gained about thirty yards on almost as many carries. He averages about 190 

The Alabama QB got sacked about six times and still he outplayed the LSU QB and got more yards running the Fournette.

HOW BAD WAS IT JEFF? It was so bad the dogs hid in the next room and wouldn't come out even we offered them treats.

 But hey, Life is good.There is always tomorrow. Since my spouse was still out of town, there were chips in the bowl and a leftover Bratwurst for lunch, I decided to watch the NO Saints game. My First loyalty, the Green Bay Packers were playing at the same time, so I would have to follow them on the internet.

 The "aint's" lived up to their reputation for playing up or down to their competition. They played a Tennessee team that had lost six straight games, fired their coach the previous week and featured a talented but inexperienced quarterback. They lost in overtime. I turned to the internet hoping to have my spirits lifted. Disappointment, despair and acid reflux. Damn those Bratwurst!

 Change of Seasons
The occurrence of unseasonably warm weather continues with high temps in the seventies and low eighties and nighttime lows in the high fifties. We should be having high temps in the mid to high seventies. We have had a lot of rain and clouds seem to rule the skies. The leaves have quit falling for the most part. Some of my trees do not shed it appears.

 I actually had to put on a hoodie the other morning, when I let Lucy out for her morning stroll. By mid morning it was off and I was raking leaves and contemplating mowing the lawn, maybe for the last time this year.

 Hurricane season is over by the end of this month. The only noticeable effect of this season on our area was the rain we got from the storm that came ashore in western Mexico and swept across
Texas.

 PS: if you haven't seem Bradley Cooper in his latest small fim , "Burnt", you've missed something good. I don't care what the critics have said.


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