notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Uh Oh...

Sports Blog's back...but probably not for long. I always had faith that as long as the Pistons got to the playoffs, they'd have a chance of going all the way. Now we just scraped into the 8th berth, but could've qualified as high as 5, meaning we face Matt's beloved Cavs things feel a bit different.

Damn it.

Of course I hope that Wallace* et al get themselves together, forget the follies of the Iversson era, and rally to overcome these almost insurmountable odds. Not that I don't like the Cavs. Not that I don't want them to win it because I think that Lebron deserves a championship and I'd like him to do it with Cleavland. It's mostly because I don't want Ben Wallace, my former hero, to feel vindicated when he turned down a franchise record offer from the Pistons to go for more bucks in Chicago. To see him with the Larry again, after all that's passed under the bridge, would be too much.

So, time for that huddle Pistons, set aside the shackles of this forlorn season, show the league that Stuckey CAN be a replacement for Billups, and lets send these Cavaliers packing...please.


Long time no see Judas. Let's dance you and me...



*The cool one, not the money grabbing one.

Labels: