I'm convinced that . . .
. . . the price of Mountain Dew is inversely proportional to the amount of money in my bank account.
. . . Arby's Sauce is its own comfort food group.
. . . Madden should update their catch rankings to include the new setting of Fitzgerald.
. . . apparently leaving the ground with the ball in your hand and returning to it still holding the ball is no longer traveling in the NBA.
. . . Al Davis will continually taunt me with talk of Raider greatness.
. . . Bill Callahan was Nebraska's punishment for questioning Tom Osborne during the 80's and that Bo Pelini is our reward for selling out an expanded Memorial Stadium during Callahan's reign.
. . . Greg Maddux was the greatest pitcher of his generation despite looking more like a computer salesman than a pitcher.
. . . Rafael Nadal looks more like a running back than a Tennis player.
. . . one of the Steelers kick returners resembled an 80's Buick.
. . . a Buick Grand National in the new Fast and the Furious movie is a good choice.
. . . Bull Durham was the greatest Baseball movie ever.
. . . I need a taco. And Skittles.
. . . the Super Bowl shouldn't have that many personal fouls.
. . . the Ad guy for CareerBuilder.com needs to be fired for creating the most annoying Super Bowl ad ever.
. . . RDA should have stuck with MasterCard.
. . . people will have stopped caring by the time they get to this line.
. . . someone will disagree with the previous statement.
. . . the Lions need more than eight draft picks.
. . . Ralph Brown wished he was just a couple inches taller.
. . . Brian "Game-time Decision" Westbrook has some special ability to escape blame in Philadelphia.
. . . people confuse the words talent and team when it comes to sports.
. . . Budweiser needs to bring back the frogs.
. . . tomorrow I'll be convinced of something else.
That was actually kinda fun. Sorta. I'll close this journal with a few quotes from movies I've watched semi-recently. Note I've been on a bit of a Baseball kick if you can't tell.
"The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been Baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It's been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time."
"I held it like an egg."
"But tonight, he's pitching against time, he's pitching against the future, against age, against ending. Tonight, he will make the fateful walk to the loneliest spot in the world, the pitching mound at Yankee Stadium, to push the sun back into the sky and give us one more day of summer. "
"And no matter what happens today, this time next year, the jerseys you're wearing will be polishing chrome in Madison High School. So ask yourself one question. How do you want to be remembered?"