Universe,
I found myself wondering what it is that is different between Matthew Stafford and myself, Timmy Gridiron. What quirk of fate denied my manifest destiny such that Mel Kiper, Jr. would not know my name?
Did Stafford and Leinert turn left as I turned right?
Anyone who has stepped into my bedroom will observe that it is a venerable Big 5; my own sporting goods store with a bed. I always dominated Greek Week with my fleet feet and sure hands; didn't St. Pete (Carroll, of course) notice? Sigh.
Lamentfully yours,
Tim
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Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Insomnia
Hey all,
I couldn't sleep. Too much seems to be going on. It makes me wonder: are we the tuna, or the net?
Drifting into dreamland,
Tim
I couldn't sleep. Too much seems to be going on. It makes me wonder: are we the tuna, or the net?
Drifting into dreamland,
Tim
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