Tiny Cat Warriors

Ko Simpson - reason #993 to shun pro football

Overpaid,classless thugs coached by ignorant dumbasses - it's not like you need another reason not to follow NFL football.  But Ko Simpson has provided another one anyway.

"COLUMBIA, S.C. (AP) -- Buffalo Bills safety Ko Simpson was arrested outside a bar in his hometown of Rock Hill after he refused to leave officers alone as they arrested another man, according to a police report.

Simpson was in a car that was speeding through the parking lot of the Celebrations bar around 2 a.m. New Year's Day. The driver and another passenger in the car were arrested and charged with disorderly conduct after they yelled and cursed at police, according to the report.

Simpson then began yelling at officers, saying "I'm Ko Simpson with the Buffalo Bills. I am worth millions!" several times."

756*****************

Yeah yeah yeah, so he finally hit #756.  If he takes any more steroids his head's gonna be as big as a pumpkin and he'll have to haul it around in a wheelbarrow.  He's a long-term cheat & shouldn't have been allowed to play this season (or last season) for that matter.  His use of steriods was so obvious and flagrant (he left one season and returned to training camp the next season - just 5 short months later - having added at least 40 pounds of muscle) that it's shameful that MLB didn't do anything sooner.  His record will never be respected.  I'm wondering if he'll even make it to the Hall of Fame. 

Byron Nelson

Byron Nelson died today at age 94.  Everytime I saw him on TV he seemed old-time gentlemanly and unfailingly nice.  I read a biography of Ben Hogan last year, not only a fellow Texan but a fellow Fort Worthian.  Tough competitors, extremely competitive of each other during their playing days, the book made it sound as though they'd made peace with each other, after a fashion, in their later years.  At least as much as Hogan could make peace with anyone - I admired him as much after having read the book as I did before, but the book illustrated the sacrifices his pursuit of perfection had cost him personally.  Interesting contrast with Nelson - Nelson seemed easily capable of just walking away from golf, while Hogan couldn't let go even in the 1960s when it was clear he was struggling. 

I don't follow much about sports besides golf, although I used to follow football and basketball.  The dumbing down and thug-ization of those sports turned me off to them completely.  I'm fairly sure I won't be burdened with seeing professional golfers with gang symbols tattooed on their necks at any point in my lifetime.  Nelson and Hogan are what is good about sports, Terrell Owens, Sebastian Janikowski and Latrell Sprewell are what sucks about pro sports these days.

Driving a Shelby Cobra

I found this in a car magazine and, having owned a Cobra replica for four years, thought it was the perfect description of what it's like to drive one:

"There is nothing nice about a Cobra. It's stripped down to the essentials - a big engine, a small car, and four wide tires trying to keep the whole business on the pavement. It's loud, smells like gasoline, and shakes, shudders, and bucks. It makes your arms tired and your feet hot. You nearly crash about once every 10 minutes. It's so damn wonderful that you can't believe it."