NFL Referee Agreement

We'll miss you Andy

Vote Wisely

Story Time, Boys & Girls ...

A redneck walks into a Waffle House with a shotgun in one hand and pulling a Longhorn Steer with the other. He says to the waiter, "Give me a cup of coffee." The waiter says, "Sure, Bubba. Coming right up." He gets the redneck a tall mug of coffee. Bubba drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and blasts the Longhorn with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then the redneck just walks out of the cafe. The next morning the redneck returns to the same Waffle House. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another Longhorn Steer with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter: "Give me a cup of coffee." The waiter says, "Whoa, Bubba! We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?" The redneck smiles and proudly says, "I’m training for a position in the United States Congress. I come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, and leave a mess for others to clean up. And then I disappear for the rest of day."

Moral of the story: NOVEMBER 2012 --- VOTE WISELY!

Replacement Refs???

With all this NFL replacement ref hoopla ... I decided it is time for a Milt Famey Story Time, Boys & Girls ... 

Once upon a time there was a terrible NFL strike that required the league to use replacement refs. Well, as it would happen, Milt Famey was hired as an NFL replacement ref, even though he had very little experience. All Milt had to do was to show up at the Georgia Dome three hours prior to the Falcons game wearing his brand new ref uniform and making sure he had his penalty flag and most importantly official NFL ref whistle. As you can imagine Milt was ecstatic. Unfortunately Milt had nobody close to him to share his excitement except for his best friend in the world … his dog, Mace. Now Mace was a great dog except he had one weird habit: he liked to eat grass. Not just a little bit of grass, but in quantities that would make a lawnmower blush. And nothing, it seemed, could cure him of it. Then on Saturday, the day before Milt was to be a replacement ref for the very first time … something terrible happened. While puttering around in the tall grass in his back yard, Milt lost his official ref whistle. He looked and looked, but it was nowhere to be found. As it was getting dark, he gave up for the night and decided to look first thing the next morning. When Milt awoke, he went outside, and saw that his dog had eaten the grass all in the area, around where he had been working, and his whistle now lay in plain sight, glinting in the sun. Going out to get his official NFL whistle, Milt Famey called the dog over to him and started singing, "A grazing Mace, how sweet the hound, that saved a referee."

Thanks Bobby Cox

Former Braves Manager Bobby Cox signs autographs with proceeds helping The Homeless Pets Foundation. A lucky winning family sits next to Bobby at the Braves-Nationals game on 9.14.12 at Turner Field.

CLICK HERE for a quick slide show.

Baseball been berry berry good ...

Thanks Chipper!

Had a chance to see Chipper play one more time at Turner Field.  Does not seem like it was that long ago he was a rookie for the Braves.

Always Remember

"Old Man Football"

For all DAWG fans who remember Missouri defensive tackle Sheldon Richardson's remarks last week about Georgia's style of play.

The Empty Chair

According to Clint Eastwood ... Romney’s aides wanted to know what he planned to say at the RNC, to which Clint responded, “You can’t do that with me, because I don’t know what I’m going to say.”

Really? Anyway ... the empty chair is now a part of political history. And it is so easy to have fun with it.
By the way ... this is NOT an endorsement for any candidate. They are all empty chairs if you ask me.

Decision Time

Wild night at Turner Field!

IMHO