I Play Goalie

I'm sitting in the kitchen area of my apartment watching the Heat play the Wizards -- man those Wiz unis are horrible -- while trying to pen a blog post on McCarney getting hired as UNT head coach. Dan Freaking McCarney. Who knew that guy would play a role in my life, huh? This guy is now going to helm the UNT Football ship for five years (contractually -speaking).

It is weird when a guy that you weren't excited about becomes head coach of your favorite team. There is a begrudging support. I imagine it is like your mom marrying some guy that you really didn't want as your dad.

I suppose I'll be a good little son and support the new guy -- mom apparently loves him and when you look at the situation it makes sense for everyone, honey.

Where was I? Right. Kitchen.

So I was thinking of that and also how Barca killed Real Madrid. Beasted 'em 5-0. Then I thought of how we lost two weeks ago in indoor soccer 11-3. Yeah. Let me make excuses for that real quick:

1. I have never played goalie other than for short stretches in pickup games. I play goalie for this team now.
2. We had no-shows.
3. We aren't that awesome.
4. We never practice.

That is pretty much a recipe for un-success. Failure, some call it.

Whatever the word, the situation it describes is the same.

Anyway I was just thinking about that.

I mean it's my blog and I can do that .