Mud Bowl IV..enough already!

I never thought I would say this, but I am ready for snow.

Because I am tired of watching Friday Night Football in the rain...

Wet cold is much worse than dry or snowy cold.

My body takes a good 24 hours to recover from sitting in a cold rain for 3 hours...

Seriously, I slept til 1:30 PM today...and it is now 9:30 and I my body wants to go back to bed.

Ok, that may be because of that good steak dinner I just got done eating.

I love when the ex's dad is in town...we usually get at least one good family meal at an awesome restaurant. And he is fun to visit with, too - but I digress.

Back to the Mud Bowl....

Again it was worth it.

The Ranger fans were being pretty obnoxious from the time they got to the field. They were screaming and booing throughout the whole South Fight Song AND the National Anthem.

But the fans and the Rangers who were talking smack on the radio last week got pretty quiet after the first 3 Rebel touchdowns...

And Rebels did play with class again...

Except of course when the other guys got a lil nasty. ..

I mean, G-man, when that guy face masked you and then started gouging at your eyes when you were down...if you did not throw him off you, I would've had to come down there myself and do something about it...

NOONE messes with MY baby and gets away with it...

In the third quarter, when I saw the trainer heading my way in the stands, I did get a little concerned. I started scanning the field looking for G-man, but they all look alike covered in mud.

TrainerGirl: G-Man sent me to see if you have any ibuprofen on you...
Me: What'd he do?
TrainerGirl: .......
Me (scanning the field): Is he hurt?
TrainerGirl: In his own words...he thinks he pulled a nut...
Me: What???? I do not need to hear this.
TrainerGirl: That's what I told him...like what's he expect me to do about it?
Me: Well, I do not have any painkillers on me - I was fine til now....
TrainerGirl: I'll get some somewhere.
Me: I think he's fine....

As I look toward the field there is G-man running for an 82-yard touchdown...
Too bad it got called back because someone was holding in the backfield....
Ooops, look like his nut is hurting again....

Til the next run...

Final score: Rebels: 36, Rangers: Nice big fat 0!!!

A good week....

This week has not been nearly as busy as last week...

It could be, but I keep falling asleep as I am trying to work late into the night (or I get distracted and start blogging).


Monday late morning - just as I well telling a coworker that I had absolutely nowhere that I had to be that night - the coach called and asked that I send out a mass email to let the team know that they were going to be on local radio at a local eatery and than on onother program at another local eatery immediately following...

I spoke too soon....

And G-Man being captain (ham) that he is, is usually interviewed on these shows so of course I go watch and listen.

And yes, he made me proud.

MC: So, G-Man, I've known you since you were in 4th grade...hope you
let me be there when you sign for one of those many ccolleges that must be
knocking on your door...
G-Man: If you can get one to knock, I'll sign, and you can watch.
MC: Hmmm, so moving on, then. If you could trade places with anyone in this
room, who would it be?
G-Man (scooting a little farther away from the coach next to him): Coach
Football, because he is the scariest man alive.
MC: Well that's a side of him we do not usually see.
G-Man: That's 'cuz you never played football for him.
MC: True. So who's your hero, G-Man?
G-Man: My Mom.

Awwww....

Moving on to program #2....

Know that it is rival game (aka Civil War) week in Willoughby - the South Rebels vs the North Rangers.

As we walk into the second eatery, the North Rangers are being interviewed. They point to my son as he walks in and start laughing mockingly. I did a double take just to make sure he had all his clothes on - or at least the important ones. I did not see anything missing.

Then I realized that the North players were being all-around smart-assed and cocky up there as they were talking to the reporters.

Reporter: So are you ready for the challenge this week.
Ranger 1: We do not see it as a challenge. We are going to win - no
question about it....
Reporter: Wow - that's a lot of confidence especially since you have not
won this game in the last several years.
Ranger1: But we have a sophomore QB on the team who is awesome.
Reporter: Okay, then. But he cannot do it alone.
Ranger2: We also have a good receiver.
Reporter: Just one????
Ranger 3: No, we will all play.

As I am listening, I whisper to G-Man that he should be the bigger man when he is up there.

No problem, I have 20 pounds and 2-inches on all of them, Mom.

OMG, should I just leave now...wait in the parking lot, maybe?

Reporter: Let's welcome the South Rebels. So Coach Football, what do you
think about the game this week.
CF: Well, it should be fun. Two good teams, playing for the conference
champ. We are working hard to make sure we are ready for it.
Reporter: Do you see it as a challenge?
CF: Everygame is a challenge. We have a great QB, several good backs, a
great offensive line, and a defense that is getting better and better each week
as the season progresses.
Reporter: G-Man, what do you think about the Rangers. They are pretty
confident.
G-Man: It is going to be a fun game. It is the game we most look forward to
all year. They have had some successes this season; we have had some
successes. Two good teams doing battle in our house.

That is right...Coach Football has taught you well...play with class on and off the field.

G-Man had a little more to be proud of this week, too...

Him: Hey Mom, call me out of my off-campus classes Thursday afternoon....
Me: WHY????
Him: Because there is a pep rally at South and then I have to go to the local
paper for an interview because I am Player of the Week.
Me: WHY???
Him: Wow, Thanks, mom.
Me: Not that you do not deserve it...every week in my book...but it usually
goes to the kid with the most TDs and that was not...
Him: Forget it, Mom. I luv you. too.
Me: I didn't mean...
Him: I gotta go...

When am I going to learn to THINK before I put my foot in my mouth....

I KNOW it does not fit...I have tried many, many times...

Oh well....


I do have a feeling the South will rise again this Friday Night in Willoughby.


Go Rebs!

Happy 400th Post To Me:)

This is my 400th post as Phillipia - or as anyone for that matter...

And unless of course you count the couple that I previously deleted because they were offensive to someone who I do not mind offending - but sometimes offensive people do not play fair....but I digress...

And I thought I had 36 followers the other day, but now I am down to 35 - did I offend someone else?

I would apologize but maybe they,too, deserved my offense...

Seriously, I do not intend to offend anyone as Phillipia; I just blog what is in my heart and on the tip of my typing fingers at the moment.

I admit, I do have trouble controlling myself at times...

And I do exaggerate at times - otherwise my posts may not be nearly as funny...

And yes , G-Man, I did send your supplement order off on the day I told you I did, contrary to the day that was posted in my blog....this blog is like a tv show - you cannot believe everything you read. How did you find my blog anyway???

Top Heavy...

Thanks to Chrissy at I Shoulda Been a Stripper for this awesome award...

Yeah, there are rules...and I hate rules.

Rules are made to be broken...

So I am making my own rules with this one...play along:)

Copy and change the answers to to the 35 questions....

You cannot use one word answers! (Breakin' the rules...oh yeah)

Post your answers and let your readers grab the award for themselves. (My rules rule!)

1. Where is your cell phone? Good question...call me so I can find out...

2. Your hair? Clairol#44 with gray roots....ooops

3. Your mother? Ask my brothers....bad answer...ummm...Yes, she is...

4. Your father? "It's my way or the highway"...I kinda like the highway...

5. Your favorite food? Steak with mashed potatoes and mushroom and onion gravy...yum...anyone wanna go grab some food?

6. Your dream last night? Too hot to talk about...night sweats are a bitch.

7. Your favorite drink? Jose chased with White Zin.

8. Your dream/goal? Financial security...or a well-to-do man...who loves me for me...

9. What room are you in? Living Room (as opposed to Dead Room)

10. Your hobby? Writing as Phillipia

11. Your fear? I will never be able to retire...

12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? On a beach...

13. Where were you last night? Paninis and Hooley House with the Football Team...

14. Something that you aren't? Happily (or unhappily) married...there is good in everything.

15. Muffins? Chocolate Chocolate Chip and Banana Nut...because if you cannot decide, have them both.

16. Wish list item? Grandkids...just kidding guys...I can wait...

17. Where did you grow up? Willowick - east of Cleveland

18. Last thing you did? Water jog at Bally's - well... then I drove home and then I booted up my laptop and then I started this post...

19. What are you wearing? Comfy PJ's (i.e. old sweats)

20. Your TV? In the basement.

21. Your pets? Not here!!!!! Yay!!!!

22. Friends? Yes, I have a few. Some are reading this post:)

23. Your life? Not exactly the way I thought it would be...but when life gives you lemons, Jose is a godsend:)

24. Your mood? Hyper - it is 1:25 AM and I am blogging...oh crap, I better get some sleep.

25. Missing someone? Do not think so...G-Man, check. CareBear, Kent. LDBoy....

26. Vehicle? Black Ford Taurus

27. Something you’re not wearing? All the clothes in my closet, duh...

28. Your favorite store? If it sells clothes or food it is my favorite...

29. Your favorite color? Midnight Blue

30. When was the last time you laughed? 45 minutes ago...

31. Last time you cried? Last Wednesday

32. Your best friend? Wonderful Rose

33. One place that you go to over and over? Peyton PHlaCe...I just cannot stay away...must have something to do with payday...

34. One person who emails you regularly? Susie488....geez, just quit already.

35. Favorite place to eat? On an outdoor patio or deck...

So there you have it...I dare you to play along:)

Open Email....

...to Susie488, Missy669, Kristy1889, and Maggie4123.

Thanks for viewing my Yahoo profile.

But quit emailing me telling me that you think I am cute and you would like to get to know me.

Do I look like a guy to you???? I am NOT a guy in a nun's habit - just in case you were wondering.

Do I look like a lesbian??? I am NOT gay, okay?

I DO NOT like girls in any way that you are suggesting...got it???

Leave me the F alone.

Thank you....

BTW, if you are gay or lesbian, I mean no offense, but I am not - to each his (or her) own...

Mud Bowl III

Week 7 of High School football is in the books...

A steady rain with spotty downpours was the theme...

Granted, moms do not have to wash the mud out of the uniforms...but what about protection for what's underneath the uniforms?

And I am not talking about bodies. If they wore enough protection for that, the players they could not walk, let alone run.

I mean the underwear. G-Man's white underarmour is now shitty brown - even OxyClean can only do so much.

But it was worth it...

Week 6 was the second week of PAC Conference play - Rebels are now 2-0 in that arena.

Week 6 was homecoming weekend in Willoughby. The girls on court had to battle the rain in their nice clothes - but not the guys - they needed to keep their game face on....

And the game face worked...with that win the rebels are now ranked 9th in division 1 Region 1. Move up one more spot and hold it and Willoughby could see some post-season action.