stomach acid on an empty stomach....not good

beed's favorite basketball team, the western kentucky university hilltoppahs kick off tournament play at 2:30 p.m. today. we play the university of n' awlins privateers. what they have done in the wake of katrina and multiple injuries is nothing short of miraculous. but we should win handily today.

even though beed believes that, he still has a stomach full of bile this morning. that's just the price you pay for being a fan. he and his two sons are gonna take the maxima express to the hole of a gym the mtsu azul (blue) raiders call home.

yesterday may have been the biggest waste of a day that beed has had in a long time. got ZERO accomplished other than watching "salem's lot" and "dreamcatcher" on tnt. of course both books were 10 times better than the movies. sometimes beed finds it hard to watch a movie that he has read the book on as it inevitably disappoints.

for those who have been keeping up ya'll know that dahbeed's youngest progeny, miguelito, had made it to the championship game IN SPITE of his idiot coach. beed's plant manager and good friend had promised to come to the game as he has no children and has lived vicariously through both of beed's boys for years. beed told him that he would prolly pull a bret holl, another friend of beed's that is notorious for being a no-show. jemal promised that was not the case and would show up.

he showed up, and was treated to one helluva game. we led the whole game until the last minute. we have two of the best guards in the league and both of them are named spencer.....how about that one. anyhoo, one of the spences (they both go by spence) has a notorious problem of reaching in to steal the ball. he's a good kid but just cocky as hell and thinks he can steal the ball every trip. friday night he fouled out with 3 minutes to go. all reach in fouls. 3 of them were not really fouls but the ref's as this level SUCK ASS and make terrible calls routinely.

our dumbass coach, should have jerked a knot in spence's ass after the first reach in foul. beed would have told him "dammit, son, we only have 6 players and we can't afford to lose you to fouls" but that is what someone that knows a little bit about hoops would do, not what a coach that has the mental acuity of cigar store indian.

so spence fouls out with about 3 to go friday night. beed turns to jemal and says, "we're not only going to lose this game, we are going to finish with 4 players, jacob already has 4 fouls and is playing way too agressive, dumbass needs to call a timeout and tell jacob to quit trying to block shots"

everyone in the room that thinks dumbass called a timeout and told jacob to stop trying to block shots raise their hand. that's exactly what beed thought. nobody raised their hand. beed's readers are so damn intelligent. hell the fact that they read beed makes them inherently intelligent as it shows they appreciate the finer things in life, like a pefectly cooked medium well done filet mignon or properly chilled bottle of pinot grigio.

anyhoo, with 30 seconds to go, and a 1 point lead we have absolutely no reason to take a shot but our idiot coach has not expressed this to our boys and stefan jacks up a shot that we didn't need. the other team (the jazz) takes it down and hits the go ahead shot since we only had 4 players on the floor it was easy for them.

beed was still very proud of our boys. we only had 2 eighth graders and 4 seventh graders. we only won a few regular season games but made a run all the way to the tournament finals and had it won but for some poor decisions. beed needs to give the other team credit. they were missing their best guard but their big man was a beast and we had no answer for him.

beed's buddy jemal called michael adam morrison, cuz of how long his locks are now. as beed has covered previously, as long as miguelito keeps it clean he can grow it to his ass if he wants to.

those boys at michael's middle school are pretty much split down the middle on long hair. when beed drops miguelito off on the mornings he misses the bus it reminds beed of the smoking patio at bowling green high back in '76 when beed was a senior. there is long hair everywhere. they just don't have a marlboro stuck to their lips.

switching gears. if you like to read and want to expand your world view a bit beed suggests that you read this book:

it's title is "we wish to inform you that tomorrow we will be killed with our families" by philip gourevitch. beed loves books about africa, "the dark continent". this book is about the genocide that occurred in rwanda. it's not as depressing as one might think even tho' he covers in detail how man can kill 800,000 of his brothers, mostly by machete. it is also about the rise of a great man, general kagame that is able to stop the killing and try to heal his homeland.

if you know beed he will be glad to let you borrow his copy as long as he one day gets it back. it is a book beed has read more than one time. beed usually reads fiction but this book is one that is hard to put down once you start reading it. here is what one reviewer wrote:

"in april of 1994, the government of rwanda called on everyone in the hutu majority to kill everyone in the tutsi minority. over the next three months 800,000 tutsis were murdered in the most unambiguous case of genocide since hitler's war against the jews. philip gourevitch's haunting work is an anatomy of the killings in rwanda, a vivid history of the genocide's background, and an unforgettable account of what it means to survive in it's aftermath"

gotta run, beed looks like shit. hasn't shaved his head in more than a week and has 3 days of stubble on his face. gotta clean his act up. he'll be running into his fans at the ballgame and to quote billy crystal from snl: "oh dahling, it is better to rook mahvelous than to feel mahvelous"

your buddy,

the village idiot,

dahbeed.