We took a corner, named Cason.
Not the son of Howie Long
His father played for Oregon
Flowers is still there, he’s all gone
I got a picture of him stretching his arms.
He’s a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
That’s our last pick for a while. I’m off to end Passover with a beer, cigar and some Sirius.
RLW
It’s the night before the draft and so much has gone on since the last time we spoke. I’ve been busy on my new screenplay, Forgetting Brandon Marshall. Seriously, I’ve gotta see that movie as well as Harold and Kumar. In the last month, Charlton Heston passed away. Above are pictures of two of his most famous roles. At the end of this post, you will find a photo of my #1 disaster film, Earthquake, as well as a clip of his cameo in Wayne’s World 2, another Luca favorite. While I’m rattling off movie titles, I urge you to watch possibly the most unintentionally funny movie of all time, Death Wish 3, which has been on AMC a lot lately.
Of course, Stanley Kamel, who appeared on four of my favorite shows (Kojak, Beverly Hills 90210, Melrose Place and Six Feet Under) died of a heart attack and organist Danny Federici of the E Street Band lost his battle with skin cancer. Sam even mentioned that the panda from Anchorman killed his trainer this week. Once again, Brian Fantana’s genius is proven–that stupid panda was a jerk.
What does any of this have to do with the Chargers? Absolutely nothing–say it again. But have no fear, FAITHFUL READER, I have still been busy with the Bolts. I have not been able to coordinate time with Luis Castillo, but did speak with Jim Steeg last night and will post the transcript over at Chargers Confidential since I’ve haven’t given them much over there. Read the rest of this entry »
I was surprised to find out that Jeff Healey passed away from lung cancer on March 2. I was even more shocked that I didn’t realize it until I spotted it in a sidebar in Rolling Stone. I was pleased to see that all his obituaries mentioned that he was in Road House. If you haven’t seen the most recent DVD edition, with commentary by Kevin Smith and Scott Moiser, check it out, by the way. I actually saw Jeff Healey in the summer of 1992, when he opened up for the Allmans in Darien Lake, NY. I am happy to report that he did play “Road House Blues,” which appears on the soundtrack album as well. I don’t own the CD, but am intrigued by the fact that the last track is sung by Patrick Swayze. As I am sure you already know, Dalton has his own battle with cancer right now. I hope there isn’t a curse on the film or anything. What does this have to do with the Bolts? Absolutely nothing, say it again. But there’s not much to talk about right now. Read the rest of this entry »
I just couldn’t resist. I was up at my parents’ house in lovely Brookfield, CT when I did this. My brother-in-law, Matt who took the picture, alerted me to the sign and while there was a time that I would have taken it home with me, I thought this a little more creative. Plus, I need to be a little more responsible–I’m 37 now. As I mentioned last time out, I celebrated my birthday in Las Vegas, where I was visiting for my buddy Mike’s bachelor party. I saw Charger fans everywhere, from the security guard in the lobby of The Mirage to the guy who made me throw out my “economy sized” deodorant at the airport. Of course, I was usually wearing a Bolt hat or my new ‘07 Division Champs hoodie. When I entered the lobby after almost 8 hours of travel, I saw three guys in blazers and designer T-shirts, one of which simply yelled “BOLTS!” The guy checking room cards in front of the elevator complimented me on my sweatshirt but reminded me that the only thing missing from it was “Super Bowl Champs.”
This is why you have to love Philip Rivers. The guy went head to head with Shawne Merriman. When was the last time you saw someone do that? It’s real easy to mock his “Lights Out” dance when he’s not on the field, but I don’t know anyone whose tangled with him face to face. Yet, young Philip still has so many doubters because of the attention his mouth brings. If you take a look at my most recent entry over at Chargers Confidential, you’ll see that I was already expecting criticism of Rivers before I finished typing. I’m not one to rely on excuses, but you could make a case that 3 of his postseason interceptions were not entirely his fault. Buster Davis clearly wasn’t in the right spot in Indy and Chris Chambers probably should have kept that ball away from Asante Samuel. Mike Vrabel’s leg whip caused the other one. Regardless, Rivers will never be about stats–he’s about winning. Read the rest of this entry »
