Labor Day from hell!!?

It’s insane how this Labor Day Weekend had the highs and lows. It was pure bedlam and ecstasy at the same time. In this blog, I am going to go ahead and write about everything that happened.

WAKING UP TO NO LINE: When I woke up on Saturday, at 9:05 a.m., I thought it was already Sunday, but it was Saturday. So I’m trying to send a message on a forum I go to regarding bloggers and news, and I find out that I can’t end it. So I look to my right, and I see that only one light is on my modem. Then I look at the phone in the room, and I see that there is no line.

The cable was down, the phone was down, and the Internet was down. What makes this worse was that it was Labor Day Weekend, and no help could be found from Verizon, my family’s DSL provider. It drove us insane, because they wouldn’t help us until the Monday after, which is today.

HOT, HOT, HOT!: This weekend was an absolute scorcher. These have to be record highs. 7:00 p.m., and I’m still sweating. Crazy. I think the entire nation was feeling this heat wave.

BIG HOUSE BROKEN!?: Yes, Michigan Stadium was broken into. The Appalachian State Mounteneers, the Division I FCS champions for two straight years running, defeating the Wolverines, 34-32. “We beat Michigan, plain and simple,” said Payton Award favorite Armanti Edwards, whose heroic performance will go down as the greatest in the history of the program, from Boone, North Carolina. I think App State will win it all this year. They are still talking about it. And Lloyd Carr knows that FireLloydCarr.com is close to being up, if it isn’t already.

IMPATIENT SCHMUCKS AT HOOTERS: I’m trying to checking the entire Top 25 ticker at Hooter’s, when the owner of the restaurant tells me to leave, because it’s for customers. I was going to leave anyway, and I don’t like being rushed out. Honestly, those people down in Downtown Long Beach have some nerve to be impatient and force me to leave. If I did believe in emulated Cho Seung-Hui, I would have broken his eye sockets.

Hey Hooters, if you think that I’m being a distraction for just finding what the score was for my team, then you all are nothing but a bunch of sorry, powerless, impatient white trash cunts. Let that be on your head the next time I storn into your whorehouse brothel-for-a-pub. Fuckers! By the way, Wing Stop/Buffalo Wild Wings pwn your asses. That’s a fact.

DODGERS, ANGELS, ARMADA FALL ON SAME DAY: When this happens, it hurts. Chico defeated Long Beach, 6-1, the Angels lost to Texas, 7-6, and the Dodgers also lost. Adios, Darrell Evans. You are finished. (I hope.)

UTAH REDEMPTION: The Los Angeles Galaxy lost...again, this time to Real Salt Lake, 2-1. Oddly enough, the next day Long Beach State would take on Utah at George Allen Field. Hot day, at 9:00 a.m. in the morning, the Blues Festival going on next door, and I can’t even go into the field the regular way: I have to go through the gym, and pass through some people waiting in line to get into the field to watch the musicians. As I got into the stadium, taking a seat, Lauren Williams of the Daily 49er interviews me as we watch the game.

At halftime, the score 0-0, Dr. Dan Barber of the Diamond Dust bows to me in worship. He told me that I won the contest by 1 game. One game! I knew that I wasn’t the only Super Fan at The Beach. 92 to 91. Could you believe that?

Anyway, after I talk some more with Lauren, the game goes into overtime. I noted that if the NCAA used the FIFA Laws of the Game used worldwide, the game would have ended in a draw. I would have been fine with that, but we end up winning in overtime. With the day getting hotter, and the home fans, relieved, I took my shirt off, flung it in the air a few times (it was already drenched with sweat), and celebrated a hard-fought victory. Long Beach State 1, Utah 0. Revenge accomplished.

HERE’S AN IDEA, MICHIGAN…SCHEDULE THE BEARS!: Northern Colorado Bears, that is. At the Big House. The visitors from Greeley didn’t stand a chance against Colt Brennan and the Hawaii Warriors. It was already 42-0 at the half, and Colt, Davon e Bess, Ryan Grice-Mullins, and others showed and were in street clothes to begin the second half. I didn’t find out the final outcome until I was able to access a wireless connection, and activate Vista, after floundering between Vista and Ubuntu.

The score (which the ESPNU ticker didn’t even have in the first place, which is so wrong): Hawaii 63, Northern Colorado 6. I was surprised that the Bears even scored. But I suppose the hosts wanted to give the Bears some consolation: all six points of them. Louisiana Tech had better be ready, because the Warriors are going to do more of the same as they begin their 10-day road trip. It also gives the guys road experience, because at the NFL level, you gotta get used to playing consecutive road games, and when you can win them, it will really prepare you to play at the next level. I believe UH will do that, because wins against the Bulldogs and UNLV can be done; they just have to do it.

USA GOES 10-0 IN VEGAS: Speaking of UNLV, at the Thomas & Mack Center, Team USA got the gold medal at the FIBA Americas tournament, crushing Argentina, 118-81. When they had the national anthem, all that was there was that one flag in the rafters. And the version that they used was the melancholy one that could be used by a marching band, or by a barbershop quartet. The fans knew that Team USA would go 10-0, and they did.

Argentina was just happy to get to the game, because thew know they qualified for Beijing. For players like Kobe, Carmelo, Jason Kidd (Mr. “Don’t-Mess-With-That-Record”), and The King, LeBron James, as well as the coaching staff of Mike Krzyzewski, Jim Boeheim, Mike D’Antoni and Nate McMillan, this victory will set them up for the basketball season to follow, as well the planting of the seeds for another Dream Team.

Watch out Greece. The yanks want some payback.

SHOULDN’T HAVE DENIED ME THAT PRESS PASS: Maybe Chris Ruiz should have just relented and given me the pass. Long Beach City lost to Canyons, 31-21. I am glad I didn’t get to see that game, whew. I didn’t even want to see Chris’s face after he couldn’t distinguish valid blogging media from un-valid ones. I can only wonder if the situation was different, and I was in the press box for the third-straight season.

Que sera, sera.