tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581538826357218391.post1740610027209275980..comments2023-10-25T09:42:26.608-05:00Comments on The Kitchen Sinkhole: Vince Young Lifts My Spirits, Part IDrGraviteehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10439520454351733144noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581538826357218391.post-6010311002680877022006-12-12T12:05:00.000-05:002006-12-12T12:05:00.000-05:00I was driving back across the border on Sunday eve...I was driving back across the border on Sunday evening after a long weekend in Juarez, and the Customs guys pulled me over and searched my car. They took me into the exam room (they’d found a pack of Zig Zags in the cupholder) and Officer Beefy gave me the usual strip search, including cavity probe. Afterward, as Officer Beefy and I sat at a table in the office and I signed away my rights to the rolling papers, the portable television on top of the mini-fridge was showing the day’s football highlights. When the Titans game came up, Officer Beefy turned his chair to get a better view. Onscreen, Vince Young was high-stepping into open space like a freed colt.<br /><br />“I’m from Tennessee,” I said. “You from Tennessee?”<br /><br />“Houston,” he said.<br /><br />“Well,” I said, though I knew it would earn me a night in the tank, “who’s got his fingers up whose ass now?”Musa Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02004930424190910280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581538826357218391.post-28124766945581952332006-12-12T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-12T12:00:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Musa Dhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02004930424190910280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7581538826357218391.post-8600449727001181422006-12-11T13:00:00.000-05:002006-12-11T13:00:00.000-05:00Went to NY this weekend, where talk of Vince Young...Went to NY this weekend, where talk of Vince Young did not come up once. On Sunday, my friend picked up my wife and I from the airport and drove us to her house, where her husband, who is also my physician, was watching the final eight minutes of the game, so we all sat and watched. And then Vince Young broke that damn game wide open and we all stood up and I high fived my physician and we felt like we had stolen Vince Young away from lesser teams. It was a wonderful feeling.K. Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00332313551939998244noreply@blogger.com