Coming off a really stellar week for picks, this is a pretty good opportunity for me to go back to clueless. I mean, I don't have a ton of strong feelings about the matchups I see, and the law of averages may as well be the law of Bill's NFL picks.
I caught up with Bobby Framingham, star of the critically SUPER-acclaimed novel "Out of the Pocket" this morning and asked him whether he'd watched Glee last night. Now a freshman and fourth on the depth chart at QB at Stanford, he said he didn't have much time to chat.
I got a text message from a number I didn't know just now. It turned out to be the son of the man who had a stroke at the restaurant where I was having lunch yesterday. I forgot that I had lent the man's wife my phone to call her son, so he had my number.
I was just 3-2 in my fearless Week 2 predictions, but what a three they were!

And I quote:

The Jets ... will keep this one close with supurb defense and will have a chance to beat Tom Brady with a final drive. In fact, I'll say they will win on a last-second field goal. Jets over the Pats.
So I'm sitting at the bar at a restaurant called the Granary, having an island salad for lunch. And I hear someone saying, "Um, Sir, can you please help us?"

I look up, and see that the woman who said it is looking directly at me, with some disdain in her eyes.
First off, I saw some "expert" making predictions (I'm pretty sure it was on NFL.com) where they were choosing games based on things like: "The Lions have the 32nd ranked pass defense..."

Duh. They faced Drew Brees and the Saints.
Today I was the hare.

I wanted to push myself to finish the first mile of my two mile "run" as fast as possible today, just to see if I could do it. And also knowing that I'd have to get back -- one of my biggest fears has always been getting stranded and being unable to get home.
Here's a nice interview I did with Southeast Review. I like that on the front page of their site, they feature a quote from the interview:

“I would like to stop relying on scenes that utilize screaming or crying as the climactic moment.
I admit I used that title to grab your attention.

I am on Week 3 of my couch-to-5K plan, and today's run showed some interesting improvements. I am still running only half the time, walking the other, but even with that I finished the first mile in 9:40. My second one took 11:40.
I watched a lot of football yesterday. Well, as much as Bresnan Cable in Billings allowed me to watch. I really want that Red Zone package offered by the NFL Network, but right now we can't afford it.
Nothing beats the first Sunday of the NFL season. For me, it's a lot like Christmas, and I know I'm not alone with that one.

What's surprised me this year is how the "experts" are certain of what's going to happen.
Seth Smith did it again! And as fas as the major sports media outlets, no one really seems to care.

The Colorado Rockies won their sixth straight Wednesday night, pulling four games ahead of the Giants in the NL wild card race and within 2.5 games of the Dodgers for the NL West lead.
I am becoming a running fool.

During my recent trip to Denver, I met with some guys who are into running, and one of them talked about how the best way to get into it is to start with a combination of running and walking, and build up stamina.

I thought: I can do that.
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