I went to watch Sam yesterday run the Philadelphia Marathon. The marathon is a unique event in that it takes 3 hours to complete (if you’re fast) and a spectator watches the runner for about 1 minute of action. I woke up at around 8 am, which was about an hour after the start, and ran to the half way point. My mom, sister, and I saw Sam pass and then we had an hour to kill before Sam finished. We posted up about 100 yards from the finish line. This brings me to this woman.

Crazy Person’s Backpack

She may have been mentally handicapped. I honestly don’t know. This woman barges her way up to rail relentlessly ringing a cow bell. I swear for 3 minutes straight she was ringing her cow bell. I was getting annoyed after 15 seconds but was being patient that she’d wear herself out. She didn’t.

I said, “Ms, please stop ringing the cow bell.”
She said, “I’m not ringing it in your ear.”
I said, “It’s annoying. Can’t you ring it when your runner comes.”
She said, “I don’t know when she’s coming.”

I suppose a normal response for a crazy person for why they should ring it non-stop.  I was even more annoyed by her goon husband standing beside her not doing shit.  This is where he needs to step up and tell this nut job to stop ringing the cow bell. Runner’s for the most part are a little bit crazy but this one was certifiable. Like I said, she may have been mentally challenged. I was about 2 seconds away from losing it and tossing the cowbell into the adjacent field but she left after what seemed like an eternity.

I don’t like using words like juices, wet, or moist because it comes off as slimy.  For lack of a better title though, I haven’t been putting much thought into blog topics.  I will however bore you with football talk.

I had too much to drink on Friday night but it wasn’t black out too much, it was my stomach was too filled up with liquid to enjoy myself.  I woke up the next day for a double header in our co-ed rec football.  We destroyed the first team in game one but the second game was quite competitive.  The person I was covering scored 3 TD’s, burning me twice for long ones which was demoralizing.  There is no worse feeling than getting burned on a deep pass and having the entire team shake their head.  We ended up losing by 2 points which was actually a moral victory because the team was solid.

I went back and slept after that because I was so tired.  I put some money on Michigan State which lost and recovered from Friday.  On Sunday I was feeling good and worked out before watching the games.  I hit a 100 dollar wager on the Jets and then 70 on the Lions only to give 100 back on the Rams and Bears.  I also have major chances for some nice cashes in Fanduel which will hopefully dig me out of this little hole I’ve got myself into.

I also have a chance of going 4-0 in Fantasy as long as Lesean goes for under 23.  This has many implications so I won’t go into any until the game is over.  Either way I’ll be watching closely.  Eagles -7 is too much.