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Finally, Game Week is upon us. For the first time since the last week in December, many of us are preparing to travel to actually watch a college football game. After a rather tumultuous off-season, it is high time. Few places will pre-game emotions run as high as they will at Virginia Tech. This is [...]
And now, here is what hundreds of thousands have been avidly awaiting, give or take a few hundreds of thousands, the predictions for the ACC’s Coastal Division. As always, these predictions are guaranteed to be correct unless they are not and, quite frankly, I hope the latter is the case. 6] Duke- Well, Duh! The [...]
With another football season right around the corner, all reputable media outlets are filling space with their predictions. I figure I might as well do it, too. The main thing that jumps out of the media’s forecasting in which order teams will finish is that they are invariably wrong. The most famous example of this [...]
These are interesting times to be a delivery person for UPS. There is the normal amount of packages and documents to be delivered in accordance with the company’s reputation for excellent customer service. This time of year, however, the workload ramps up a bit. That, of course, is due to the volume of season tickets [...]
These are indeed the Dog Daze of August. After a brief weekend respite from the heat when temperatures plunged to a bracing 92, local forecasters inform me and everyone else that we are due for another bout of triple digits. Only the arrival of football season tickets offers any kind of hope for respite for [...]
There comes a time every year, generally around the middle of August, when it seems necessary to clean out that Word file known as ‘Stuff.’ This is where various things that catch my eye during my Net travels tend to end up. It seems about time to do just that and empty it, or as [...]
We’re inside a month. All that stands between me and another football season is that lousy month of August. I consider this, not February, to be the cruelest month [there is also the advantage February has in that it contains the celebration of Alderson’s Birthday]. Thirty-one hot, miserable days that seem to each contain forty [...]