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Last night at approximately 8:00 pm eastern standard time Allyson, and I were all packed up and ready to sneak out of town (in Baltimore Colt like fashion). It wasn't because we were evicted or any kind of rubbish like that. I was fed up with routing for losers. The Colts were down 21-6 at halftime, and I had this nagging feeling that I was going to hear nothing but I told you so from everybody I know, and their brother. My plan was that before I took my first phone call or looked at my first e-mail I would be living on a beech in Cape Cod, and looking for work on a fishing boat.

I would have been on the road by halftime if it weren't for my cat. The fat but beautiful bastard (Fonzie) snuck into the crawl space, and I couldn't get him out. Looking back on the incident I now realize that It was divine intervention! By the time I managed to get Fonzie out, the Colts were only down by 8. So I sat back down on the couch to continue watching the game that was no longer out of reach for the greatest quarterback who ever lived, Peyton Manning.

After the Colts had tied the game up at 21 all, I looked over at my wife, and said, "I think the Patsies might have blown their load in the first half". The third and fourth quarter of the AFC championship was amazing, and I only remember watching two other football games that were ever as exciting. 1. When the Bills, who were down to the Oilers 35 to 3 at halftime, came back to win 41 to 38. The second game was when John Elway, and the Broncos ended the NFC's 13 year Superbowl winning run by beating Holmgren and Favre..

Watching Belichick and Brady lose last night was just about the best thing I've seen all year. I do realize that it's not over yet (football season not the year). There's still one more game to play. Peyton Manning, and the Colts still have to go up against Rex Manning, and the Bears in the Super Bowl. If this game were being played in the snow in Chicago I might be worrying about it, but it's not. It's going to be played in Sunny Florida. I like the Colt's chances, a lot!

It sucks that I had to leave my pregnant wife at home to unpack the moving van, and move all of our furniture back into the apartment by herself but I was already 15 minutes behind schedule and needed to be at work.

Here we go again

For those of you that are new to the Log, the early 90's was a pretty rough time period in my life. I was in my early 20's and doing a lot of drinking, drugs and other anti-social behaviors. I was a real miscreant. Don't get me wrong, I had some very wonderful experiences with Acid, but by the end of a very quick run, the life style that I was leading was getting the best of me.

I wound up spending my 21st birthday in a rehab. Can you believe that? Fun loving, beer guzzling Captain Corky not in a bar on his 21st birthday? Yep, life is funny like that. In rehab I spent a lot of time analyzing my behaviors of the past and trying to get to the route cause of why I was using drugs and destroying my life. I wound up staying sober for four years but I never came up with any answers. My life improved a bit, but I still felt very empty inside (therapy terminology). I was lost.

Then one late Summer day sometime during the mid 90's, I was out in a farm in western Maryland with some good friends, and I held aloft a mighty beer can, poured it down my throat, and cried out "By the power of Budweiser", and I was magically transformed into Captain Corky. Born again! Given the choice between feeling dead, and sober the rest of my life or being a drunken slob, and feeling alive, I'll take the liquor every time. But still I didn't have answers to my question.

It's now 1o years later, and let's just say that I have found my answers, and not through the church, a 12 step program, or a Tom Cruise controlled cult. If you are a person who has found your answers through a 12 step program or Church and god, than I am very happy for you. If you've found your answers through a Tom Crusie controlled Cult then your a schmuck!

I've omitted 10 years of testimony from this post in order to keep it shorter. Plus there are lots of elements to that part of my life that I have not yet explored in great detail on this blog. I'm going to save that stuff for a rainy day or as the NFL likes to call it, the off season.
The reason there's pictures of Quarterbacks in this post is because I use them as mile markers for the road map of my life (Corny, I know).

PS. I watched the Bills lose four Super Bowls in a row. Very painful. It still hurts today. In 2000 I moved to Louisville KY, which is only 2 hours from Indianapolis, and I've been watching the Colts week in and week out ever since. This is Peyton's year. I'm reliving my Bills experience vicariously through the Colts. I won't be fooled again. Gulp!

PPS. For all you NFC fans check out this post I wrote before the season started about the Saints.