The true litmus test of friendship is being able to bust one another’s chops at any moment. The player writing the card to her about how the family dog was still her favorite was gold.
I said this on another thread. I’ll say it again with the same amount of give a damn as I said on the other one. I’m pretty much a heartless prick, but when it comes to kids and animals, I can turn into a bawling mess in a heartbeat. It’s why I can’t watch most Budweiser Super Bowl Commercials or pretty much any animated movie. Good Heavens, I bawled my eyes out at Gorillas In The Mist or to this day can’t listen to the song “Feed Jake” by Pirates of the Mississippi even though I’ve heard it 4,000 times or when Van Pelt’s dog died, holy balls……SON OF A BITCH, WHO LET THESE COCKSUCKING DUSTBUNNIES IN HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF WINTER?!?!?!?!?! I’M TELLING YA. Kids and Animals man. Kids and Animals.
After what became his final win as the NC State coach, Les Robinson said, “If they’re going to name a game after you, you might as well win it.”
I can't find it online right now, but when I talk to my students about broadcast journalism, I show them the story that Gary Reaves of WFAA-TV in Dallas did. A Texas teenager died in a skiing accident, and her heart was donated to a woman in Arizona. Reaves' story was about the girl's parents and the recipient meeting for the first time. I have a daughter who, until just recently, was a teenager her ownself, and I cry every time I watch that story. I know what's going to happen in the story. I've shown it enough that I can almost quote it word-for-word. Doesn't matter. Tears every time.
Whoever let Indiana on the floor in those uniforms should be fired. Honor Black History Month with a better uniform.