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How I Love A Good Game

Posted on January 11, 2014 by LFFL

I just love watching Manchester United play soccer/football. The games rarely show on a local television station here so I was pleasantly surprised that it was on one today. I usually have to watch them on a sports channel on cable.

I can be a bit of a nut during gaming season with all the hooping and hollering at the telly, but I enjoy myself SO much! And that’s the point of it really—to have a grand old time enjoying my life, isn’t it?

But, oh, how I love to see them win a game. It’s even more enjoyable then. They won the league last year and in so many prior years. So even though they’re in 7th place in the league so far this season, I have faith in my boys that they’ll hike right back up to the number one spot before the season is over.

Oh, this gets me so excited for the World Cup games this summer!! I’ll be rooting for both England and the USA. They both were lucky enough to get a spot in the World Cup and it pleases me so.

I can already foresee taking off work so I can watch the games “live” in real time—or at least so I can watch England and the USA in real time. It’s more fun that way.

Plus, it drives me absolutely mad to accidentally overhear people talking about the game and who won when I haven’t even seen the game yet!!!!! I don’t even want to accidentally see or hear media coverage of who won or what happened BEFORE I’ve had a chance to watch the game first.

I’d have to cover my ears all day or stay in isolation until I can get home to watch my recordings of the games. I tell you—it’s like walking around on pins, needles, and eggshells all day.

It’s enough to drive me insane before I can get home to watch my recording of the game. So in order to avoid myself going completely coconuts, I’d just rather watch the games live in real time. And with the big time difference there is, I’m sure I’ll be up bloody early in the mornings on some occasions.

So, if you have nothing else to do today, watch your favorite teams play their games throughout the year. Whether at home on the television or live at the stadium and in person is neither here nor there.

Take-Away Life Lesson: It’s perfectly normal to go a little coconuts while watching your favorite teams play during the gaming season. Aw yeah.

Hangin' With My Peeps

Posted on May 1, 2013 by LFFL

Celebrity Friends

The Styx – Tommy Shaw

The Styx – Ricky Phillips

Chuck Panozzo, Lawrence Gowan, Todd Sucherman of the Styx

The Styx – Chuck Panozzo, Lawrence Gowan, Todd Sucherman

I didn’t really know who these guys were when I first saw them and when somebody said the ‘Styx’, it really didn’t ring much of a bell. So I texted one of my sisters and a few friends and they were all WIGGING OUT like psychos! Woah, dude. I was asked, “Are you crazy?!” and told I ‘better’ take pictures of them. I didn’t realize it was that big a deal, but, okay whatever.

The Styx were SO nice that they didn’t just take one picture with me—they did an entire photo shoot. I mean, these are only 3 of about 10 pictures I took with them. We were on a roll with the picture-taking and posing but they didn’t mind at all and they were easy to talk to. Sweet as pie. SO cool of them! Mainly did it for my sister and some friends going to their concert the next night—which I knew nothing about, obviously.

Thanks, guys! You rock!

Wes Brown & Alan Smith of Manchester United

How this happened:

As terrified as I am of flying, I was so desperate to see Manchester United play soccer in person when they came to the States that I went and flew by myself.

Landed, went to the hotel, hotel room was not ready, left my bags there and decided to walk down the street for a bit of window shopping until my room was ready. Browsing, browsing, I stopped inside La Perla and was inside the store all of two minutes when I happened to look up at the people walking down the street and saw two faces that looked SO familiar.

Oh-my-freaking-word!!! WHAT! I know a Wes Brown and an Alan Smith when I see one!! SHUT UP! I couldn’t fly out the door fast enough. I darted out the door like a maniac. They kept walking with their shopping bags—and me, the lunatic, walking a ways behind them trying to keep up with them while thinking of an approach to get them to chat with me and not scare them off.

They kept walking and walking and I was desperate to come up with something quick because I didn’t know where they were headed. What’s a girl to do?! Ahhh!! So the first thing that comes to mind—jump on their backs. Good goin’, girl. That’s the way everyone obviously wants to be approached.

I mean, I had watched these guys play soccer/football every week on the telly for so long and they live clear over across the pond in England—what did you expect me to do?! I had no other approach that sprang to mind. I couldn’t think fast enough. It was just a spur of the moment decision. Don’t judge me!

They turned around, I jumped down, and they started chatting me up. AWESOME!! Talk about a grin from ear-to-ear. I couldn’t stop smiling. And we never once talked about soccer/football really. We just talked about mundane things like how long their flight was vs. mine and the fact that I flew by myself terrified of my really short flight compared to their 8-hour flight, how they liked America, etc., etc.

All we did was talk and walk, talk and walk all the way back to their hotel where they had to be for, what they called, ‘dinner’—though it was really early afternoon. Before they went back inside, they were gracious enough to take pictures with me. YES! I just died right there!

And that’s all she wrote, folks. I was a very happy girl, if only for a moment!

Well, I was minding my own business sitting in my seat during an intermission at a concert between an opening act that had just performed and Hall & Oates coming onto stage. My sister had just asked me to hold a really, really old Hall & Oates album for her that she found from way back in the day that she brought with her. She asked me to hold it while she went ‘to the bathroom’ during the intermission.

Then it happened—a guy 3 rows behind me saw me holding this really old album and thought I might like to go meet Hall & Oates before they went onto the stage to perform. I guess the album I was holding for my sister made him think I was a super die-hard fan because if anybody’s holding something THAT old……….well.

So he came up to me and asked if I wanted to go meet them and to follow him. Woah! Of course, I thought it must be some joke. I couldn’t understand how someone could just appear out-of-the-blue and say something like that—like he had simple access to them. PLEASE! But…….I figured I could always go back to my seat if he was lying and, if he really had another agenda in mind, surely he wouldn’t kill me in front of all these people. So I followed him to humor myself.

And…………….

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When Manchester United Came To Town

Posted on March 12, 2013 by LFFL

Talk about a happy day! I was so excited when I found out Manchester United was coming to my hometown. I finally didn’t have to travel out-of-town to go see them. Yes! I made sure everything was in order immediately:

Tickets bought on the first-day sale—check
Great seats—check
Sexy Man United shirt personally made for me—check
Track players’ flight itinerary—check
Stalk out their hotel—check

No, no—not that last one really. I’m not that crazy I don’t think. I just love them in my own sweet way! Ahhh. I root for them all the way.

And how cool is it that I was sitting directly behind their bench at the game? Yay! I mean, these are my boys after all.

But the only thing I don’t like about watching them play when they come to the States during their hiatus from their regular season is the fact that not all the First Team players are playing. What is that about?

I mean, I want to see the actual players I see on the telly each season who I actually root for when I’m watching it. I don’t particularly want to see the new recruits just because they need some ‘experience’ and ‘practice’ playing with the team during the off-season. I paid money to see the real deal, baby—my First Team BOYS! Don’t mess with me. But at least a few of the First Team guys actually played—just not all of them like I would have liked.

Sir Alex Ferguson of Manchester United — The one and only–Sir Alex Ferguson

To all my people that know Sir Alex like I do—I swear to God if he wasn’t chewing gum I wouldn’t even recognize him.

So, if you have nothing else to do today, expose yourself to the world of Manchester United and watch a game or two. These boys are good at what they do. Check their stats.

Take-Away Life Lesson: Eventually make it to see a home game at Old Trafford in Manchester, England and scheme to buy the team from the Glazers at some point.