Why I: Love Being Black

Say it loud – I’M BLACK and I’M PROUD!!

Other than the phrases, “God is good,”

or

“Pizza is from Heaven”

or

“I have the best family and friends ever,” no truer words have ever been spoken.

Today, is the last day of Black History Month. Today marks the culmination of a push across America to squeeze in as much information into the minds of those who will listen about the contributions of black people in America. While today signifies the end of the collective focus, spanning various races, it does not signify the end of the cycle to educate, highlight and uncover facts that need not be ignored.

But that’s not why I’m here.

I could go on and on about the lack of teaching when it comes to black history.

But that’s not why I’m here.

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Ahhhh, boo…

Yep, I am still dragging. I have made peace, for the most part with my 9ers losing. I am still somewhat avoiding ESPN. You do not realize how much they talk about the SuperBowl after the fact until your team loses. And if that “I’m going to Disney World” commercial chases me down one more time, I am going to scream. Thankfully, I have had the remote near by every time and I have managed to avoid hearing those words.

Since I have made peace, I am sure you are wondering why I am still dragging. Football season is now officially over. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Say it ain’t so!!!! What am I going to do?? No Olympics coming up to keep me occupied during the summer months. I do love college basketball and baseball though so I guess I will immerse myself in those. Although, my Wolfpack is not doing so well. *insert sigh* I have faith in them though! We will bounce back.

Last night there was not much to watch on tv, as usual. However, March Madness came early. I managed to catch the last nine minutes of the Michigan-Ohio State game. That was good stuff!! The back and forth. The barrage of threes. The defense. Overtime. Last second shots. Two of the biggest rivals in collegiate athletics. You could not ask for much more on a Tuesday night. Although, I am sad about football season being over, last night’s game was a great reminder of why I love March Madness. If last night’s game is any indication of what is to come in March then we are in for a treat.

Yeah, that is all I have for today. Until next time, TOODELLS!

Approximately 23 weeks until NFL Training Camps open!!!!!

For the love of the pig….skin

The best pig skins can be found in my hometown of Lexington, NC, sandwiched in between a hamburger bun with extra dip on top, fries or hushpuppies to accompany it and a sweet tea to wash it down. *wipes away drool* Ok, wait. That is not the pigskin I am suppose to be talking about. Sorry. I love food. At any time my mind can wander off and begin to think of something decadent to partake of. And if you have to ask what dip is, then you have NEVER had real que.

Anyway, moving right along. Do you smell that? Do you? Close your eyes and take a deep breath. Now do you smell it? You do? Smells great right? Aaaaaaaaaah, the smell of pigskin, the non-sandwich kind. IT’S FOOTBALL SEASON YA’LL!! HAPPY HAPPY, JOY JOY!! I can admit that I am something like an addict when it comes to football. Ok, ok, I am addicted.  Pee Wee. Pop Warner. Little League. Middle School. High School. College. Professional. Flag. Fantasy. You name it, I love it!!! I can talk to you about Cover 2, the wishbone, slot receivers, nickelbacks, 3-4 defense, offsides and blitzing. I can do the Ray Lewis intro dance, the Deion Sanders skip, Aaron Rodgers Discount Doublecheck move and I still Ickey Shuffle from time to time. I know when to yell RED during the National Anthem at Carter-Finley aka The Carter. I know that if Florida State is playing, I will hear the Seminole chant at least 20 times a quarter. I know the University of Maryland has one of the non-prettiest stadiums in the country.

I inherited my love for the game from my mother. As a child growing up in Lexington, Fridays were one of my favorite days of the week. During the late summer, early fall months my Fridays consisted of school, fried croaker(one of my grandma Margie’s specialties) and cheering on the Jackets, home or away. JACKET PRIDE!! My other favorite day was Sunday, of course. If you were at our house on Sunday afternoons, you had two tv choices: the game on CBS or the game on FOX. Unfortunately for me, if the dreaded cowgirlies were playing there was no choice. My mama and aunt are both die hard cowgirlie fans.  I refused to make such a mistake and rebelled early. My team of choice? THE SAN FRANCISO 49ERS!! They were soooooo kool. Their qb was kool. The WR was smoove. And their coach had a full head of white hair. It love at first snap.

The game of football gets me giddy, like first day of school I can not wait to show all my friends my new Trapper Keeper giddy. Most men understand the feeling. Some women do not. The women give me that horrified look when I tell them football over Lifetime any day. Their mouths drop open when they find out I enjoy watching Cam Newton play because I know at any moment he can change the whole momentum of the game with his feet. The fact that he is handsome is just an added bonus.

Tomorrow, the college football season begins. OH BOY!! Friday night, my beloved WOLFPACK take the field to show Tennessee who’s boss. Since I am a blogger, this would be a great time to make a prediction huh? Let me see. USC(with the pound cake schedule they have, they better make it) and LSU for the championship. LSU redeems itself. Now back to my regularly scheduled thoughts…next Wednesday night, I will be plastered in front of the TV for the start of the NFL season. HAPPY HAPPY, JOY JOY!! Unfortunately, I have to be subjected to watching the team who “beat” my team to go to the Super Bowl last year and quote unquote “America’s Team.” Regardless, I am ecstatic that football is back. I was struggling during the off months, like I always do. Thank God for the Olympics. If it were not for them, I may have been tempted to watch Lifetime.

Until next time….TOODELLS.

She knows the game? Yes! She knows the game.

The picture speaks for itself. Kassie is a sports fanatic.

I love attending games. I love watching games. I love keeping up with stats. I love debating sports. I love seeing records being set and records being broken. I love cheering my team on to victory. I am addicted to ESPN. I even have an ESPN banner hanging in my living room. I love everything about sports. Well, almost everything. I can do without the lying, cheating and deception but hey that is the world we live in.

For years, I have gotten compliments on my vast knowledge of sports. Just a few of weeks ago a schoolmate of mine, Larry, said to me, ” girl you need to get a job covering/writing for some sort of sports network or paper. I think it’s your calling to bring the facts while at the same time getting under the skin of the opposition! It’s what you’re great at!” I’ve heard that plenty of times before but for some reason, on that particular day the wheels started churning. And churning. And churning. Until a solution was churned out….this blog :-}.

My love and knowledge of sports classifies me as rare. It is not often you will find a lady that wears 5.5 inch heels who can name all the members of the Dream Team, knows all the words to the Chicago Bears Fight Song, Bear Down, can quote famous rants by Allen Iverson, Jim Mora, Dennis Green & Herm Edwards or can get into a car and show you how Dale Earnhardt, Sr. celebrated his one and only Dayotona 500 win. Don’t worry Ma, I have never done that ;-}. I have dreams of sitting at the debate desk on ESPN’s First Take. I have dreams of providing coverage of the SuperBowl from the sideline. I have dreams of being in Rio in 2016 for the Olympics as not only a fan but a commentator. I want to sit down one day and have a talk with Jerry Rice. I want to meet Josh Hamilton one day and tell him how much he inspires me. I want to play catch one day with Peyton Manning. I want to have some kool stories to tell my future children so they can tell all their friends and I’ll be deemed the “Kool Mama.” Today is the day I begin turning those dreams into reality.

As the years have passed by, I have come to the realization that my love for sports is part of who I am. Always have. Always will be. The fact that I am a woman, just helps me stand out in the crowd.