While today certainly doesn't rank with Christmas or Thanksgiving, I consider today a holiday worth celebrating annually. Sorta like Mother's Day or Fathers Day. Anyhow, Happy May 17th to all!
A perfect month to celebrate -- along with two daughters' birthdays, my wife's birthday, Mothers Day and our anniversary. Thank goodness this is one May celebration that will not require presents, flowers or dinner.
(05-17-2015 03:27 PM)ODU AGGIE Wrote: A perfect month to celebrate -- along with two daughters' birthdays, my wife's birthday, Mothers Day and our anniversary. Thank goodness this is one May celebration that will not require presents, flowers or dinner.
Happy anniversary, Monarchs!
But I think it does require us all to light a bonfire in our backyards and burn Tom Yeager in effigy.
There were two great things about ODU's admittance to CUSA. The obvious upgrade in exposure and competition, first. The less obvious but still satisfying, though, was Tony Mercurio's apoplectic reaction to the news. Here he was, Mr. ODU in his mind, completely caught unawares and ranting about what a horrible move it was because it would hurt the women's basketball program, begging Wood Selig to call him and pissing himself blind in general. Not only was the over-the-top buttmad funny, but it revealed just how out of the loop he was by that point. He loved to brag about "scooping" the Pilot and the other local media outlets over minor news items or the occasional commit (usually women's basketball), but when it came to the biggest sports story possibly in school history, he was caught with his size 68s around his ankles.
(05-17-2015 05:39 PM)Cyniclone Wrote: There were two great things about ODU's admittance to CUSA. The obvious upgrade in exposure and competition, first. The less obvious but still satisfying, though, was Tony Mercurio's apoplectic reaction to the news. Here he was, Mr. ODU in his mind, completely caught unawares and ranting about what a horrible move it was because it would hurt the women's basketball program, begging Wood Selig to call him and pissing himself blind in general. Not only was the over-the-top buttmad funny, but it revealed just how out of the loop he was by that point. He loved to brag about "scooping" the Pilot and the other local media outlets over minor news items or the occasional commit (usually women's basketball), but when it came to the biggest sports story possibly in school history, he was caught with his size 68s around his ankles.
