What is the world coming to? Little boys' TDs are limited...what are we to do! Watch video below and read article here.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Recalling a Historical Day of Tragedy: September 11, 2001
Watch below...my recollection of the site and feelings of the events of September 11, 2001.
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Share your comments, experience.
Photos are Below.
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| Ground Zero in 2004. |
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| From the window of the Empire State Building. |
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| Above the railing at Ground Zero. |
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| Another window view. |
Thursday, September 1, 2011
History of my love affair...with football.
written by: stacia_doss.
I think it was probably sixth or seventh grade when I actually became interested in football. That’s when my dad started buying season tickets for Tennessee State football games for the family including: him, me, my mom, and my sister (until she left for college). My other sister was in college, and she occasionally would meet us. Anyway, before then, the most I really knew about the sport was the Super Bowl, because when that time of the year came around, we (the family) would always plop in front of the TV, eat chili, and laugh at the funny and fascinating commercials. That’s what I associated football with. A first down? Safety? Field goal? 2 point conversion?...I had no idea what any of these things were.
Since sixth grade, my sports focus had always been basketball. And after going to all these HBCU (FYI Historically Black College and Universities) games, what made them all so fun to me was just people watching and seeing the band. But after few years, I started asking questions. We would even travel for some of these games. I wanted to learn it, and know it. After all, not all games had the exciting halftimes and theatrical bands like HBCU’s did. By the time I was in high school, (I don’t remember the year), I had the chance to go to my first professional game. I went to see the Tennessee Titans play at what I believe was then known as the Adelphia Coliseum with my dad. I had been coming to the Coliseum for years, watching the college teams go head to head, but this time it was REAL. No band. No majorettes. No outrageously over and under-dressed people to watch. I was there to watch the game.
I don’t remember who the Titans played. I just remember being really hot, and sitting in what seemed like a really high (yet good) seat, and I KNEW the game. That was something I hadn’t been able to say for much of my short life before that game…even after years of watching football. It was pretty exciting. Since that day, I have been to two other professional games, and have sat in the domes of at least three other teams. I am still attending those games with my parents, and my sister occasionally joins us. My childhood of college football-watching made me the fan I am today. But my HBCU football watching molded me in another way, too. It introduced me to tons of old school music. I get a sense of joy when I hear songs like “Happy Feelings” and “Let’s Stay Together”…reminiscing on the band playing them. Maybe that bonding with my family brought out the Old Soul in me that never left…Who knows?
Since sixth grade, my sports focus had always been basketball. And after going to all these HBCU (FYI Historically Black College and Universities) games, what made them all so fun to me was just people watching and seeing the band. But after few years, I started asking questions. We would even travel for some of these games. I wanted to learn it, and know it. After all, not all games had the exciting halftimes and theatrical bands like HBCU’s did. By the time I was in high school, (I don’t remember the year), I had the chance to go to my first professional game. I went to see the Tennessee Titans play at what I believe was then known as the Adelphia Coliseum with my dad. I had been coming to the Coliseum for years, watching the college teams go head to head, but this time it was REAL. No band. No majorettes. No outrageously over and under-dressed people to watch. I was there to watch the game.
I don’t remember who the Titans played. I just remember being really hot, and sitting in what seemed like a really high (yet good) seat, and I KNEW the game. That was something I hadn’t been able to say for much of my short life before that game…even after years of watching football. It was pretty exciting. Since that day, I have been to two other professional games, and have sat in the domes of at least three other teams. I am still attending those games with my parents, and my sister occasionally joins us. My childhood of college football-watching made me the fan I am today. But my HBCU football watching molded me in another way, too. It introduced me to tons of old school music. I get a sense of joy when I hear songs like “Happy Feelings” and “Let’s Stay Together”…reminiscing on the band playing them. Maybe that bonding with my family brought out the Old Soul in me that never left…Who knows?
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