A Day In The Woods

I thought about writing about the Bengals game. I could fume about the referees and the bogus roughing-the-passer call that gave the Bucs the game, but good teams overcome bad calls and my heart just wasn't in it; Graham should never have had to try and kick a 62-yarder to win the game. I heard him on the radio discussing how he'd missed and I found myself shouting "Dude, it was 62 YARDS!" Not his fault.

I could write about how poorly the Cards played against the Bearcats, and how uncomfortable it makes me seeing us outplayed by an unranked club and having our coach say he told the players to enjoy the win anyway, but I won't.

Instead I want to call your attention to the outstanding blog entries Paul-A-Ver publishes. He wrote up the trip several of us made to Fort Duffield Sunday, and I think Douglas Adams himself would describe the author as "one cool frude."

What other group of guys - including Phatman who will kick your ass on a downhill while sporting a cowbell on his handlebars - can you hang with and discuss Civil War history, Didgeridoo, the Bengals, Proust, dual-suspension bikes and Alain de Botton all in one trip?