My associate, Omar, looked better last night (at left) than he did a couple of weeks ago (at right.) The shirt message was completely random, even he really didn't seem to understand why he did it. But it beats getting water spilled on you.
(Omar tracks the offensive plays the coaches call, and assists the training room staff. He's also my counterpart with the girls' basketball program.)
Football... wow, did we get it up the ass last night. Bent over and asked for it good and hard, we did. Nobody is leading that team at all down on the field. There were reports of players laughing on the sidelines, down 21 points just after half. Players who should be leading, I'm told, are making things worse.