Pumpkin Pie, front yard football and Little Bunny Foo Foo
By Joe McAdory
I’m back from a Thanksgiving trip to Daytona Beach. Here are a few observations:
* Three large pieces of pumpkin pie can send your blood sugar threw the roof. I found out the hard way. But you know ... that really was good pumpkin pie. I’d do it again.
* Playing football in the front yard is far more difficult when your 40 than when you’re 14.
* Perhaps it’s time the free world joined our fight against terrorist organizations. What happened in India the other day was nothing short of disgusting and I expect we’ll see more.
* The cheapest spot for unleaded gasoline between Auburn-Opelika and Daytona Beach was ... drumroll ... Opelika. Saw gas for $1.60. Gas in Tifton, Ga., was in the upper $1.60s. Gas in Florida ranged from $1.70 to $1.95 in Daytona.
* Pelican Bay Golf Club in Daytona Beach offers an incredible deal ($21 for 18 holes) at a very nice facility, but that place continues to destroy any confidence I have in my game. There’s water on 15 holes.
* I don’t see the result of Saturday’s Iron Bowl to be surprising at all considering how both teams have played this season. I predicted 27-0 to someone the other day. Auburn must make major changes if it wants to be competitive next season.
* Found out there wasn’t a dead cat in my well after all. It was a dead rabbit. Thanks, Little Bunny Foo Foo. Now I have no water.