Autumn muesings?

It is fall, the darkness lingers later in the mornings, and descends more quickly at night. Even on a warm day, the evenings are cool. The air has a fresh dampness that is refreshing. One can smell the sweetness of victory all around us as play off games are approaching... yes the end of another sports season.

That wonderful convergence of times when we are more then halfway through football season and baseball is finally getting it's World Series contendors lined up. In the midwest, by now we usually sit back and watch those great coastal powerhouse teams in the runup to the Series and are content to count on College Football victories to feel satisfaction, this year the heart of Cleveland beats strong as the warm flush of success cuts through the cool autumn air. Could this be the year that the Tribe really makes us proud. The Buckeyes are No. #1 in the polls but there is the usual chatter about how they don't deserve it, but all who are true to the cause hope that this is the year that they can be vindicated, though respect of the sports writers will still be long in coming.

...and as fierce is our pride here, our fan loyality is not as overwhelming as can be found in countries around the world. The Cold War has ended but the fight for national honor is still strong in distant shores. England is going to Russian for a play off game in soccer. The fan competition now is about which country has the most vicious hooligans!

English fans were famous for the drunkin brawls before during and after the games. Now the Russians are claiming that the Brits have become lazy, that they are content with sitting in front of the the 'teley', drinking beer, and watching the game, WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT! I thought that was a ritual the Americans have perfected years ago. So while fewer and fewer Brits are taking to the streets the Russians are gushing with pride about beating the "Sh...t" out of each other, as a show of strength for their football club. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/7048137.stm

...and I thought those Europeans were so cultured, shut up, pass the chips and another brewsky, the commercal is over it's time to get back to the game!