Saturday, December 12, 2009

Bowl lotta work

What's this, you ask? Why it's the logo of one of the 2009 Mississippi Bowl, silly.

Why should you care, you ask?

You shouldn't. To even the most dedicated of sports fans, a junior college football bowl doesn't appear anywhere on the map. But I spent four days in beautiful Biloxi, Miss. covering the snot out of it, so you better believe I'm gonna blog about my time there.

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• Here's a little-known benefit about calling Utah your home state: you can spell it in four letters and say it in two syllables. Mississippi? Uh uh. Any guesses on how many times this reporter took the long journey that starts with an M and ends 4 S's, 4 I's and 2 P's later ? 57. Yep. Went back and counted. I have no life.

• With only a few hours away from all things football and bowl-related and no rental car, I didn't get to explore all there is to explore in the Biloxi-Gulfport area. I saw plenty of these ....

hoped to see more of these ....

hit up a few of these ....


(Sidenote: I was up 2 grand at the craps table, remembered I'm Mormon, and called it a night. No worries. It's all going to the ward missionary fund. :) )

got a real good look at the inside of this building ....

enjoyed an excellent game here ...

and chowed down any time they put one of these in front of me.

Didn't bring home any Southern belles as a souviner (sorry Mom). Just a couple T-shirts, foam footballs, and a stomach full of tasty shrimp and fried chicken.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Happy Elk-giving

For the past three years I've barged in on the Rowden family in Kingman, Ariz. for Thanksgiving, and they've treated me like one of their own.

The first year I got the traditional Thanksgiving Day. Turkey Bowl in the morning, Dallas Cowboys game in the afternoon, a fancy feast, pumpkin pie, scintillating conversation and board games galore.

What else could one want?

Last year they tossed in some wrinkles. The turkey bowl was moved indoors for a hoops game. We spent the afternoon working on a deep-fried turkey, and they took the idea of a "assortment" of desserts to the extreme.



In all, there were 23 different kinds of pies and cakes. I took home portions of 6. No problems there.

So it should have come to no surprise to me when I called to invite myself for Thanksgiving this year that they'd spring a whole new concept on me:

Camping and Elk hunting.

Different? Try revolutionary (to me).

A holiday? You betcha!!

The food was great. The games (Nerts, Hearts and Scrutineyes) were humbling. The hunt, sadly, came up empty (curse my luck). The company was fantastic.

Oh, and the scenic views roughly 10 miles up the road were, to say the least, Grand.






Thanks Tony, Vicki, Peggy, Norm, Brad, Corbyn, Emily and Bradley for all the fun.

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Some Thanksgiving week traditions, however, continue to live on.