I was watching the Tennessee Titans and noticed a few of the helmets still have plastic on the top front. My guess is because it’s preseason and they’re trying to reduce any contact marks from other helmets. Wide receivers and the quarterback didn’t have the plastic, just the offensive line.
I’m so excited football is back!
-Out of the Wilderness
I was driving down the street, slightly frustrated with traffic. As I waited to move forward, I began paying attention to this guy on the sidewalk. There wasn’t a bus stop there. He wasn’t going anywhere but he was moving around, with headphones on. Then he began dancing. Eric Church “Smoke A Little Smoke” came on my car stereo. I couldn’t believe the guy dancing was right in the rhythm of the song, and I thought to myself, I love Nashville.
Miracles. We all want them. What comes to mind for me are sports events… the hockey match when the U.S. upset Russia and the movie about it called “Miracle.” When the Tennessee Titans won a playoff game against the Buffalo Bills, the “Music City Miracle.” In all honesty, I don’t actually think either of those were miracles because I believe miracles are events that cannot happen in the natural order of creation. Well, I could go on, but just take a look at the 6th most popular post:
#6: Miracles, What Are They Anyway?
More about the post: Every once in a while I feel the need to ask a question without the assurance that I’ll get an answer. Like recently when I emailed Olive Garden about the song they use in their new commercial. I don’t know if I’ll ever hear from Olive Garden. It would be nice. I would appreciate it. So this post was sort of a common man’s thoughts on what a miracle is. If you care to share your opinion, the by all means post below!
Thanks for reading!
-Out of the Wilderness
Really, this is about blueberries. Certain batches make my face sweat. It must be some kind of allergic reaction. But I don’t know if it’s because the berries are in season, out of season, not ripe, too ripe? I’m just not sure what it is that makes my body react that way. Certainly I’m not the only one. But if so, I was just kidding. Um, so how ’bout them Titans?
1. I was downtown and went out on my lunch break to do a workout. Part of it included running around the Titans football stadium. On the last curve, I changed the routine and added in some box jumps on a nearby curb. Two younger guys were there and they approached me asking, “Do you play for the Titans?” Well, obviously I do, kids!
2. Jogging near the capitol building north of downtown Nashville, I just ran up a steep grassy hill. At the top, I was in the middle of doing pushups when a group of random people were walking nearby. One of them broke away from the group and set a cold bottle of water next to me. Totally unexpected. Now what? I’m supposed to finish my run holding a water bottle the whole time??
In all seriousness, I was amazed at the random kindness of that stranger. Really cool that he’d do that for a Titans football player.
-Out of the Wilderness
Quietly munching on carrots in the back of the Super Bowl party, “The Dark Horse” is mysterious, but funny when it counts, and lends a hand when needed.
The Tennessee Titans are down by two with one second left on the clock. Jeff Fisher takes a timeout, then sends Rob Bironas in. The center hikes the ball as whistles blow. The opposing coach called a timeout. To make a long fake story shorter, Bironas kicked the winning field goal on the next play. The game is not the point here, because first of all, I made it up. You celebrate the win by high-fiving the thirty friends who are with you watching the game. Make that thirty-one. Behind couches and fold-out chairs, over near the dip and orange soda, you reach over to extend a high five to… “The Dark Horse.”
This person is often quiet. They don’t draw attention to themselves by what they say, it’s more about what they do. I knew a guy in college, Justin, who was a “Dark Horse.” Not only that, he was a work horse! He tirelessly served his fellow students in many ways, mostly doing jobs that were undesirable (cleaning toilets, taking trash to dumpsters, etc). His quiet nature added a bit of mystery to his appearance, but if you were to talk to him, you’d find yourself really liking him. He was genuinely one of the good guys.
“The Dark Horse” is one of the good guys (or girls).
While people are chatting about the game, “The Dark Horse” is sweeping up crumbs from a piece of pie someone dropped at halftime. This separation from the group will sometimes get “The Dark Horse” lumped into the label of “The Weird Guy.” It takes conversation to realize that’s a mistake, well, conversation or simple observation. As a career choice, people with this type of personality will most likely never be the president of a bank or a principal of a school. However, they will be leaders. And they will effectively get things done. “The Dark Horse” also shares characteristics of “The Database” and “The Thinker.”