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There are places I'll remember All my life though some have changed Some forever, not for better Some have gone and some remain All these places have their moments With lovers and friends I still can recall Some are dead and some are living In my life I've loved them all

My timing is off But sometimes that's how it all works Believe it or not We don't have a choice In matters of the heart

As I lay upon my bed, I begin dreaming Of how it's gonna be, the day that I am free Once I settle like the dust upon the table But then you came along You helped me write this song I don't know what day it is I can't recall the seasons I don't remember how we got this far All I know is I'm loving you for all the right reasons In my sky you'll always be my morning star

Demetrius Bell's head just exploded somewhere out there

The old NFL was great. It's the foundation that all of this grew from. But l think that we sometimes put on rose colored glasses when we look back. With respect to game presentation, it's always been tied to current pop culture to a large extent. I trust that plenty of older fans back in the 80's didn't care for LA Raider highlights choreographed to Duran Duran's "Wild Boys" or commercial fade outs to "Do The Hustle" or "TSOP by MFSB" back in the 70's. Disco sucked! Remember? What could have ever been more cringe worthy than Creed flying around on cables performing at halftime of a Thanksgiving game, if memory serves? The point is, of course the presentation of the game will evolve with the culture that it is grounded in. I don't remember my father being upset or becoming disinterested because Frank Sinatra and Glenn Miller were not pregame or halftime staples in the early 70's. I do remember bars and restaurants holding events to allow fans to throw bricks at a television sets as Howard Cowell droned on. People lost their minds over him with an intensity that made our relationship with Chris Collinsworth look like a love affair. Nothing has changed here folks, just our perceptions as we age. Does anyone remember the Steelers Super Bowl victory of the Seahawks. There were probably five calls more egregious than the call at the end of the game Sunday. How about Nickel Robey in NFC championship game a few years back. I remember a regular season game back in 2020 when the Bills got a super shaky PI call in the closing seconds to beat the Rams. Hell, if I go back in my memory far enough, I can remember screaming my brains out at Rich Stadium because a Randy McClanahan interception that would have ended "The Streak" against Miami was ruled an incompletion despite what we were all convinced that we saw on the dot matrix replay on the monochromatic scoreboard. There's always been questionable calls and always will be questionable calls because they are JUDGEMENT calls made subjectively by human beings, not a one of which has ever been graced with perfection. "Whisper words of wisdom, Let It Be".

Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain For your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone

Doctor, my eyes have seen the years And the slow parade of fears without crying Now I want to understand I have done all that I could To see the evil and the good without hiding You must help me if you can Doctor, my eyes Tell me what is wrong Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?

Von in the commercial game looking nimble again...

Willful ignorance on your part. He absolutely was.

I'm flying in Winchester cathedral Sunlight pouring through the break of day. Stumbled through the door and into the chamber, There's a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face And a feeling deep inside of me tells me This can't be the place

Almost cut my hair It happened just the other day It's gettin' kinda long I coulda said it wasn't in my way But I didn't and I wonder why I feel like letting my freak flag fly Yes, I feel like I owe it to someone Must be because I had a flu for Christmas And I'm not feeling up to par It increases my paranoia Like looking at my mirror and seeing a police car But I'm not giving in an inch to fear 'Cause I promised myself this year I feel like I owe it to someone When I finally get myself together I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather And I'll find a place inside to laugh Separate the wheat from the chaff I feel like I owe it To someone, yeah RIP David Crosby 😪

This one goes out to the one I love This one goes out to the one I've left behind A simple prop to occupy my time This one goes out to the one I love

I want the sun to shine on me I want the truth to set me free I wish the followers would lead With a voice so strong it could knock me to my knees Hold on world 'cause you don't know what's coming Hold on world 'cause I'm not jumping off Hold onto this boy a little longer Take another trip around the sun

Hey Jude, don't be afraid. You were made to go out and get her. The minute you let her under your skin, Then you begin to make it better. And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain, Don't carry the world upon your shoulders. For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder

When I'm sad, she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free It's alright, she said, it's alright Take anything you want from me Anything, anything Fly on, little wing

Walk on, walk on What you've got they can't deny it Can't sell it, or buy it Walk on, walk on Stay safe tonight And I know it aches And your heart it breaks And you can only take so much Walk on walk on

Interesting decision point for draft, OL or WR? We definitely have a need for both. I can't help but think of the Bengals on the clock two years ago when they desperately needed OL help. Every draft expert projected T Penei Sewell as a natural fit. Instead they went with WR JaMarr Chase to compliment an already nice looking WR duo of Higgins and Boyd. Two years later they are defending AFC champs, looking strong again heading into divisional round of playoffs and still needing OL help. I doubt they have second thoughts about their pick. Now if we could only get a JaMarr Chase type talent to fall way down the board.

If they are looking to give up 30 - 50 points, then great. Study that tape!

If you could see what I see, you'd be blinded by the colors Yellow, red, and orange, and green, and at least a million others So tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around

I dream of rain I dream of gardens in the desert sand I wake in vain I dream of love as time runs through my hand Sweet desert rose Whose shadow bears the secret promise This desert flower No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Nightswimming, remembering that night September's coming soon I'm pining for the moon And what if there were two Side by side in orbit Around the fairest sun? That bright, tight forever drum Could not describe nightswimming

She knows that it's real But the situation doesn't fit I know what I feel And I know that this is really Everything it's all about And I don't have a single doubt My timing is off But sometimes that's how it all works Believe it or not We don't have a choice In matters of the heart

Why's it so great just to wake every day Alive and by your side It's a mystery I guess There's lots of things I can't find It's not the way that you look But your move that catches my eye Why's it so soft when the cannons Unload on the others? Why're we so loud when we say It won't happen to us? Why does my mind blow to bits Every time they play that song? It's just the way that he sings Not the words that he says, or the band I'm in love with this soul It's a meaning that I understand

Put your hand in the hand of the man that stilled the water Put your hand in the hand of the man who calmed the sea, oh yeah You gotta take a good look at yourself, and you can look at others differently Put your hand in the hand of the man from Galilee Hey, put your hand in the hand of the man that stilled the water

And from the first time that she really done me Oh she done me, She done me good I guess nobody ever really done me Oh she done me, She done me good Don't let me down Don't let me down Don't let me down Don't let me down