The Greatest
This past weekend, Roger Federer won his 10th grand slam tournament – the Australian Open, while Tiger Woods won his seventh consecutive PGA tournament – the Buick Invitational. ESPN paid tribute to the two athletes by comparing their careers in order to answer the question – “Who is the more dominant performer?”
I am probably biased, but without hesitation my answer is Roger Federer. From the ESPN article – “Since the start of 2006, his achievements are mind-numbing. Federer is 99-5 including 13 titles. Remarkably, he has failed to reach the final of any tournament just once in 18 events”. For those of you keeping score at home, Federer’s wining percentage since the start of 2006 is a mind boggling .951
Watching Roger play is captivating. He routinely makes shots that no one else can – and he makes it look easy.
While watching Federer in the Australian Open, the commentators formed a Roger Federer Admiration Society and had many entertaining quotes, but my two favorite are paraphrased below:
“I wonder if we can convene the International Tennis Federation in order to send Roger to a higher league?”
A commentator asked former two time Australian Open champion Jim Courier if he was going to take a swim in the river that runs through Melbourne this year, just like he had after winning the tournament in the mid 90′s. Courier replied, “No, I’d be too afraid I’d go down there and see Roger walking on it”.
Well, We’re Not In Kansas Anymore
I will be leading a college community group this semester out of Athens Church. Their model is to bring in non college students to host and lead these groups to provide some stability and accountability since they’ve had problems with college lead groups before. I walked into the orientation last weekend and was handed a name tag with my name already on it. When I got to the table of guys, one of them immediately asked if I was going to be the leader. I replied, ‘Yes – how did you know? Does it say it on my name tag?”
“No, it’s because you’re old” he replied.
Now I don’t think that’s what he actually said, but that’s what I heard. I’d like to think that I’m not too different from the college kids since I’m currently in college, I’m around college kids constantly, and a lot of my friends in Atlanta are not too far removed from college. But let’s face it, if I see a group of my MBA friends next to a group of undergrads, we stick out like a sore thumb. Unfortunately I get these subtle reminders every now and then that I’m no longer 22. It’s a little depressing.
Daily, Nightly, and Ever So Rightly
Ok, so here’s the deal. There’s a guy who lives below Mark and I who is apparently dating this girl. I’ve never met this guy – so how do I know he’s dating some girl?
Because almost every night between 11:30p and 12a they put on a “show”. And we have thin walls.
So, my question to you, the peanut gallery, is how do Mark and I let them know that we know, and embarrass them without making them hate us. I have several ideas –
1 – Make incredibly lewd comments loudly from my bedroom (directly above his bedroom)
2 – Wait until they are ‘in the mood’, gather 50 of our closest friends outside and then pull some sort of fire alarm (illegal, and impossible because we don’t have a fire alarm to pull in our building… just smoke detectors… but incredibly funny!)
3 – Suggestions? We need some help here.
Athens, Georgia
I hadn’t been to Allgood’s in months, so I had forgotten why I love it so much. Then it hit me. They play great music, and they keep it at a volume level that allows you to have a conversation too. That and I’m told they have the hottest bartender in Athens. I can neither confirm nor deny as I haven’t seen this woman, but she gets rave reviews from the other MBA’s.
I went to see Kitchafoonee Cowboy last night at the Georgia Theater. Oh my goodness. The crowd was about half and half, students and straight up red-necks. I even saw a 40+ year old woman wearing head to toe camouflage. One of the other women there during Willie Nelson’s classic “Mama Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys”, instead pleaded through song for her babies not to grow up to be strippers. She sounded serious.
Finally, if you combine a UGA fan and a balcony, something will get thrown off it. Every home game I went to this year, UGA fans thew whatever they could get their hands on off the upper deck in Sanford Stadium. Last night, things were thrown from the Georgia Theater’s balcony…. I’m not passing judgment… I’m just saying don’t stand too close to the overhang in Athens, Georgia.
P-R-I-V-A-C-Y
As I’m getting closer to graduation and talking to potential employers, I need to be much more aware that the people I may be talking to about a job, may also find their way to this web site. I’ve never tried too hard to advertise this page, but if anyone google’s my name, it’s the first thing that comes up.
For the roughly ten or fifteen of you who read on a consistent basis, I thank you. You all also know me well enough to put anything I say into the right context. While I don’t think I ever say anything that would get me in too much trouble, I must always remember two things.
1. I never know exactly who reads this (though I generally have a pretty good idea).
2. Most importantly, the internet does not convey tone.
I would hate for a potential employer to wrongly interpret something here and make a judgment about me that negatively affects a hiring decision. This page has been here for too long, and I enjoy keeping it too much to take it down, even though that may be the smart decision. While I’ll probably still say stupid things, please help keep me honest and employable.
Thanks for reading =)
Thought to Ponder…
Has anyone in the history of the world eaten a frozen pizza without burning the crap out of the roof of their mouth?
I’d argue no.
It’s not that I like the frozen pizza’s, and every time I buy one – I swear it’ll be the last… it’s just that they are so easy to make….
John
Why can’t my brother grow up, and get a real job like everyone else? Apparently he’s now been invited on a mountaineering trip to Nepal with a guy who summited Mt. Everest in 2005. They won’t be going up Everest, but they will be climbing one of the other survival-challenged peaks. I hate him so badly…. and I am so jealous.
For those who don’t know my brother, he hiked the entire Appalachian Trail in 2005.
Tom Shane is a Capitalist Whore
You know Tom Shane, the jeweler you always hear on the radio? Well, I’ve listened to his ads for years, but I heard one yesterday that sent me over the edge. That’s right, I’m calling you out Tom –
Shenanigans!
I understand women love jewelry, and any occasion they receive it, but since when is it a tradition for a new father to give his wife blue or pink sapphires just because they had a baby? Sure it’s a nice gesture, but he seemed to convey it as automatic as a diamond engagement ring. This is just a ploy to extort more money out of new fathers who already don’t have any idea what’s going on.
Cafe 458
I had breakfast with a friend this morning at Cafe 458. It is a fantastic charity that during the week serves meals to the homeless and provides them with help getting jobs. While on the weekend, it becomes an upscale brunch spot with volunteers and all of the proceeds going to fund their weekday operations. Not only is it a great cause to support just by eating brunch, but the food was also really good! I highly recommend it.
Opa!
Went to Taverna Plaka for Leigh’s birthday party on Friday night. It was the first time I’d ever been there, even though I lived two doors down from it for over a year. It’s a greek place complete with belly dancers, but I’ll be honest, it felt more like a strip club at times. Especially when one of the “exotic dancers” started molesting me with her hips. This was a total surprise as I was not paying attention and looking the other way. Then Rob threw a dollar at me (she was collecting tips) and I had the unfortunate task of finding a way to give her the tip while keeping my dignity. The whole thing was very traumatizing.
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