I just got done watching the Cavs come back and smash the Mavs and then Tiger went to work and won Bay Hill again, on his third event back. As a sports fan it doesn't get better than that. Oh, not to mention the college games...
The Cavs started off slowly but picked it up and LeBron once again had a crazy dunk that no one wanted to challenge. But this dude for the Mavs, #1, may have had the dunk of the game... He tip dunked on Andy's back and rode him to the ground like a cowboy!!!! Oh it was crazy, but Andy had the last laugh with the win. Cavs are playing very good basketball right now and have what it takes to win it all! Go Cavs!
Tiger.. Tiger.. Tiger.. what else can you say? Tiger is the best in the world because he putts the best. In his first two touneys he wasn't putting as well so he was struggling a little. But the putts he made today may have been more amazing then some of the shots. Tiger is a true entertainer leaving me and my family at the edge of our seats as we watched. As the round went on, me and my brother agreed the "Tiger factor" was taking affect. O'hair was dropping shots and looking a little rattled. When it came to the last couple of holes, I knew Tiger was making those putts.
My team UNC is still alive, but I didn't have MSU (team I wanted to win) beating L'ville. Great surprise thought. Both teams really dominated the games and I'm happy to see two of my favorite college teams and programs move on. UNC all the way!
Great day in sports
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Rebirth of Love
The rebirth of love is like none other
Can be deeper than that of a brother
Coming into the light after being under cover
To rebirth or bounce back like rubber
Comes from the perfect one for you, a perfect lover
To be reborn in love is not by chance
You can tell after that first dance
Like trying on all those jeans, then finding the right pants
They just fit, a perfect pair
People see them in love and just stair
Happiness that can’t hide behind sun glare
Don’t care where they are long as they are there
There together
To warm each other in cold weather
One is a great paper, with the other being the header
But its not all one way
There is night and there is day
To over come the bad, the hurt in them
He needs her like she needs him
The chances apart are slim
They were dead or close to dead by love
Only thing could save them needed to come from above
And to jump start they needed a little shove
A push, to come face to face
Already had a foundation, a base
All he asks of her is, “Believe in me”
Now they’re living in the rebirth, can you see?
Rebirth of love, and hopefully a rebirth in she
Can be deeper than that of a brother
Coming into the light after being under cover
To rebirth or bounce back like rubber
Comes from the perfect one for you, a perfect lover
To be reborn in love is not by chance
You can tell after that first dance
Like trying on all those jeans, then finding the right pants
They just fit, a perfect pair
People see them in love and just stair
Happiness that can’t hide behind sun glare
Don’t care where they are long as they are there
There together
To warm each other in cold weather
One is a great paper, with the other being the header
But its not all one way
There is night and there is day
To over come the bad, the hurt in them
He needs her like she needs him
The chances apart are slim
They were dead or close to dead by love
Only thing could save them needed to come from above
And to jump start they needed a little shove
A push, to come face to face
Already had a foundation, a base
All he asks of her is, “Believe in me”
Now they’re living in the rebirth, can you see?
Rebirth of love, and hopefully a rebirth in she
Dear America
He wasn’t my dad though I called em pops
Round the way he ran all the shops
He was like the pope
Took me in, even in my hip-hop gold chains, heavy rope
All the real gangsters reported to him
And when he got mad, the lights got dim
He brought me up, took me under his wing
I was living the American dream
I was his right hand, no one was closer
If he was the wall, I was a poster
Many people hated that fact about me
But more so because I wasn’t the color of he
A black man getting ready to take over a white mans empire
So now they turned on me and that feeling is sour
Dear America you got a problem see
I’m only what you made me
You kicked me to the curb and told me to survive
But you only gave me dirt paying jobs, besides
You made it so gangsters were my role models
Walking the streets filled with drugs, dead bodies and broken beer bottles
Then you never reported the murders you caused
You just kept us caged like hogs
And now you’re surprised to see what you see?
This is you also, not just me
I learned from the ultimate hustler, you
Your ideals and ways stuck like glue
Scarface, godfather, the sopranos
Dark gangsta sounds of the violin and the piano
If I die you die
Then it’s really bye bye Ms. American Pie
Because I’m the glue that holds you together
With out me the storm you couldn’t weather
But it was you who over ran jails instead of schools
Instead of us owning the biz, we built the pools
See you helped create a way of life that’s gotten out of hand
Now the whole world sees the flaws of this land
Instead of perpetuating the problem teach us a craft and trade
Hey I’m calling a spade a spade
Or give us the means
Meaning the green
Poor people can’t help the poor so to speak
We may have missed a generation, but the outlook isn’t bleak
Your plan, we solvin’
Dear America, you got a problem
Round the way he ran all the shops
He was like the pope
Took me in, even in my hip-hop gold chains, heavy rope
All the real gangsters reported to him
And when he got mad, the lights got dim
He brought me up, took me under his wing
I was living the American dream
I was his right hand, no one was closer
If he was the wall, I was a poster
Many people hated that fact about me
But more so because I wasn’t the color of he
A black man getting ready to take over a white mans empire
So now they turned on me and that feeling is sour
Dear America you got a problem see
I’m only what you made me
You kicked me to the curb and told me to survive
But you only gave me dirt paying jobs, besides
You made it so gangsters were my role models
Walking the streets filled with drugs, dead bodies and broken beer bottles
Then you never reported the murders you caused
You just kept us caged like hogs
And now you’re surprised to see what you see?
This is you also, not just me
I learned from the ultimate hustler, you
Your ideals and ways stuck like glue
Scarface, godfather, the sopranos
Dark gangsta sounds of the violin and the piano
If I die you die
Then it’s really bye bye Ms. American Pie
Because I’m the glue that holds you together
With out me the storm you couldn’t weather
But it was you who over ran jails instead of schools
Instead of us owning the biz, we built the pools
See you helped create a way of life that’s gotten out of hand
Now the whole world sees the flaws of this land
Instead of perpetuating the problem teach us a craft and trade
Hey I’m calling a spade a spade
Or give us the means
Meaning the green
Poor people can’t help the poor so to speak
We may have missed a generation, but the outlook isn’t bleak
Your plan, we solvin’
Dear America, you got a problem
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