Hello and welcome to my first ever blog post! It's GREAT to have you with us...er, me. I have no idea what this blogging thing is all about, but I had some free time on my hands and started one at the suggestion of Amy. Basically I will use "Memoirs of a Cheesehead" for musings both personal and professional. "Personal" referring to whatever I want to share or in some cases let out; "professional" referring to articles that I may write when I'm bored about whatever happens to be happening in the sports world. Maybe Mike Greenberg will come across this and get me a radio show. Or maybe not.
Thus begins my first actual blog post...................
Classes start tomorrow and I have mixed emotions about it. The first day of classes are always exciting and nerve wrecking at the same time. You'd think by now I'd have gotten used to it, but there's just something weird about the first day. Maybe it's the fact that teachers generally just want to read the syllabus to you and then let you go, which makes for alot of downtime between classes. Or maybe it's not knowing who you're going to sit by. Let's face it, the first day of class is incredibly crucial. Most of the time people always return to the seat that they sat in on the first day, so you've gotta make sure you get a good seat next to somebody you're gonna like sitting next to for the next four months. Or maybe it's just the fact that on the first day you find out what assignments you're going to have to make the semester way longer. Take International Marketing for example...I know that on the first day we're going to be split up into groups of people that we don't even know and are going to be given an enormous paper/project to do. Stuff like that makes me sick. You know the belief that some people have that hell is a representation of your least favorite things in this life, only to a much larger degree? Well my personal hell would likely consist of snakes, being tickled, and having to do group projects for the rest of eternity. I'll take the fire and brimstone.
But as irritating as the first day can be, it does represent a fresh beginning, a new start, and new experiences to come. However, I'm not sure I want something new. If I could do last semester again, I would. I got to know some really cool people, became more involved, and I think I really grew as a person. I also had my best collegiate semester to date, totalling 4 A's and a B. Then over the summer I grabbed another of each, so now there's the added pressure of reproducing those numbers. I hope that this semester is even better. I want to continue making good grades and I want to keep or extend the extent of my social life. I've made alot of good friends over the past several months and I want to keep those relationships strong.
So now the professional musings.....This time of year is one of my favorites. Football is starting up and baseball is winding down. The Packers gave me a good first showing in week one of the preseason by blanking the Browns 17-0. Aaron Rodgers looked particularly good throwing for over 100 yards and a TD in limited action. The touchdown came on a scramble followed by a 53 yard bomb to Donald Driver. I watched the replay over and over. It gave me goosebumps. Just hearing the announcer yelling about what had just transpired was enough to excite me. I love football.
In the baseball world the Braves are right about where I thought they'd be. Thankfully we've been pretty hot since the All-Star break *knocks on wood*. If we can keep it going we just might end up in the playoffs if the cards fall right. Gotta get run support for our pitchers and Kawakami can't allow 6 runs per start.
I guess that'll wrap up blog post #1. Let the games begin.
Amusing musings about life and sports, which are not as different as you might think.
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Well done, man.
ReplyDeleteYour profs don't teach the first day?!? Dude...I had an hour and a half lecture. Of course, it was a once-a-week class...