Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, old people who don’t have a clue, the Train Daddy proudly brings to you sporting news at a genius level. Anyone who keeps up with my column knows that my specialty is football; well that’s my main squeeze. All of these other sports are like one night stands that I keep up with, and, to a point, love. I love sports, sporting events, crazy yelling fans, cold beer and warm nachos; just the atmosphere gives me the warm tingly feeling.
Like I said, football knowledge isn’t my only forte, like some of my special ladies know. When the Train Daddy is 100 percent, I’m going to hit a home run, pull off a hat trick, triple double that bootie, or like the man Tiger, put it in the hole in one amazing power drive baby. All in all my people and fans of the ’Boro, I am back and it’s time to talk hockey and March Madness baby!
First off I want to start with some hit-you-in-the-mouth, Predators hockey in the midst of a playoff run. All of you hockey haters who don’t believe hockey is suited to be played down South, I mean this in all kindness: “shut the puck up!”
As of presstime the Predators are tied for the eighth spot in the NHL West with 73 points. All I can say is by Thursday, March 19, after a tough three-game road trip, let’s hope we take care of business.
At one point in my life I was skeptical about whether or not I was a fan of hockey. I watched games on television and even remember going to Municipal Auditorium to watch the Knights in the minor leagues. All I can say is this: go to a game if you haven’t been, and man oh man, it’s exciting and the heckling is like no other sport.
Over the years we’ve had a pretty good team in Nashville and talk of them moving hurt my feelings. The fan base seems to get better every year and there are plenty of fang finger freaks out at the games. I bow to you fans of Cell Block 303.
If you have a problem with hockey or the Train, send a letter to the editor. If that’s not kosher enough for you, you can come find me and I will knock you out like my man Tootoo does game after game.
Alright, on to the big games, on to madness. It’s March baby, and that’s in my opinion the most exciting time the sport of basketball has to offer. Your No. 1 seeds all seem pretty legit: Louisville, North Carolina, Pitt and the Huskies. There could be an argument over whether or not Memphis deserves that spot over UConn. It doesn’t matter; it’s just something for Kornheiser and Wilbon to argue over. It also doesn’t matter because UConn will be beat by Purdue and won’t even make the Elite 8. Memphis as the No. 2 seed will make it to the championship game. They’re nasty and the only Division 1 team with fewer than three losses this season. It’s all defense.
Since I was a little Train Kiddy and before I became the Train Daddy, I have always been a Kansas Jayhawk fan. “It’s great to be a Jayhawk,” that was the motto. Well last year’s national title win over Memphis was impressive. This year I do have the Jayhawks getting past Louisville in the elite 8, and then, well, it’s Memphis Tiger time, and they will get their revenge against Kansas in the Final Four. Memphis looks too impressive and I think it’s their year.
I don’t want to talk about Pitt, but they will be there in the mix. Those two classic regular season wins over UConn , and all their other wins, they are a nasty. North Carolina and Duke are both great squads, but I hate both teams and wish defeat upon them.
My Cinderella hopeful would have to be my man in the orange jacket, they would have to run the East division, and that’s the toughest division I believe. Tennessee fans hope and pray hard, and I mean pray hard, to the basketball gods. I hope, but they’re not going far on my money bracket – Monopoly money of course. Ha!
Well the Train is rolling out of the station. Come to Friday’s where we will have the March Madness package, cheap beer and cheap appetizers. To all my people: much love, and like the $100 million Big Al, if you see a hater, stomp him in the head baby!
