Ok, I know I said "regular postings" or something like that earlier this year. But I haven't followed through with those.... until now.

I promise you, my (hopefully) soon-to-be loyal viewer (or reader, user, or whatever the correct blog term might be) to be more faithful in my postings.

Anyway, thoughts from the weekend.

.... Is there anything more enjoyable than watching Patrick Millikan lead Geoff Walker into the end zone on a screen pass? I talked to Pat after Saturday's win over OWU. He was thrilled to be part of the play, but admitted it was a long way to go for an offensive lineman to provide the lead block. Don't worry, Pat. You did it perfectly!

... speaking of speed, the only thing that might be more enjoyable than watching Pat on a lead block is watching Ray Green, Mike Russell, Bart Banach, Walker, Gabe Guerrero, and the rest of the Wabash receivers run loose on the football field. When Green caught the opening pass against Ohio Wesleyan, he appeared to be in a different gear than every other player on the field. And thank goodness I don't track (and can't with our existing program, so don't ask!) Walker's yards after first contact. I don't have an official figure, but he has to have already broken 100 tackles this season.

... if there's a harder-working 1-7-1 soccer team in the country, I haven't seen it. I came to work this morning and saw Ben Esbaum and the rest of his captain's group putting in extra workout time this morning before classes to prepare for this weekend's match at Allegheny. The team is 0-0-1 in the conference. I'm not one for predictions (ask the Detroit Lions how those work), but I see some promising results on the horizon this season for the Little Giants.

... I don't know which weather service or meteorologist to thank (it's probably The Weather Channel's Jim Cantore. I think if we check Greek mythology, he's probably listed as the god of weather), but we missed nearly all of the bad weather predicted to hit last Saturday. We kept watching the radar in the press box and anticipating the storm's arrival, but it never hit. Nothing like a moderately dry weekend to play home football and soccer matches.