The straight scoop
from Colonel Mustard
Jan. 2, 1998 (a.m.)
Here we are in Miami with the usual
suspects: Mr. Golf from Omaha, the good Doctor and Carol from Georgia, the family Deav, and of course
Colonel Jr. Crappy weather here, rainy
and real windy. Not a problem for the
Colonel, of course, I'm here for one
purpose and one purpose only.
We found a great place called the Iguana
Cafe to watch the Big 10/Pac 12
championship yesterday. (They played the Alan
Parsons Project tune at halftime and the
place went nuts.) The Iguana doesn't quite stack up to the old reliable Elbo Room but is pretty fair
nonetheless. We got a little over-served, but it's hard not
to do with our crowd.
We found it real interesting that the
Michigan players were wearing national
championship hats after their game that
lasted 59 minutes and 59 seconds. The
Colonel wonders: What poll made them
The way I see it, the Michigan win
should focus our guys on winning this
for Tom. Period. End of sentence.
We're not playing for style points, to
cover the spread etc.
It will take some of the adventure out
of tonight's contest being out here at
Joe Robbie or Pro Player or whatever they're calling it this week. The good Doctor is
disappointed we won't get to have a
pregame cocktail at the Orange Bowl Bar, but I guess that's progress.
In some ways what poetic justice it would be for
T.O. to end his career 13-0 and still be
in second place. I know over the years
Dr. Tom and I haven't always seen eye
to eye, but tonight we all just need to
enjoy his final game and appreciate all
that he has done (while stomping all
over the Vols).