I woke up this morning at 5:10 laughing like crazy. I had been in the middle of a dream.
My 20-month-old grandson, Charlie, was guarding Terrell Owens. He was frantically pointing his finger and shouting, "Daaaaa," which is his default yell for anything.
When I find myself doing something like that, I know the game is a big game. I have gotten dozens of e-mails from friends around the country who can't see the game, wondering if I have some secret that will help them.
Unfortunately, I don't. But my guess is that some bar somewhere must have the NFL Network.
Can you imagine how we would all feel today if this game was not going to be on TV in Milwaukee? Lord, we'd storm the Time Warner building and burn it to the ground.
With a history in Milwaukee stretching back decades, Dave tries to bring a unique perspective to his writing, whether it's sports, politics, theater or any other issue.
He's seen Milwaukee grow, suffer pangs of growth, strive for success and has been involved in many efforts to both shape and re-shape the city. He's a happy man, now that he's quit playing golf, and enjoys music, his children and grandchildren and the myriad of sports in this state. He loves great food and hates bullies and people who think they are smarter than everyone else.
This whole Internet thing continues to baffle him, but he's willing to play the game as long as OnMilwaukee.com keeps lending him a helping hand. He is constantly amazed that just a few dedicated people can provide so much news and information to a hungry public.
Despite some opinions to the contrary, Dave likes most stuff. But he is a skeptic who constantly wonders about the world around him. So many questions, so few answers.
