And Here's The Kicker...

Before I start Fan Friday today, I'm here to beg for your help. See it is really important to me because I bolded, italicized and underlined the word beg. Would you just click like on this image? The girls in the lead have 1100+ likes and have way more followers than I do. Please will you help the little man? I never ask for stuff like this, but no better time than the present to start annoying the crap out of everyone! Just click hover your mouse over the Instagram logo and click "view on instagram" and click like. 

Because keep in mind, this is what my hair would look like without the dry bar in my life. Ahh!!

Ok, thank you in advance...
--Management

Today for Fan Friday, I'm pulling a post from the way way way back in the archives. You know, those archives when I first started a blog in 2010 then promptly gave up. I think Whitney is the only one who (admittedly) went back and read these, but I think there is some good info to be shared! Plus, I tweaked it a little... because I clearly didn't know what grammar was back then. 

In football there are two different ways for an offense to score. The first option is the traditional touchdown, which we have already gone over here. A touchdown is the highest amount of points a team can earn on a single play and it is worth 6 points.

There is another way to score though...

The other way to score is through your kicker. It's so weird to me how this little shrimpy guy can win (or lose) your team the game, the division and even the super bowl with just one kick. He really has no need for serious athletic ability. He could be a raging alcoholic getting hammered on the sidelines, but as long as he can still stand long enough to run a straight line and kick the ball in the proper direction, pass the kid a double fireball!

To put this in girl terms. Think of all those crazy relationships in Hollywood where the nerdy, scraggly guy gets the bombshell. What parallel universe did we develop where these things become possible?

Lyle Lovett and Julia Roberts... um WHAT?

Scuse me... how'd he land her?

Even Steve Urkel managed to land Laura in the end. AHHH Revenge of the nerds.

Well the same parallel universe where these guys get the girl of their dreams, is the universe football kickers play on. Let me just tell you about your hero, the kicker.

Let's take the highest paid kicker in the league, Sebastian Janikowski for the Oakland Raiders.

JK LOL LYLAS, this is the kid from Little Giants... below is Sebastian.

This kid makes $5.3 million a year, that's right, 5 MILLION. OMGGG. All he does is kick a stationary ball. The ball doesn't move, it's not like he has to like jump in the air and kick it or anything. IT. IS. STATIONARY.

And here is the kicker (hah!)...

It is a HUGE PENALTY if you so much as touch the kicker, if you even lay a finger on him, the offense gets the ball back and an entire new set of downs to try and score again. Whaaaaaaaa??!?

So i got off on a tangent. Sorry about that, I'm trying to stay focused. I just get upset with society sometimes, argh!

Like I was saying, the kicker can win the game or lose the game for you on one single kick. The kicker's goal is to hit it through the goal posts. Also known as the uprights. Drunk and disorderly fans also know it as a prime piece of property to vandalize after a game.

The kicker has two ways to score points. The first is after a touchdown. This is worth one point and is called the "extra point". This is should be a very easy kick, just 10 yards away and 9 times out of 10 the kicker is able to get that extra point for his team.

A field goal happens when the offense is either unable to score a touchdown, or they only need 3 points to win the game. Although a team can kick a field goal at any time, it is generally taken on the 4th and final down. They are usually kicked inside the defense's 45 yard line. In other words about 45 yards away from the end zone or less. Any farther away, it becomes too difficult for the kicker.

For the kick to be "good" it must be kicked anywhere through the uprights and over the crossbar at the bottom. If it hits the goal post and goes through, it counts, but if it bounces out, the kick is no good.

The closer in, the easier it is obviously, but the further out the more challenging it gets. Consider wind, cold temperatures and the defense trying to block the kick. Can you imagine kicking to win the game in this?

Ok, so I guess the kicker has it pretty tough. I mean, look at the guy who screwed over the Miami Dolphins, Ray Finkle. He never moved on...

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The 6th Anniversary of my 21st Birthday

This past weekend I celebrated my 21st birthday. It was the 6th anniversary of celebrating my 21st birthday, so it was really a big birthday for me. Turning 21 for the 7th time is really no small feat, and really must be celebrated with cake booze and booze. 

On Friday afternoon my mom flew in from Richmond, Virginia. I unfortunately had my work Christmas party that night, so I fetched her from the airport and promptly dropped her off to fend for herself with the ferocious puppies that have invaded my living quarters. 

Our work party was no joke... there was an open bar, authentic Japanese sushi, an open bar, great steak, expensive saki bottles awarded as prizes and there was an open bar. I work for a Japanese company with a bunch of dudes, so you all are getting outfit selfies because my cute outfit and hair and makeup were totally wasted. 

I stood up at the end and drew for a few people to win some nice bottles of Japanese Saki. Naturally, I drew my own name out of the hat, talk about getting dirty looks!!  

Saturday morning, while not so gently nursing a hangover I had magically acquired, my mom and I went shopping and I picked out this gem of a sweater! I promised her I would act surprised to take it out of the bag. "Oh my gosh, this sweater is perfect! What a great present! How did you know!?"

Sweater c/o my MOMMA! (Hah just excited to do a c/o item) can be found here P.S. How do you fashion bloggers make money off these links, please tell me thanks so much. 

After a day of shopping and an afternoon of yet another work event, this time at the bowling alley, I was finally work-free until Tuesday morning. My Mom and I had a weekend full of athletic events to attend, starting with the Mavs game on Saturday night. Funny story, the team we were playing was so bad, that the coach and best player, Dirk called in sick. We still had fun though! I hear we look alike...

Sunday we went to the Cowboys vs. Packers game. I got very very mad and became a raging bitch (not pictured). Let's just say that if someone had told me that it was a Packers home game, I would have believed them. I won't get into any more details because I'll cry, just like Dez.

T-shirt can be found HERE

Monday was a day of pampering, shopping and of course there was a cocktail thrown in! 

Monday night we popped some champagne before we went out for fondue!

Dress from Asos, but it's old --- I'm soooooorrrrrryyyyyy

We went to a place right down the street from my apartment called Simply Fondue. I sat down and promptly asked for a dirty gin martini, per the usual... 

And then the waiter said, "We don't serve liquor." 

Say whaaaaat? 

So I ordered wine. 

And then the waiter said, "Sorry we ran out of wine glasses. Is this water glass ok?

Say whaaaat? 

That certainly didn't stop me from digging in though. As you may know I've been on a health kick, but there aren't any calories on your birthday, right?!?

How long is this post? Good lord, we haven't even gotten to my actual day of birth! I'm almost done, I promise! 

On the actual anniversary of my 21st birthday, I went to Medieval Times, and it was GLORIOUS. Except I wasn't chosen as princess, nor did I receive a single rose from any of the knight games... meanie pants red and yellow knight. See if I ever root for you again, sir.....

It was the best 6th anniversary of her 21st birthday a girl could ask for!!