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Appalachian State University Football 1-AA Championship game

I made an album of photos so you might feel like you were there. See the sidebar.

Who is the stalker?

I'm going to pretend for a moment that I have no editing work to do at all and that my favorite football team didn't just win the 1-AA National Title...just for a moment. Amuse me.
Do you see that guy who is following the guy blowing his nose? Do you know who that is? Why it is Dennis Haskins, of course. He was up the in the press box at the championship game in Chattanooga. If you still have no clue who he is...what if I mentioned the name Richard Belding as in Principal Belding of the 'Saved by the Bell' sitcom. I am sure that Mr. Haskins is a whole lot nicer than he appears at this moment, but I would say that this photo of him may shatter the stereotypical jovial role in which he is cast and land him into acting in more darker genres of film.

Thanks Typepad. I'm unable to post about my teams 1-AA championship. You couldn't pick a worse time to gone down....

Technicolor Me...

Just me being stupid while waiting for a client to get ready for a photo shoot...I probably should've smiled, but it is kinda hard holding a camera from your chest while wildly aiming in a direction...

So, it is official. ASU football is something because my mother not only watched last week's game on ESPN2 (looking for me of course) but intends to watch the championship game as well. Way to go, Mom!
I leave at the crackass of dawn on Friday--in strange weather--to make sure that I will be on the sidelines...

Go APPS!

Note to the rest of you well-intentioned but misinformed reporters: If I read or hear 'Appy' State one more time...I'm gonna be so unprofessional...

A Gray Day

At first light this morning I could feel the weight of an incoming storm settling. The sky was heavy with clouds all day-gray clouds filled with textures. The sky must work out because I saw several 6-packs of abs rippling overhead.
This evening is a calm before the storm both literallly and figuratively.
A winter weather event will pass through the High Country. It doesn't take a high tech weather man to point this out to me. The looming clouds and smell of the air speak volumes to me.
The girls went to school today and were informed that despite the inclement weather, final exams will make before the Christmas break. One child is studying, the other will always dance her way through life....
I will be headed for Chattanooga soon to cover Appalachian's performance in the 1-AA Football National Championship. If you read this blog, I'm sure you are weary of all this sports posts, but it has consumed my worklife lately.
I am looking forward to the end of all the storms so that I may return to my peaceful blog....

This is the farm in Meat Camp...

in which we bought our Christmas tree yesterday. It was lightly snowing and just seemed to be the right thing to do at the moment.

The Poor Man's Blog..

As you can tell, I am particularly fond of signage at games...Game signs are like blogs to me--a means to get a message communicated.
Because I have to save some of my really good photos of the game and afterwards for my paying job...I will share with you some of my pre-game signage shots with you today.

Sigh...even ASU fans are publicity hogs...

Chancelor Peacock makes some signs to pass out to his newest best friends...

Who's your daddy?

Son, I am so proud of you...

So this is one image of the after game party that I'm positive won't make the paper. I made it small because it is not necessarily safe for work and well, not good to view on a pious Sunday morning. But hey, I masked the really necked part...Click on the thumbnail to view further...

We're going to Chattanooga! ASU 29- Furman 23

First photos of game can be found here!  As usual, the Appalachian and Furman game came down to the last minutes... I'll post a couple of raucous aftermath photos here later, but right now I have to complete my paying job.

If you happened to be watching the ASU-Furman football game on ESPN2 today (kick-off @ noon), see if you can find me on the sidelines. I will be one of two chick photographers standing amongst a zillion guy photographers all of whom are sporting obscenley huge lenses. We will both be bundled up like stuffed ticks, but I will be the one wearing glasses. During commercials, know that I will also be muttering bad things about the man in the red hat. Ill fill you in on that one later...ta ta for now.
Oh yeah!
GO APPS!