What a weekend. Have to admit, I spoiled
myself.
I started off Saturday with a Padilla 1948
Torpedo. An excellent cigar, just like everything
that bears the Padilla name. Flawless
construction, a robust, earthy flavor, and
that characteristic maltiness one comes to
expect from all things Padilla. It was way
too early to enjoy it with a MacAllan, but
that'd be a great way to do it. The 1948
isn't quite on the level of the Miami 8 & 11
or the 1932, but it is precisely what one
comes to expect. Increasingly, I find that
these are the best sticks coming out of
a certain city that shall go unmentioned.
I then commenced to watching the most exciting
football team in America. I hate to say it,
but that team would be the Oregon Ducks.
Dixon and that spread offense are flat-out
scary. If I were a team in bowl contention,
I can't think of a team I'd want to play
less than the Quacks, other than West
Virginia. The hairy dawgs put a beating
on Florida as I knocked back a few
Red Stripes, and all was well with the world.
Speaking of teams in bowl contention, I treated
myself to an Opus Perfection X while enjoying
the superb defense of a certain ball club from
the city of Lawrence.
While we're on that, and for what it's worth:
College football coaches, listen up. Field goals
are for Sunday football. Two touchdowns is never
a comfortable margin in the college game, and if
you have the ball on the five yard line, it is
better to go for it and give it over at the
opponent's one yard line than take or, as we saw
Saturday, miss a field goal.
I'm sure
L'il Sammyis pretty pumped about his Tigers, and though the
Gods of Mammon moved the Border War to the
godforsaken state of Missouri, I'm pretty excited
for that game as well. I think Missouri will
win easily, and I'm not upset. Think of all those
people from the West Bottoms to the Illinois line
that will get a chance to finally woo their cousin
into the boudoir if that comes to pass.
Our consolation here in Kansas will be that the
Jayhawks will always be one of the five most
revered basketball programs in the nation (football
is kind of a side project) and that in the
biggest scoreboard, The War, we are 1-0.
So don't get too frustrated by our cornsilk
smoking neighbors to the north if they're
feeling it after the KU-MU game. Like Reese
Witherspoon and Barton Fink, they're just trying
to matter.
Ended the weekend on a Padrón 1964 Torpedo. I
thought very hard on capping it with a Maximus,
but that might wait until Tuesday. Well, what
needs to be said about the Padrón or the Opus?
They are in the elite. I'd still take an 8 & 11
over both, but when those two are in your
weekend line-up, you've got nothing to complain
about.