OK fellas..and I'm saying "fellas" because I don't see any of our lady VFL's posts on here. And..........because I'm saying "fellas," pardon me, ladies, for using your superior sex as my metaphor on this post. Since I'm retired, I've laid out each of my days so to make progress on my projects, put time in to write my books and articles daily, to do all the research my curiosities can handle, and to go as many places and correspond with my professional constituents as much as my time allows. Despite my honest attempts to keep everything on track, my lovely, brilliant, kind and loving wife just can't help but require my explaining a lot of wheres, whats, whens, hows and, of course, a litany of whys, I'm doing what I'm doing and why I'm not doing X, Y, or Z, instead. Therefore, I wind up not completing all of my allotted tasks, due simply to the fact that I'm wasting my time providing explanations for the things I've already thought out. Why am I saying this? Since it became obvious that the wheels have completely fallen off our beloved football program; that Butch isn't at all cutting it as HC, etc., etc., etc., Volnation and friends have been crying and moaning that nothing's being done by Currie, et al. Admittedly, I "(finally) jumped into the fray with y'all...displayed my disgust at UT's administration for not caring, or being incompetent, or whatever. Lately, though, I figured that, just like my precious Laura means the very best (as do most all of you, too); that Currie's already got this bird in his hand, as in maybe an active coach who can't divulge his upcoming exit from his still very competitive program...or some other similar situation in which it wouldn't be prudent to divulge the near future's paradigm shift for that school's current post-season goals. Admittedly, I can't stand thinking about this year's team, and I feel deeply saddened for the players who're still giving all they're able to lay on the field, but, hey... maybe we're about to be very pleasantly surprised. From now 'til we find out that final verdict...I'll just go back to pumpin' sunshine. GBO!