Amazing MacEnroe and his Temper

This was written by me in 2008. I’m reposting for #ThrowbackThursday

One of my favorite nutbars of the 70’s is John MacEnroe.  Anger favors no class.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “West End Girls.”

I remember my parents saying he was such a gifted player but he had terrible bouts of temper that sometimes cost him the game and match.  I remember seeing him shouting at umpires and the veins in his forehead sticking out.  I mean, he was powerful to behold when I was a young kid like 9 or 10.  I felt like that when I missed a shot.  But what about sportsmanship?  I got an earful from my parents about it when John came on TV.  I am sure he’s heard lectures and judgement all his life.

It makes me wonder about anger and the brain.  Could it be that chemicals are at fault or was it the way he was raised that made him think it was okay to challenge line referees with profanity on global television?  Something to think about as we are raising kids and doing our part in the world.

When I see him on TV nowadays, he’s smiling which is neat to see.  Anyway, remember to keep your temper in check.  Most of us don’t have the luxury of a fan club that will be cheering us on in the aftermath.  Enjoy this YouTube video that captures some classic MacEnroe tantrums:

The Lovers, the Dreamers, and Me – #throwbackthursday

Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection,The lovers, the dreamers and me.

Source: The Lovers, the Dreamers, and Me | Riley Central

In the spirit of #throwbackthursday The above excerpt is from a post I wrote in 2009. I’ve always loved the song The Rainbow Connection and the post from 2009 explains a little about why. Thanksgiving is a perfect day to think about higher aspirations as a human.

Ebb and Flow

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Our blogs morph over time, as interests shift and life happens. Write a post for your blog — but three years in the future.

Source: Ebb and Flow | The Daily Post

As I sit here with my new laptop at Starbucks, I realize it’s just three and a half more years until I get my 20 year pin from work. Where does the time go? My son is a junior in college and my daughters are in 6th and 9th (high school). Kind of neat how I have kids in the elementary, high school, and college age groups. Again, that time question. My wife is 41, I will be 49 in about 6 months. I bring up this photo from 3 years back and revel in how much they’ve grown.

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This is so weird because I recall 3 years ago writing a post about three years into the future. I’m glad I stayed true to my passions of blogging and photography. Too bad my guitar times have lessened and lessened. They started diminishing in about 2008. The dust is telling about the future. I appreciate my good friends both online and off. It’s still great interacting with people. I can actually start looking at retirement these days. Pretty damn exciting.

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Tennessee (75)

Time passes quickly, enjoy it while it’s here.