So I was sitting around doing nothing on Tuesday night because I had time on my hands with sugar mama on the road for work for a few days. Typically, when she’s here, I will sit and watch TV and play on the computer until around 11 before heading to bed to watch some more TV. Since she was gone, that got extended until about 1 a.m., but the productivity was the same.

Actually, that’s not true. I did do some work last night, looking up stats for football opponents and some hoops stuff for the league. I’m writing opponent previews for a magazine and web site during football season so I wanted to get a jump-start on that, and in hoops I’m going to do a weekly Big 12 notebook for another web site. And that’s all stuff I can do while sitting on the couch and watching TV.

But anyway, last night with sugar mama gone, I was reading some stuff online and came across an interesting article. By interesting, I mean pretty fucking depressing. Working in athletics for so long, I’ve become used to understanding how much older I’m getting. It kind of feels like your in a vacuum and getting stretched out, older and older each year, instead of just one year older. The reason? The athletes are getting younger. Or at least so it seems.

When I started in athletics back in the day, if you will, athletes were born in the late 1970s. They were only a few years, typically 6-8 years younger than me. Now? Well, this year, if I were still doing that, the freshmen would be from 1992. Yikes.

And what reminded me of this and why is this pertinent? Because of this article I came across last night. It was interesting to me for two reasons. 1) I’ve already mentioned, freshmen are getting younger and younger, and I’m getting older and older (wish that meant richer and wiser and better looking, but not really…. speaking of getting richer, I did get an email from sugar mama asking me to do a favor and go buy some things while she was gone and she’d put some money back in the account… so that’s my first official allowance in about 34 years. FML).

Oh, yeah. And 2) because it’s from a little Division III school about 20 minutes from where I grew up. The fact that the school has a list and it gets that prominent of play where it was on the front page, second article on the Atlanta Journal-Constitution web site makes me scratch my head. But whatever.

It was an interesting list, even though a few things didn’t make much sense. But I did particularly like Nos. 1, 16, 24, 32, 46 and 65.

1. Few in the class know how to write in cursive…. Mine sucks, but I still can do it. There’s a lot of shit I love about technology, but not knowing how to write is just weird to me.

16. Korean cars have always been a staple on American highways…. And the drivers have always been bad. Oh, and huge drinkers. My roommate in college, Songsoo, was (I suppose ‘is’ would be better but haven’t talked to him in years, so really don’t know) able to really put away the Absolut. But then again, in college we all had our specialties.

24. “Cop Killer” by rapper Ice-T has never been available on a recording… Somewhere roaming in a box, potentially still back in Illinois, are my old CDs from college, and if so and if I’m ever accused of being a fan of ‘Body Count’ I would be found guilty. That was some hardcore shit, and we ate it up — all of us lily-white 20-year-olds at a Lutheran-based college in the Midwest.

32. Czechoslovakia has never existed… this one might have pissed me off the most. I spent a ton of time memorizing geography in high school and then the summer I left for college the Berlin Wall comes down and all kinds of countries made up with letters like ‘z’, ‘ka’, ‘ch’, and ending in ‘ia’ start disappearing. At least I got an A in that class junior year.

46. Nirvana is on the classic oldies station… nope, I was wrong, this one pissed me off even more. I always get a little mad because people put Nirvana on top as the leader of the grunge scene. I still think Pearl Jam was a) better, 2) more relevant and 16f) more widely recognized, but I am probably a bit tainted there. Either way, Nirvana was good too and that shit ain’t classic rock.

65. They first met Michelangelo when he was just a computer virus…. If they would have said the first time these kids met Michelangelo was in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, then I would have been OK with that, but this is unacceptable. If these kids today do not know TMNT then how the hell are they going to learn the difference between good and evil? Hell, do they even have cartoons anymore?