Old Cardinal
10-24-2003, 05:25 PM
An Old Coach told me this story and I laughed till I hurt! Hope that you enjoy it also....
Old Rover Joins the Chase
At a ball game a number of years ago, it seems that an old Cow Dog had wondered into an open gate at the Stadium that night. Old Rover had been the pride pin-dog in the county, during his hayday. The 90# Dog was sitting on his haunches down a little ways from the bench on the home team side. Well the home team had a bow-legged wingback that ran the kickoffs back, pretty well, and he broke down the hometeam side line. Old Rover saw the bow-legged kid stealing something and he joined the opposing team in hot pursuit down the field. Instinct has once again kicked in. Well as the bow-legged kid crossed the goal line; he looked back and realized that he no longer was running for a TD: he was running for his life! Old Rover finally pinned him down near the end of the visitors side of the endzone. Old Rover had grabbed that doggy by the hip pad and threw him handily to the ground and was standing their with his front paws planted on him.! Well Rover felt he had done his duty that night and retired from the lighted field out the open gate, to return home. The Coach, telling the story, said that they took the bow-legged wingback back to the locker room and checked and there was not one scratch on the kids behind. This story was told to me as the truth-I guess every dog has his day under the stadium lights-if instinct kicks in.
<small>[ October 24, 2003, 05:47 PM: Message edited by: Old Cardinal ]</small>
Old Rover Joins the Chase
At a ball game a number of years ago, it seems that an old Cow Dog had wondered into an open gate at the Stadium that night. Old Rover had been the pride pin-dog in the county, during his hayday. The 90# Dog was sitting on his haunches down a little ways from the bench on the home team side. Well the home team had a bow-legged wingback that ran the kickoffs back, pretty well, and he broke down the hometeam side line. Old Rover saw the bow-legged kid stealing something and he joined the opposing team in hot pursuit down the field. Instinct has once again kicked in. Well as the bow-legged kid crossed the goal line; he looked back and realized that he no longer was running for a TD: he was running for his life! Old Rover finally pinned him down near the end of the visitors side of the endzone. Old Rover had grabbed that doggy by the hip pad and threw him handily to the ground and was standing their with his front paws planted on him.! Well Rover felt he had done his duty that night and retired from the lighted field out the open gate, to return home. The Coach, telling the story, said that they took the bow-legged wingback back to the locker room and checked and there was not one scratch on the kids behind. This story was told to me as the truth-I guess every dog has his day under the stadium lights-if instinct kicks in.
<small>[ October 24, 2003, 05:47 PM: Message edited by: Old Cardinal ]</small>