Am I Old?
Back in the day, I was always doing stupid shit to get me fired up. I was always watching videos of the NFL’s greatest hits, NHL hockey fights and fight scenes from movies like Braveheart. I’d throw Metallica (the black album) in my Walkman and run for miles while James Hetfield tore my eardrums apart. In my power lifting days I can remember inhaling smelling salts to give me the extra adrenaline edge that common air simply could not provide. I would get my self so psyched up for a football game I’d often throw up; a ritual so intense it would make most warriors envious…
Over the years, things have changed.
I’m much older now and it hurts to get out of bed in the morning. I’m married with kids and the times I get to run around the block, listen to Metallica and psyche myself up to the point of getting sick are few and far between. I really can’t remember the last time I had an experience that actually psyched me up like the good ‘ol days…. until yesterday.
All day I was chomping at the bit for a St. Patties Day Guinness. I spent my WORK day getting text messages and emails from college buddies that took the day off to drink green beer and motorboat the ladies. For some odd reason, they felt the need to let me know every half hour the fun they were having and I was not. Anyway, with about :30 minutes left in my day, another one of my buddies (who also chose to spend the day working) sent me the video below. I hate to admit it but I actually got fired up watching this thing. While I didn’t upend my desk into the air while having visions of linebackers taking out wide receivers coming across the middle, I did get a little tinge of excitement that reminded me of the good ol’ days. Enough excitement to get me to check out 20 minutes early and meet up with some guys at The Pub.
What I am left to question is the fact that I got excited over a beer. More specifically, a video of a Guinness being poured on St. Patricks Day. I’m still in somewhat of a confused state and open the floor for comments. Am I really that old that a beer is what now gets me excited? Does that make me an alcoholic? Is it terribly weak of me to get excited at Irish music playing to a pouring Guinness?
I welcome any comments.
Be A Man.
-The Founding Father
