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It was that time of the week again, it was time to check in on the gatherings. I was really wandering what the conversation would be this week after our Kentucky Wildcats were unable to even score on Saturday against the Gators. I knew it couldn't be good, but I embarked on the journey again.
As I quietly eased into my hiding spot to listen, I saw Bear Bryant sitting in this big chair, just like he was every week. But he was alone. Uh oh, I thought. He had a remote in his hand today, watching the big screen in front of him. I could tell from the looks in his eyes he was in deep thought about whatever it was he was watching. I noticed him shaking his head in disbelief several times but I could hear no sound coming from the screen. I knew I had to find another spot to see what he seemed to be so spellbound by.
It was a good thing he was so fixated on the screen and I was able to move to another place, just three feet away. That was just enough for me to see what he was watching. It was Saturday's game against the Gators. Believe me when I tell you that he looked disturbed several times. He was pounding his fist on the arm of the chair, stomping his foot, and I cannot begin to describe his facial expressions of frustration.
Knock ... knock ... knock ... I heard at the door. With him being alone today, I had not a notion in my head as to who it could be.
I waited for Bear to respond but there was no response whatsoever. He had just yelled out a loud, "Are you serious?". I'm sure he was more into the replay than I was and didn't even hear the knock.
Knock, knock, knock rang out again, only louder and faster. Bear turned toward the door and asked, "Who is it?".
"It's me Bear". It was the squeaky little voice that enjoyed coming to the door to speak. Lou was back.
"What do you want, Lou?" Bear asked.
"Well, I saw some of the guys going down to the watering-hole and I didn't see you. I wanted to check on you, Buddy. I knocked and no one answered and then I heard you scream."
"Yeah, Lou. I wanted to watch the game again. They didn't want to anymore. And Newton just threw another interception!"
"Can I come in to talk to you, Bear? No one will know, since you are alone."
"Okay, Lou, you can come in as long as you don't breathe a word of it."
"I promise I won't, Bear. I don't think you should watch the game alone. I know you get upset with games like that."
Lou slowly walked in, looking around the secret place he had never been allowed. "Nice monitor, Bear", Lou said.
"Yes it is, Lou. Thank you".
Bear pressed the button on the remote and continued watching the game, almost ignoring Lou totally. Lou sat there quietly for a few minutes watching Bear watch the game. When he couldn't be silent any longer he squeaked out a meager, "What are you thinking about it, Bear?"
Bear shook his head, paused the game, and responded "Lou, I haven't quite concluded what I should think yet. I know I really want them to get better".
"Let me ask you something, Bear. I've been thinking about it for a little while and was wondering if you think I should call Joker and offer to help him with a little advice? He did work for me, you know."
Bear rolled his eyes and paused the game again. "Lou, the last thing I want to happen is for you to call up Joker and give him a pep talk."
"Why on earth would you say such a thing, Bear?"
"I remember the last pep talk you gave the #1 ranked LSU Tigers right before they went to Commonwealth in 2007. We both know how that turned out."
"I don't know what you are talking about, Bear".
"Really, are you serious, Lou?" as he picked up the remote and smiled. "Let me remind you".
"Oh, that pep talk. Point made."
"Now if you don't mind, Lou, or even if you do, I'm going to watch the rest of the game. Besides, I think it would be the best that you would be gone before the boys come back."
"Are you going to be okay, Bear?"
"Of course I am. I'm a winner. I'll figure it out."
"Okay then. I'm sure you will", as he left the room.
Bear, went back to watching the game. And I left knowing if anyone could come up with a game plan, Bear could.