I know my regular readers probably are getting tired of reading football columns. I promise to get back to talking about community events and politics soon.
It is election season after all. There has to be a good bit of sniping and ugliness just around the corner. Heck, it’s not even election time in Morgan City and everyone is up in arms over an ugly text message sent by a fireman.
Back to football.
More than a week ago, CCHS sophomore Eriq Blanchard told my colleague, Geoff Stoute, that he was going to do harm to me because I keep picking against their team in Guessperts each week. Geoff then told him that I do it so CCHS will win.
It seems that every year I pick against them all season long is the year they go to the Dome. Now Eriq wants me to pick against them every week.
Eriq had never met me face-to-face until Friday’s game, so I thought I would introduce myself. He was injured, so we spent a bit of time on the sideline together while I was taking pictures. I’m happy to report that we’re now friends.
It was about midnight before Geoff and I got back to The Daily Review office where my car was parked.
Low and behold, his headlights shine upon a lump of something lying next to a bicycle. At first there was no movement, and we could barely make out what turned out to be the top of a bum’s head facing our vehicle. He was sleeping nearly under my car.
I called the police to report this guy, who never did wake up, next to my car. I promise I wasn’t about to get out of Geoff’s car to check on him.
It wasn’t more than a couple minutes before police and medical personnel began to arrive. During that time, the bum started to move his head a bit, but he didn’t actually wake up until the officers woke him to arrest him.
They told us that they had brought him home and cleaned out his liquor once already that night. When they arrested him, he had a backpack full of liquor bottles (which he was using for a pillow).
The conversation went something like this:
Bum: “Why you wanna arrest me? I’m not bothering nobody.” (Insert appropriate slurring of words.)
Officer: “Yes you are. How is that nice lady gonna get her car out of here with you sleeping right there?”
Bum: “This is America, Man!”
Officer: “No, it’s not. This is Morgan City.”
I thought it was funny, anyway. The best part was that the bum seemed to buy it.
Thankfully, Geoff had driven into the side lot and not into the front parking spaces. Had he not, I would not have seen the bum and would have driven over his head when I backed out.
Thankfully my doors were locked, or he would have been sleeping in my back seat.
Moral of the story? I don’t know if there is one. Maybe it’s be nice to CCHS or bums will come sleep in your car.