Sunday, August 28, 2011

Oh you just got an Escalade? That's awesome bro.....

Because Kenny Powers is following me on Twitter.

This has been an awesome year for Leesville alumni. Josh Quayhagen is steadily dominating the MMA ranks, knocking effers out on the reg with one kicker quitters like Frank Dux in the 88 Kumite.
TRUE STORY: I was once with Quay in Hong Kong before a very prestigious martial arts tournament where only the best fighters from all parts of the world are invited to participate and when we were trying to sign him in they didn't believe he was who he said he was. I was like "What is the hold up?" and they were all "He says Senzo Tanaka is his Shidoshi." and I was like "What difference does it make, even if Bruce Springsteen is his Shidoshi?" and the Officials got all pissy and said "If Senzo Tanaka is his Shidoshi, then show us the Dim Mak!", and I was all "What the hell is the Dim Mak?" and the Official goes "Death Touch!". The room got so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. I mean literally. People always say that shit, you know, "It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop." But it really did get that quiet, some dude named Kim Ji Yong(one of the respective fighters from Korea) was in the far corner of the room and he dropped his pin, and I heard that shit. Very clearly. That's how quiet it got. Anyway, so they stacked up some bricks, 3 stacks of bricks with like 5 or 6 bricks in each stack....but this is where it gets tricky. They pointed to one of the bricks on the bottom of the stack and they wanted him to break that one. I probably don't have to tell you what happened next because if you know Quay, you know he's knocked more mother fuckers out than Roofies.
Of course he breaks the brick and immediately gains the respect of pretty much the entire room, except for this one arrogant, cocky ass butt hole named Chong Li. Chong Li was like "Very good, but brick not hit back." 

I was like "ooohhh, I smell a challenge."

So anyway, back on topic. We have Quay representing Leesville hard, doing great things. Then we have Michael Ford who happens to be one of the strongest college football players in the country and looking to have a big year for a National Championship contender with a great tradition of graduating Running Backs to the next level.  


We have Keith Zinger who just recently signed with the Jets and a lot of people(especially in New Jersey) seem to think they are Superbowl contenders(Not me though, I'm thinking New England and probably Dallas and fuck you if you don't think Dallas!)

We have Keith Smith who was a year behind me at LHS that turned into an absolute stud at McNeese(Some scouts were quoted as calling him the best deep coverage Cornerback in all of college football during his time there) and went on to play a few years with the Detroit Lions and most recently the San Francisco 94'ers(I call them the 94'ers because they haven't done shit since like 94 lolz).

We have LEGENDS like Kevin Mawae who's entire family contributed to the greatness of LHS football while they were in High School while him and his brother John went on to have great careers at LSU. Then Kevin became an All-Everything Center in the NFL that was arguably the most respected Offensive Lineman by his peers in the league, on and off the field. I could probably write 30 pages on all the great things he has done as a player and philanthropist, and he is still playing a huge role in the NFLPA.
His younger brother Mark was an All-American QB for the Leesville Sunday League, one of the most violent leagues known to man where you could witness young men shedding blood and breaking bones on the reg if you happened to drive by the Leesville Junior High Practice field on any given Sunday during the fall. 

We have Demond Mallet, currently dominating professional basketball in Europe. He probably could have made it to the Major League had he chosen baseball, but instead he's just a Champeeen over in Europe winning trophies and whatnot on the reg. One time while we were playing 3 on 3 over at Bailey and J-Scogg's house, Demond jumped over 4 people and dunked it 3 times all at once. I mean on the same jump, he was in the air, and just kept on dunking it repeatedly, 3 times. Then he floated back down to the ground. It was awesome. 

We've got Clark Reehm living his dream as a Bassmaster Elite Series Pro. Clark once caught a Bass that weighed 744 lbs, but threw it back because he's so unselfish and the fish was pregnant. Now thanks to Clark, there are like 7 or 8 Bass swimming around in some river in Texas all weighing more than your Grandma, because of his very unselfish act. When asked by a reporter why he let the fish go, Clark simply replied "It's all about multiplication, homes!"

We've had so many great names come through The Ville. Eddie Fuller who caught the legendary touchdown pass from Tommy Hodson that beat Auburn and caused an earthquake in Death Valley(the Baton Rouge Death Valley, not the California Death Valley because that's just normal there) then later went on to play for at least 3 Superbowl teams in Buffalo(although they lost all of them, 2 to Dallas might I add).
Raymond Smoot who played on the Offensive Line for the Chargers in the early 90's. Another particular Running Back that I happened to play with in High School that had all of the talent in the world, blew peoples minds during his short time at LSU including like an 80 yard touchdown run while wearing only one shoe against an Auburn defense with 3 of the best linebackers ever...but had some bad luck and a few run-ins with the law that somewhat hampered his career in the NFL. Not gonna say his name but it rhymes with Becil Bollins. 

I'm sure I'm forgetting a few great names that came out of that small town in Vernon Parish located just north of Lake Charles and west of Alexandria. Sometimes described as "Umm it's about 2 hours south of Shreveport" or "like 3 hours from Houston" or "Do you know where Fort Polk is, well it's right there next to it." The town that used to fall under the 318 area code and I got a tattoo my Senior year that said "318 for Life" and like 2 months later they changed it to 337. Fucking Assholes! Anyway, the point of this story is that we've had so many great people come out of this area and not all just professional athletes or sports figures, but some great minds as well, someone that worked for NASA and some that went on to teach at prestigious Universities etc.. 

It's very respectable and admirable, the things these people that I've mentioned have accomplished. But none of them are being followed by Kenny Powers on Twitter.  

But do you know who is? Mike Hicks! That's who.  


So yeah. That's pretty much all I wanted to tell you. 

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1 comment:

  1. That's funny about trying to tell people where Leesville is. I run into that a lot these days, when people ask me where Waldron is. You can't even find our addresses on GPS!
    Anyway, that reminded me of one time in Mexico, we were at a night club outside of the tourist district. Barbara had wrote her name on a piece of paper and threw it into a bowl, because that's what the guy in line in front of her did. Nobody in that place spoke English, and Barb only knows how to say cerveza, bano, and farmacia, but she pronounces it "farm-uh-see-yuh" with a southern drawl. So, at some point during the night, a man walks up on the stage carrying that bowl of names and a microphone. He says "Bah-bah-rrra Gard-Nair" motions her up to the stage. They spent about 10 minutes trying to get her to tell him where she was from. Royal, AR was not correct. Hot Springs, AR was not correct either. He asks "Estados Unidos" and she says "Si, Arkansas." he still looked puzzled and shook his head no. She said "near Texas" and he said "Hola, que Barbarba! De "near Te-hass" and the crowd went fucking wild, clapping, cheering, cat calls, beer bottles clanging together. It was so funny. I'll never know if they were celebrating the fact that the man with the mic had finally solved the mystery, or if that crowd of people were just REALLY BIG fans of the Cowboys.

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