Saturday, August 18, 2007

Entry #18: Walpole Goes National!

This will be a quicky, but maybe my most proud blog since I stated my week 1 heroics.

I just wanted to ask Skinhead Nation and the millions of TC fans that span this country, Canada and Tijuana to support the Walpole Little League All-Stars in the LLWS on ESPN.

My status in Walpole is legendary. As a senior at Walpole High, I was named New England player of the year by the Boston Globe for my football prowess. As you all know, I led Walpole High to the state finals in basketball by averaging 18 points and 10 rebounds. It was after our semi-final victory against the Foxboro Foxes that the first of infinite hot-tub parties took place. What you might not know was that TC went 10-0 as a flamethrowing righty on the diamond, striking out the likes of Mikey Bambooso and Ritchie Ranconi.

Anyway, as usual, this blog is about more than TC. It's about my love and now the nation's love of Walpole. In case you missed it, Mike Rando made like a little offspring of TC and saved the day with a leaping catch at the wall with 2 outs in the bottom of the 6th to beat those little turds from Ohio. Anyways, I've been following every pitch with great pride, although it's hard to go to these little league games with my celebrity status. Let's just say mom's aren't so much watching the game.

Well friends, please keep the magic alive and support Walpole LL in 2007!

Todd Collins

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Entry #17: You're Welcome for the Victory

Sometimes I like to only welcome the ladies to the blog, but this week I’m feeling so generous that I’ll welcome the gents and all those in-between kind as well. Football is back! And that makes TC feel like a young New Englander back on the Walpole fairgrounds. So, here I am at the ole’ C-Fact in the newly developed and ever expanding Collins Suite sandwiched between the Ripken boys. Since I’m working on my 8 pack abs and toned, muscular figure as football season approaches and beach season still has a little time left, I’m keeping it light today with a Shirley Temple and Fire Roasted Fresh Artichoke. Anyway, on with the blog!

Skinheads, to tell you the truth, I was supposed to have the week off. It’s been a little bit of a hectic time around the Collins household. With the job security at an all-time high as I enter my second year of many as a Redskin, and considering I’m just peaking in my mid 30’s, I’ve moved my lovely family into a floating mega mansion in the Potomac. Everyone knows TC loves the water, as well as big houses, so it’s a perfect combination. Still, I came to the game to give Jason and Palmer some pointers since they look up to my veteran presence…plus TC hasn’t had a good ole’ fashion post game party in the hot tub for some time.

But, let’s face it…how many of you seriously thought Papa Al and and Uncle Joe wouldn’t bring me in down 6 with 4 minutes left?? Sensing urgency for this all important first national TV appearance, I stepped out of the hot tub with about 7 minutes left in the game, threw on my jock strap, baby powder, gold bond, eye black and my ‘Skins gear. The rest was pre-season history…

Papa Al gave me the signal, took his head set off knowing I’d be calling my own plays, and just let the magic unfold. Obviously wanting to see if I’d been working on my game in the off-season, Joe decides to hook me up with the likes of the mysterious Burl Toler instead of the regular unit which was used to build up Jason’s confidence. Anyway, soon into my 2007 season the compliments were already flowing – as the announcer said, “this is the best the offense has looked all night,” well duh. So, 5 passes, 5 completions and a 113.3 QB rating later, it’s 7-6 Redskins. A job well done for TC, but to seal the deal I threw on the head set and called a few defensive plays and we’ve got a 14-6 victory. Pape Joe and Mr. Snyder the Limo Driver could hardly contain themselves.

Needless to say, lots of great athletes like A-Rod and Carlos Beltran take a year to adjust to big markets, and I’m well on my way to greatness in my second year.

Oh, and hot-tub party #1 was very satisfying.

Todd Collins


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