On nights that the Rockets don't get to hear our pre-game music, the offense averages 26.25 points and the defense gives up 20.5 points.
On nights that the Rockets DO get to hear our pre-game music, the offense averages 47.5 points and the defense gives up 13 points.
You do the math. (Or, just read it again because I've already done the math.)
Our music almost doubles the offenses production and allows the defense to give up one fewer touchdown.
Also, on nights that our pre-game music is heard, there's a 1 in 2 chance that Jessi Hodge will be crowned Homecoming Queen. Same for Andrew Freeman. 1 in 2 chance that he'll be crowned Homecoming King.
On a serious note, congrats Rockets on a great win last night (Ballard was a tough team), and congrats to Jessi and Andrew. And congrats to Matthew Hardin for recording his second career quad-spot tackle. (That's FOUR defensive players recognized, by name, for making a tackle. That's usually just a "plethora".) And special recognition needs to be given to Corey Crider, who managed to make it through a whole game in the press box without something disastrous happening.
And for a moment that made me especially proud, Aaron Owen applied what he's learned in physics so far this year to apply a force causing acceleration, which resulted in picture-perfect projectile motion as the football sailed through the uprights.
It was a "wow" night all around.
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Milk the Sick?
Listen, I milked them hock last night.
What's for breakfast, cornpone and blackeyed bull?
Nope. Got a nice fried magic-belly.
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