Blue and Golden Age

It's a lot easier to take that Cal Poly debacle knowing that our football team -- yes, "our" football team, Steven! -- overcame its fumbling woes to win the Big Game.

Of course, when Kim and I watched Dave Barr and company crush Bill Walsh's last Stanford team 46-17, we got to storm the field and watch our rowdier fellow Bears tear down the Stanford goalposts.

Too many police to do that these days.

But no matter. 28-16 is still 28-16. And Aaron Rogers is a sophomore this year, so who knows what's in store.

I just hope Cal plays in the Sun Bowl (El Paso on December 31st) or the Insight.com Bowl (Tuson on the 26th), because then I might actually get a chance to see the Bears live. It's hard to believe that Arizona is in the Pac-10 and I still haven't had the opportunity to see Cal play here in football.

Incidentally, props to Jillian for the excellent CD of Campanile tunes that I used to gear up for the excitement.

Me: "Go. . ."

Skylar: "Bears!"

Me: "Go. . ."

Skylar "Bears!"

Me: "Go. . ."

Skylar: "Bears!"

Deeper and Wider

The story surrounding BALCO, the "designer" steroid THG, and Bay Area personal trainer Greg Anderson is growing every day, not to mention growing more ugly.

And, whatever the outcome, you can be sure that Barry Bonds will be shadowed by it forever.

If he used steroids -- and lied about it -- then he will get what he deserves.

But if he didn't, the injustice will be awful.