Last night I found myself enjoying my first ever Rams dream. It was opening day. I had to work but I called in sick. So there I sat on my couch (only it wasn't my diarhea brown couch straight out of the 70's, you know how dreams are) with my beers in hand. My feelings were very negative going into the game. Was it going to be another one of those years? One of those oh so close years.
So finally the game starts and we are playing the Raiders. Wait a second. Were not opening against the Raiders. Oh thats right my coworker was talking about the Raiders today. Funny how the brain works.
So out onto the field walks the team and their leader Mad Mike beyond thunderdome. Snow white mohawk and all. Ears pierced. Fire in his eyes. Either that or some wicked looking contact lenses. As for his attire and I found this quite disturbing. Mikey was wearing a Smurfette shirt. What the hell is wrong with me? Must of been the drugs I was forced to take as a young and wild youth. :redface:
Anyhow, on to the game. The first half went well. To be honest I don't remember if I dreamt about the first half or not. All I remember is Chris Berman telling us the score. Rams 21 Raiders 11.
So the second half starts with a nice 12 yarder to Holt from Bulger. Holt jukes his defender and takes off the down the field. About fifteen yards from the end zone just as Holt is about to be caught he turns and laterals it to some Rams guy who fumbles it. The bal slowly tumbles towards the end zone. People are jumping for it. And it's Orlando Pace who falls on it. Wait a second you mean Pace actually ran 80 yards downfield from the line of scrimmage? Oh yeah it's a dream.
It was at this point that in the dream I became distracted by various things ranging from an old friend calling to an animal that i'm sure does not exist or is yet to be discovered scurrying across my floor and waving at me.
Now onto the best part. After attending to my various hallucinations and/or dream props I was able to step back to the game. It was now 42 to 11. Apparently the Rams scored and kicked an onside field goal. Which of course they recovered it. So down the field they go and score again. 49 - 11. Only 3 seconds left in the game. Mad Mike chooses to kick yet another onside kick. The ball goes ten yards and stops right next to a Raiders player who has just layed out a Rams player. The Rams player seems to be hurt as he flops around on the ground right next to the ball. The game has ended yet everybody is standing around staring at the ball. Mad Mike is yelling at the injured Rams player to man up and grab the ball. So just like a little kid he reaches out and snatches it up. The crowd goes crazy. Mad Mike starts running around the field jumping up and down screaming.
Is this possibly a glimpse into the future? Has our once fearless leader returned and is just waiting to explode?
Anyhow to end this long tale I have one last thing to share. In the dream I hurried the computer to talk to you fine folk only to find the site down due to too much traffic.
And then I heard it...
508 yards passing...
4 touchdowns... OUCH.
I woke up.