Seeing my namesake graduate from The U or USC. Essentially any school besides my beloved Nevada. Like any father, I want a better life for my child. Specifically I want him to go to a college with a better football team. Except Penn State, which is coached by pederasts.
The Super Bowl. Regardless of teams involved, except the 49ers.
MLB Playoffs. The Cubs picked up Theo Epstein recently, so in theory I may get the opportunity to see them in the playoffs. I am doing my best to be optimistic.
NBA Slam Dunk Competition
Tiger Woods playing in a Major. Tiger has not been Tiger since his marital fiasco but he may be the most dominate athlete of my lifetime. Yes, I consider golfers athletes, except Craig Stadler.
Daytona 500 and the August race at Bristol.
Chicago Bears at Soldier Field. I have seen them three times. At San Francisco (Jerry Rice Day, which was the low point of my life) Arizona (The Devin Hester Game, which was the greatest sporting event I have seen in person) and at Oakland.
The Nevada Wolf Pack in a Men’s NCAA Tournament basketball game. The Pack is rebuilding so it could be a few years until they qualify for The Dance.
The Wolf Pack in a bowl game. Hopefully without Coach Ault at the helm.
Revisit London, Amsterdam and Dublin from my study abroad odyssey. Due to excesses of every kind I have a vague recollection of being in Europe and studying Art History and English Literature.
Visit Graceland. It always time to TCB in Memphis, TN.
See the NFL Draft.
Marion Motley getting the statue and recognition he deserves at the University of Nevada.
MLB retiring Roberto Clemente’s number 21.
A bowling league championship. I didn’t spend three-semesters in bowling class at Nevada for no reason.
See New York City. Convenient since my main man Our Kid resides there.
Visit all the locations that Dazed and Confused was filmed at in Austin, Texas.
Visit the Astrodome and Olympic Stadium. This will be difficult because the Astrodome has been open to visitors since Hurricane Katrina.
See a Montreal Canadiens game in Montreal. Last night’s game was cool and the realization of a long held dream but there were very few Habs fans in attendance. I’d like the opportunity to be amongst my peers. I use the term peers loosely since I am not Canadian but I feel there is a cosmic connection among fans of the same team.
Yesterday I posted a blog about the people that I loathe. It was a somewhat therapeutic exercise and I felt better getting some hate out of my system. As a result of digging deep and noting all the folks that I loathe I felt it was necessary to show that I am not filled with only disdain but that I actually like people. Without further adieu the people and organizations that DPC likes:
The Montreal Canadiens: My love of Patrick Roy made me a fan of the Habs and some 17-years after their last Stanley Cup win I still root for the Canadiens.
Elvis Presley: I have a TCB bumper sticker on my Impala.
Jim Morrison: The words and voice of the Doors, my second favorite band. During my dazed and confused teenage years the Lizard King provided the soundtrack.
Shaft: The cat who won’t cop out when there’s danger all about. Me and my friends named our Santa Rose Rec League basketball team after Richard Roundtree’s character.
Dolemite: If for no other reason than for uttering the phrase, “You rat soup eating, honky motherf**ker!”
David Sedaris: Another reason why I ended up as a writer.
James Bond: I even enjoy the Roger Moore era.
This is by no means a complete list and inevitably I forgot somewhere or an organization that I like and also influenced me in a positive manner. Hopefully any misgivings from being ignored on this list shall pass because these are the things I hold dear, cherish and ultimately made Dave into DPC.
Last night I went to the Montreal Canadiens vs. Phoenix Coyotes game and in the process I knocked off another task on my bucket list. Also I recently listened to Noel Gallagher’s solo endeavor, which was another facet of my Bucket List, so I need to revise my original list.
