YHC likes to tie in the dates of his workouts with some sort of interesting “on this day in history” event. February 4th, as it happens, warrants acclaim because it happens to be the birthday of both our quick-witted friend Sofa AND legendary rocker Vincent Furnier, who is better known to the world as Alice Cooper.
While Sofa and The Coop have taken different paths to our hearts and minds, each has articulated epigrams worthy of our deep reflection. Sofa, for example, perfectly captured the, at times, circular and loquacious verbal talents of our revered Na’Tan, Saigon Sam, wisely noting, “For a guy in logistics he can sure complicate things.” 🙂
The Coop — who our resident pastor Full Monty noted is the son of a pastor — may be known best for something he didn’t do, i.e., biting off the head of a live bat on stage (the line for that forms behind Ozzy Osbourne). But it is true that long before Britney Spears performed with a live albino python at the 2001 MTV Video Music Awards, Cooper made a practice of singing while draped with a live boa constrictor. The outrage (back in the day, Cooper was considered outrageous) over his look-at-me antics was good for record sales (back in the day, there were records) but clouded that there was something deeper going on with The Coop. Here are a few of The Coop’s notable quotables. Several of these resonate with YHC; see if there’s something that hits home with you.
* “I was one thing at one time, and I’m something new. I’m a new creature now. Don’t judge Alice by what he used to be. Praise God for what I am now.”
* “Mistakes are part of the game. It’s how well you recover from them, that’s the mark of a great player.”
* “Drinking beer is easy. Trashing your hotel room is easy. But being a Christian, that’s a tough call. That’s rebellion.”
Rebellion, indeed. It may not get you strung up on a cross these days, but look at the crap that a certain quarterback incurred for what became known as “Tebowing” on the football field, kneeling to give thanks to the Sky Q. A 2011 headline in The Onion mocked him, proclaiming, “Tim Tebow Becomes First Christian to Play in NFL.” In the same year, New York Times columnist Toni Monkovic argued, “The Tim Tebow success story, puzzling to some and entertaining to most, seems to have one obvious drawback: the injection of religion. Or more specifically arguing over religion. But arguing about religion — who needs it?”
That’s the thing about true rebellion — it requires strength in the face of opposition. It requires making a hard choice — standing for what you believe in or taking heat for it. The Coop put it this way: “We have to make a choice. And everybody, at some point in their lives, has to make that choice. When people say, ‘How do you believe this? Why do you believe this?’ I just say nothing else speaks to my heart. This doesn’t speak to my intellect, it doesn’t speak to my logic — it speaks right to my heart and right to my soul, deeper than anything I’ve ever thought of.”
Damn! The Coop nailed it! “It speaks right to my heart and right to my soul, deeper than anything I’ve ever thought of.” Airbags, can YHC get a hallelujah?!?!
Onto the workout! Given the celebration of the Coop — happy 73rd! — music was required. But being in his mid-50s, YHC failed to “bluetooth” his portable cellular telephone (which apparently can do much more stuff that just call people!) with his portable speaker, so the tunes had to be played over the tinny speaker of said portable cellular telephone. (Side note: YHC’s portable cellular telephone is amazing — it even has a camera, though YHC remains puzzled about where to put the film…) Here was the musical line-up:
* House of Fire
* School’s Out
* No More Mr. Nice Guy
* Hey Stoopid (apparently a nod to YHC’s technical capabilities)
* I’m Eighteen
The Thang was a basic Dora, with cinderblocks on hand, much to the delight of Valdez. One partner ran ~ 150 yards while the other did block exercises, including blockees, squat thrusts, curls, toe taps, weighted BBSU’s and one or two others that YHC doesn’t recall. Good hustle out there, we squeezed in two miles of running on the nose, with some interesting mumblechatter about GameStop. In honor of our Na’Tan, we squeezed in some Saigon Sams (side planks with leg raises) at the end. Always a pleasure to lead. With spring training starting later this month, YHC will close by noting that YHC is deep, YHC is waaaay back (especially with his music!) and YHC is… outta here!!! Have a good weekend!