So here we are, on the eve of the Big 12 Championship game in KC and I'm wondering why Al hates coffee so much? You may have heard him before say " I hate coffee, I hate coffee's guts! " I'm enjoying a nice big cup right now...warm and refreshing. Coffee is big leagues! it wakes up you up and gives you the git-up-and-go you need. So why might Al not like it so much? Well he does keep strange hours, so I've heard. I don't think Al wakes up before noon unless he has to, and if that's the case half our day is gone before his head leaves the pillow. Which begs the question, what does Al do with his nights? Who knows? Maybe if he woke up with the rest of the folks on this side of the world he'd find a need for the sweet nectar provided by Juan Valdez. Maybe Mrs. Olsen needs to pour out
Al's beer and put a little Folgers in his mug. I say to Al, give coffee a fighting chance the next time your forced to wake up before noon and I think you'll find a sweet heaven of Columbian liquid dancing in your mouth. As for me...I'm going for a second cup.