Showing posts with label Bye bye.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bye bye.. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Wind Beneath My Wings

With all this fuss over Jerry Sloan and Deron Williams, I can't help but feel like someone's been left out. I think you know who I'm talking about. The 7 foot Center with a will of iron and a heart of gold. That's right. It's Greg Ostertag.

Ostertag cast a shadow over 1998 (or something) with his talent, his charm, his charisma and his haircut. I mean, can you even try to think of a pop culture reference from that era that isn't centered around Greg? I don't think so.

Ostertag was the enigmatic player who led the Jazz to every single victory they ever had. It's almost impossible to understand why the Jazz traded him to another team. And then that team traded him. And then he came back to the Jazz. And then he got traded again. Ostertag was on fire!

But like every flame, Greg's career flickered and died a firey death. I don't know what year. But oh what a ride it was while it lasted! Here's to you, Greg.

As a tribute, I found some inspirational quotes DIRECTLY FROM GREG HIMSELF and also some from the Deseret News and some other source that I can't remember:


"It is true that Ostertag could not score. He was an inefficient
scorer from the field and the free throw line. But basketball is not just
about scoring". -The Wages of Wins Journal


"I just want to play and help this team win" -Greg Ostertag, Deseret
News

Friday, May 16, 2008

Adios. Au revoir. Auf Wiedersehen. Aloha.


Things I need to do before leaving for Huh-vi-ee:

*Purchase enough tanning lotion to tranquilize a horse.
*Find 10 awesome vintage tees (why is the only clothing I own cardigans?).
*Make so many awesome CD jams for car rides around the island.
*Decide which eyeshadows are essential. Only 4 are allowed to come.
*Find a large suitcase.
*Decide if I will wear sunblock or not.

Peace out everyone. See you the 29th.