I love summer. You know the smell of rounded burnt buttucks. the lasting scent of tropicana on a blonde, sporting a clam shell bikinni, Brook Shields style, with a black and gold tramp stamp. Yea i see you over ther smiling. Be proud, it was a nice year. i didnt have a care, My team had just dominated, and my hormones were in a land of its own rules,and mom was on vacation, which meant , I was free to belong to the Hells Angels . Terry bradshaw kicked ass, and my pecks were small, but Anita from russia thought they were Joe fregeno large, and who was i to disagree with her, after all she was 11, and next to Mean Joe Green, She inspired me, to be all I could be. Yes both made me take to the aww inspiring weight bench. I was cursed from that point, Anita, a young blonde who peaked many interest, and a big ferious man who made me lose my voice many times. What is a 10 year old boy suppose to do. I had many people telling me what to do, I had a surf board I couldnt conquer, a football that was like a space ship in my hands, and mom telling me to make my bed. All I knew was Anita was making sand castles, and Mean Joe was kicking some serious butt On Sundays. Hey Mom, please no tomatoes on my bologni sandwich., and one fore the ring ringer please. Yes , it was my dream for wanting to be that boy catching Mean Joes jersey and drinking coke. But i can say this for sure, as the sky is blue; young Anita would have picked up that sweaty black and gold shirt that I dropped, because not of my large muscles at the age ten, but because she was a goddess. And in the midst of a hall of famer, she would have walked over to me and handed me that jersey.Football and women, Its a no brainer comrades, trust me. they both give you euphoria and make your heart beat abnormally . Just ask Mean Joe Green he hates to lose, and I did not lose that summer. Fifth down and our dreams will come true, believe Steeler Nation, Anita and Mean Joe live to build another sand castle.