It was Ted Bell from Ted’s of Beverly Hills telling Phil about firing two food servers who didn’t want to have to watch “Jersey Shore” in order for them to be “conversant about the hippest shows with customers.” The two women were Italian-American and found the show offensive but Ted says he likes to “relax looking at these duimb (whispered) greaseballs especially since two guys tried to ‘put the arm’ on my father a few years ago.” Clearly Ted’s talking about organized crime but he presses on. “Plus, that show has made it okay to say things like (whispered) guinea.”
Vernon Dozier appeared on the show tonight to tell Boomers they should live “every ounce of their lives” before they even think about leaving a will or an estate plan. Vernon believes that relatives and others after a certain point go from loving you to rubbing their hands together waiting for you to check out. Vernon wants the most out of life and then he’ll make out his will. He talked about wanting to go out “sailing down the back stretch of the Daytona 500, getting air and flying off the track becoming a fireball just out of sight. If I have done my will before that, great. If not every penny goes to the state and I dont care. I’ll be a flaming ball of energy, basically the Sun.”
“If you give me any shit, any shit at all, then there’s going to be more cops, more guns., more handcuffs, more marijuana-sniffing dogs than you’ve ever seen in your wildest hallucinations.”
Reverand David Castorini of the Castorini Youth Ministries was on to tell Phil about his dreams for a mega-church. They basically involved the homeless man-turned-voice over artist Ted Williams. Reverand Castorini believes Mr. Williams hasn’t been given near the support he needs. As a former rockhead himself the Reverand said Williams needs to live in at least as big a house as those helping him, like Dr. Phil. Anyway, once he’s on his feet he can become a member of David’s church and help him realize the goal of building one bigger than Rick Warren’s. What a mental case
The next hour, Dr. Jim Sadler was with Phil to discuss Congresswoman Gabrielle Gifford’s recovery. It’s all well and good to talk about so-called heroes like Daniel Hernandez said Dr. Sadler but what about the real heroes? In fact, what about the real miracle workers? The doctors! Dr. Sadler said the doctors got so little real recognition they had to walk around the memorial wearing their hospital gowns with their name tags clipped on
Cookie Gilchrist, the Buffalo Bills’ hard-charging fullback who became one of the early stars of the American Football League, died Monday in Pittsburgh. He was 75.
New York Times Published: January 10, 2011
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Cookie Gilchrist was an All-Pro from 1962 to 1965.
His death, at an assisted-living center, was announced by the Bills, who said he had cancer.
When he was playing in the Canadian Football League in the 1950s, Gilchrist owned a company that installed industrial lighting and trumpeted it with trucks emblazoned “Lookie, Lookie, Here Comes Cookie.”
He was hardly likely to go unnoticed.
At 6 feet 3 inches and 250 pounds or so, Gilchrist was an uncommonly awesome running back for his era, and he was an outspoken figure off the field. He was often involved in contract disputes with management, and he helped lead a boycott threat by black players over discriminatory treatment in New Orleans when they arrived there for the A.F.L. All-Star Game after the 1964 season, forcing the league to transfer the game to Houston.
Joining the Bills in 1962, the A.F.L.’s third season, Gilchrist ran for 1,096 yards in 14 games and was named the league’s player of the year. He set a professional football single-game rushing record, since broken, when he ran for 243 yards and 5 touchdowns against the Jets in December 1963.
Gilchrist led the A.F.L. in rushing again in 1964, his final season with the Bills, when he helped take them to the league championship. He was named All-Pro every season from 1962 to 1965.
“Whoever’d run up, he’d run at him and then run over him,” his former Bills teammate Booker Edgerson, a defensive back, told Jeff Miller in “Going Long,” a history of the A.F.L. “A lot of guys said, ‘Why don’t you sidestep and run around?’ He said: ‘I want to teach them a lesson. If I run over ’em, they won’t come up anymore.’ ”
Carlton Chester Gilchrist was born in Brackenridge, Pa., on May 25, 1935, and was nicknamed Cookie as a child. After high school, he played in Canada, starring for the Hamilton Tiger-Cats, the Saskatchewan Roughriders and the Toronto Argonauts before joining the Bills.
He is survived by two sons, Jeffery and Scott, and a daughter, Christina Gilchrist, all of Toronto, and two grandchildren.
Gilchrist was among the A.F.L. players who were refused service by restaurants, nightclubs and taxis while preparing for the All-Star Game in New Orleans after the 1964 season. He was a leading voice among players whose boycott threat caused the shift to Houston.
“He came to maturity at a time that coincided with the civil rights movement,” the former Bills quarterback Jack Kemp told Mr. Miller for his A.F.L. history. “And Cookie was a very proud guy. He didn’t take any guff from anybody.”
After three seasons with the Bills, Gilchrist had two stints with the Denver Broncos and also played for the Miami Dolphins. He retired after the 1967 season, having run for 37 touchdowns and 4,293 yards.
In 1983, when he was nominated for induction into the Canadian Football Hall of Fame, he turned the honor down over his feelings that he had faced racism.
“Cookie was the Jim Brown of the American Football League; he was the icon of the league,” Edgerson told The New York Times in 1994. “But the biggest thing about Cookie is that Cookie did not take any mess off of anyone. That’s his legacy.”
Jeff Dowder, professor of mechanical physics at Cal Tech put forth the proposition tonight that Obama saved Sarah Palin’s career and America from civil war…..all in one speech….
Later on Brad Rivkind from Rivkind Advertising was hoping to sell Phil on the idea of a “Gabby Opened Her Eyes” lighter, one that has the eyes of a woman light up orange when the lighter is opened…Hoo-Boy