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Random Thoughts – March 26th


This Bobcat Walks Into a Bar...

Arizona - A bobcat walks into a bar in Arizona. Really. But that's only the end of the story, KVRD radio says. It began, according to the Cottonwood police department, when a woman reported that she was attacked after apparently striking the bobcat with her car and getting out to investigate. Another motorist helped chase the cat away. A short time later, the bobcat showed up outside a Pizza Hut, acted "aggressive," according to an employee, then fled before police arrived, KVRD says. Finally, around 11:40 p.m., the bobcat entered the Chaparral Bar on Main Street. It forced many patrons up on their barstools and bit two of them. Police finally killed the animal in the parking lot, KVRD says, and tests confirmed it was rabid.

Thank God this story finally got to the part where the critter got killed in the parking lot. Prior to that, the whole thing sounded like the men of America's great Southwest had gone soft on us. "Striking the bobcat with her car and getting out to investigate"? The critter "acted 'aggressive'" outside a Pizza Hut? "It forced many patrons up on their barstools"? Is that how they roll now? Dancing on top of chairs like the mom in a cartoon getting spooked by a mouse? In the state that gave us bone fide tough guys like Cochise, Geronimo, Tedy Bruschi and Kerri Strug? Hell, John McCain is an Arizona man and he stared down the turnkeys at the Hanoi Hilton for five friggin' years. I don't know much about history, but I'm pretty sure Arizonans dug the Grand Canyon with just their bare hands. I once spent a couple of days in Zona on a trip across country, and the guys I met would've killed Bobcat Goldthwaithe just on general principle for "Police Academy 4." Or the Charlotte Bobcats just for being ugly. It's a sad day indeed that a glorified housecat made the once proud people of Arizona pee their pants like they were at some Dim Sum bar in Brookline instead of just getting the damned thing drunk, killing and eating it like God intended.

— Jerry Thornton, 10:09 am | permalink | 17 comments