Editors Note:


EDITOR'S NOTE: Fresh off a three year managerial stint, your friendly neighborhood lenslinger is back on the street and under heavy deadline. As the numbing effects of his self-imposed containment wear off, vexing reflections and pithy epistles are sure to follow...

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Breakfast with Bob


Before I fully realized Weaver had deployed to Lynchburg, he was back - stubbled, exhausted and muttering something about there being no wi-fi at the Fallwell scrum. So we took his pager, restricted his Nascar intake and sent him home. Being Weaver, he noodled on-line before he collapsed, uploading a wealth of photos from his overnight jaunt. There are some ringers indeed, but my favorite is this frame of Bob Buckley enjoying a little fast food between satellite shots. Reminds me of another spot news entree...

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