Tyler Colello and the Williams Field Blackhawks destroyed Coronado 54-0.  Tyler played three positions during the game and in my opinion is responsible for the win.  Tyler is number 63 in the pictures.

We lost Vegas “Showgirl” Colello yesterday, who had been ill off and on for the last half a year or so.

Monica and I adopted Vegas shortly after moving to Arizona, and so she’s always been part of our lives here.

While Vegas could be tough when interacting with other dogs, she was always more than kind to puppies, cats and people.  Vegas was always the first to the door when someone came home, and the first to make friends with strangers.  You’d never know it to look at her, but she could run super fast, just for the record.

We’ll all miss her, she was a good puppy.

Tough Guy

As a birthday present to Tyler, my brother Rick treated the three of us to a day of riding four wheelers out in the desert in north Scottsdale.  It was a great time, we got lost a bunch of times, traveled over terrain that was downright scary, barely made it back before it got dark out.  Rick flipped his ATV, and Tyler also had a good crash which damaged his ATV.  Click the above picture for pics.

Paul Sr and Rick

My brother Rick had some official business at the Orange County Choppers office today, and got to have his picture taken with none other than Paul Teutul, Sr.  himself!

As some of you are aware, billiards team Last Call traveled to Las Vegas this past weekend for the annual Duel in the Desert.  Lance, Chad and I thought it would be fun to go play in a tournament that brought players from around the country, surely we could win a few games here and there.  To keep the story short, we all played well, we all made some clutch wins, and Last Call won the tournament outright.  Duel in the Desert 2009 Champions.  Yeah, dog.

Last Call has once again emerged victorious from the TAP Titleholder’s Tournament, and has now qualified twice for the Phoenix Masters.

It’s been four years since my father, the legendary Denny Colello, passed away.  My brother sent this email, which I’m posting here with his permission:

Took the family to Atlantic City yesterday. Last night I shot craps (normally don’t do anymore) because it was exactly the four year mark for Dad and that is all he ever played.  Twice I threw down a fiver on the hard four, Dad’s favorite bet……………lost both of those bets………..where was Dad?  Not at the craps table.

This morning…….Kristi, me and the kids are walking the boardwalk.  Anthony talks me into buying something to feed the sea-gulls with.  I go get two hotdogs for $1.99, throw the disgusting meat away (okay, I ate one) and we sit down to feed the sea-gulls with the hot dog buns.

In a millisecond, there are a million birds around us and we are laughing hysterically. I cannot believe none of us get hit with a dropping.  Anthony puts a piece of bread on his shoe, a bird pecked him hard, and we laughed like crazy. People walking by are stopping to watch us …..really fun stuff.

I look up and see the huge RESORTS sign.  No b/s, I didn’t even notice we were near RESORTS, since we never gamble there, I don’t think I have even noticed the sign for RESORTS in 5 or 6 years. I can’t remember Dad (or us) staying anywhere else.  I haven’t even been in there since.

100 yards to my right is the exact picnic table that sat me, DAD, and Frank Fischer 15 years ago one Saturday afternoon.  Dad had won thousands of dollars that day; and was feeling giddy.  We sat at that picnic table and Dad fed the birds, we laughed hard; and people eating near us were very angry that so many birds were around. He was feeding them underneath the table and no one could figure out why the birds were everywhere…….he had the dumb grin on his face the whole time.

Don’t know why he didn’t help me on the hard four though.