A month and a half ago, the Modern Fella and I were watching our beloved Tennessee Titans get raped in the snow by the New England Patriots (final score: 59-0). The Titans’ (now former) punter, Reggie Hodges, shanked a punt that went only 21 yards, and the Modern Fella declared he could punt farther than that while naked in the snow. I told him he’d have to back that declaration up the first time we got somewhat measurable snow in Knoxville, and he agreed. The prize for doing so was I would grant his wish of being known as ‘The Modern Love Machine’ instead of the Modern Fella.
Guess what? It snowed last night. We woke up to a beautiful blanket of snow on the ground, rooftops and trees — everywhere but the roads, which is the best kind of snow, in my opinion.
So this morning, we got to work rounding up a camera and football. By the time we got to the park, there wasn’t a whole lot of snow left, but there was enough on the football field to make the MF’s attempt legit.
By request of some of my modern friends, here is the video evidence:
So the Modern Fella shall henceforth be known as, ‘The Modern Love Machine.”