You know a celebrity, professional athlete, or any variation thereof has reached fever pitch in the media when their very name works it’s way into your everyday lexicon.
I have no idea how many times I’ve uttered the word Tebow and gotten down on one knee in solidarity and in jest the past few weeks. It’s been a number of times for sure. I thought there was no way possible I could work him into a blog post though. Trust me I have tried.
Then I received this email and photo from good friend and carp slayer Will Rice yesterday.
Subject: So I Tebow’d this carp…
“…on the bank of the DSP (Dirty South Platte) less than a mile from the Stadium on game day… and the Pats still won. What the hell?”
Need I say more? Hilarious.
I was at the game. Perhaps I should have been fishing.
Oh, and just in case you been living under a rock for the last 6 weeks and have no idea what this is all about. See Tebowing.com.