Fatherhood has produced some very special moments for me. My son's baseball swing is developing nicely, and he's able to complete the Yankee roll-call before every playoff game. But this week we stumbled upon another special father-son moment as my three year old has become hooked on Dukes of Hazzard re-runs airing at 7pm on CMT. I know my fellow idiots that grew up in the 80s also hold a special place for "Dukes" in their hearts.
Now explaining the plot of the night's episode to a three-year old can present a few problems. Last night it took me 20 minutes to explain to him and my non Dukes-fan wife, that it makes perfect sense for NASCAR legend Cale Yarborough to be practicing for the his next big race in the outskirts of Hazzard County. However, as I've explained to ChampWife, this time is actually research for this crappy blog as we're kicking off a possibly regular (depending on how lazy I get) feature titled "What I Learned From The Dukes of Hazzard" where I'll attempt to share a lesson or two I learned from the night's episode. With this being a sports-blog (albeit a crappy one), we'll try for an appropriate sports connection here and there.
"The operator of a traveling demolition derby plans to hide stolen race car engines beneath the hoods of old jalopies. Naturally, Boss Hogg points the finger at Bo and Luke, after they help Cooter haul some old cars to the demolition derby. Bo later goes undercover as a race car driver to expose the con man."
Cmon, talk about "must see TV."
So, here's what I learned from "Hazzard Connection:"
Forget Robert Duran, Bo and Luke have hands of stone. One punch from each of them left the bad guys out cold. Seriously, this was like Tyson-Spinks.
Stay tuned for more life lessons courtesy of The Dukes of Hazzard.
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