Divine interference?

Alright, warning, this may not mean a lot to anyone other than US readers, but anyway… Seeing they are the vast bulk of my readers going by the stats…

Most championships are decided by merit. Either the team that wins the most games against the others teams in their league, or in their continent, wins the title, or they end up with a series of knock out deciders to settle the matter. Then you get College Football (Gridiron type, for any non US readers still going) where there are about 12 top rank divisions (including a supposed Big 5), plus some independents who dont play in any other divisions, of which 4 teams go to the playoffs.

Yes, thats right, the maths dont add up well, do they?

Earlier this weekend, all of the championship games got played. One of the supposed top 4 isnt in a division, so they just rested up. Even more complex, the ‘number 1’ team were playing the ‘number 4’ team, as both play in same conference!

Lurking outside of all this, sitting at number 5 going into the weekend, were Oklahoma. Yes, I know, I support Kansas State, and Kate supports Oklahoma State, both in the same conference, so I should hate them, right? Thing is, Oklahoma would be Clara Johnson’s team I suspect, as its the nearest University to where she was born, though she certainly never went there! Given she was moving to LA, from Texas at the age of 20, thats a safe bet! But anyway…

Last night, I watched Oklahoma beat Texas 39-27, getting revenge for their only defeat this season. Thing is, unless one of the top 4 drops out, they cant make the play off. So thank you, I thought, for Alabama (No 1) playing Georgia (no 4), as given logic, the latter should lose, drop down the rankings, only… when I went to bed last night, Georgia were winning 28-14. And yes, that would drop Alabama down the rankings, but probably not to No 5, and let Oklahoma in.

Apparently, with 6 minutes to go, that was still the score. The final score, you ask? 35-28 to Alabama! Now whether this was Alabama inspiration, yet another Georgia meltdown, or someone up in heaven intervening to let her local university get to the playoffs, who knows? My money is on that it wasnt the latter, but it would be funny to think so, wouldnt it?

No, I know, sport is just crazy!

Right, video time. Well given it feels like heaven may have played a part in events, how about this?

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The story behind a song

Tonight’s blog is bought to you care of a workmate yesterday, who knowing my love of most things American, asked me if there was actually a midnight train to Georgia, as in the song? So fine, I took a look this morning, knowing there were all sorts of long distance trains on Amtrak, that there might be one, somewhere. In fact, no there isnt, and nowadays at least (and reputedly wasnt in the 70’s) there is no train direct from Los Angeles to Georgia anyway. The closest at the moment that I could find, was the overnight Silver Meteor train which calls at Rocky Mount, North Carolina at 11.50 pm, and gets to Savannah, Georgia at 6.34 in the morning. Mind, it might have left a few nights at midnight, but anyway…lol!

And no, the train from Los Angeles to New Orleans, from where you could, in theory, connect to a train to Atlanta, leaves at 9.00 pm on the nights that it runs anyway! So clearly, no is the answer.

The thing is, when you dig into these matters on the internet, you find all sorts of intriguing information. As in, in this case, that wasnt the original name of the song! It was, as I will prove shortly, originally called ‘Midnight Plane to Houston’, and yes, they have existed in the past! Not sure if there is a current one, with all the night flying regulations we have now, but back then…there was!

Seemingly, what happened was that some artists came along, who wanted to tweak the title to something different, and a new title was born! The fact that said train never existed, mere technicality lol! So yes, the next time you hear Gladys Knight, or Cissy Houston singing that song, just remember it wasnt always about a train to Georgia, but a plane to a whole different state.

Fine, you want proof? Here you go, the Country version, as sung by the songs writer, Jim Weatherley. Sorry, unsurprisingly, no live video!