Category Archives: Fanview
The Peterson Principle: 11/24/2014
Have you seen the numbers of the last three quarterbacks at El Rancho? Well if not here you go. 2014- Andrew Perea: 3103 total yards, 34 touchdowns; 2013 – Ryan Araujo: 2558 total yards, 17 TD; 2012- Joey Sanchez: 3184 total yards, 39 TD.
Fanview: November 20, 2014
“When shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly ‘s done, when the battle ‘s lost and won”.—Shakespeare Kick it! Right off the top: If you’ve ever had your skull opened, sand poured on your brain, and your skull closed then you know what it is like to hear […]
Fanview: November 19, 2014
“There ‘s daggers in men’s smiles.”—Shakespeare Kick it! Right off the top: I don’t know you feel about it, but I find the whole “Elf on the Shelf” thing very creepy.
The Peterson Principle: 11/16/14
By Tim Peterson Who has a better offense? San Marino or Crescenta Valley? Carson Glazier vs. Brian Gadsby. Break out the calculators and the last quarterback standing wins. Glazier has thrown 35 touchdown passes while piling up 2953 yards. He threw two last week in the win over Harvard-Westlake and seven the week before against […]
Fanview: November 13, 2014
By Joe Torosian “Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings”. —Julius Caesar
The Peterson Principle: 11/9/14
By Tim Peterson The CIF selections are in and now it’s time for the yelling and screaming. I wish there was one year that it wasn’t necessary…just one…but this is not going to be that year.
The Peterson Principle: 11/3/14
Man, I thought I was going to make it through unscathed Friday night. There were some drizzles early but my thinking was like Bill Murray’s character Carl Spackler in Caddyshack “I don’t think the heavy stuff will come down for quite awhile.”
Fanview: October 30, 2014
“By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.” —Second Witch Kick it!
Fanview: October 29, 2014
“Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door. Weary head hung, eyes to the floor. He says “Love, I’m sorry”, and she says, “What for? I’m yours and that’s it, Whatever. I should not have been gone for so long. I’m your’s and that’s it, forever…You’re mine and that’s it, forever.” […]