Red Rover Red Rover Send Glover Right Over
Yeah, I thought the rhyming title sucked too. But then it got me to thinking--not just about the pictured subject of this post, Greg Glover, one-half of the tag team If Looks Could Kill--but also about the years of playing Red Rover in school playgrounds. The sing-songy taunt, hurling yourself at the linked arms of the opposition to break through them--the epitome (along with King of the Hill) of grade-school aggro roughhouse--either to bust through and claim one of its number as a prize or to fail and be enmeshed in those same arms and become a part of the enemy's chain now. I wish there were an adult Red Rover team in my town. But back to Glover: he's a looker, isn't he? Bits of angel and bully wrapped into one. The gleam in his eye both invites and repels--even threatens. Nice. It might be nice to tangle with some of that.