After a week of revelry at the Happiest Place on Earth, The SportDork is now officially ready for football season!  But before moving on to the 'sport' portion of this week's entry, allow me to share a couple of quick notes on Disney World.  First, the most important nugget of wisdom I can impart is the following: the Kingdom is a dangerous place.  That's right - don't let Mickey and Minnie fool you.  Behind the pristine grounds and the life-sized cartoon characters, danger lurks.  I managed to return with a bum left shoulder and a sprained right wrist, and that was after only a week.  If we had stuck around for any longer, I'm convinced I could have lost a limb.  How did I suffer such physical setbacks?  Well, the shoulder sprain was courtesy of Everest, the roller-coaster at Animal Kingdom, and as for the sprained right wrist - stop giggling.   It's not what you're thinking.  That one came from me sleeping on it for eight hours in a bourbon-induced coma.  Ok - go ahead and giggle anyway.  It's not much better than what you were thinking.  I guess both injuries aren't so much an indictment on the safety of Disney as much as evidence that once you near forty, it's possible to injure yourself in a wide variety of new and creative ways.  

My favorite moment from Disney?  When we came across this kid-friendly product while strolling through the Magic Kingdom:

 


Really?  A giant ball named Balzac?  Being sold in the middle of the Magic Kingdom?  Who's in charge of product merchandising over there?  I only have one more question.  If it gets wet, is it a sweaty Balzac? 


On to football season.  Want to know how fired up Mrs. SportDork is about this season?  Here she is committing obscure Gator trivia from the University of Florida Football Year In Review to memory:

She knows how to seduce her man.