day of rest.

Since the Jags don't play today, there's less of a sense of urgency to have to be somewhere. I'm sitting in the hotel lobby, enjoying a few tunes on my iPod, watching the activity around me. I see players, coaches, fans, family members, all mingling and meandering about, like they're waiting for a bus or something.

That's what's funny about this "vacation." It's fun, but it's work. There are games to be played, so if you're in the hotel, you're just marking time until you have to play again. It makes for an atmosphere of anticipation.

I chose today to go across the street to QDoba (woo hoo!!), read the Sunday paper and walk among the Tulsans.

It's always an easy sport to make fun of a city when you're an out-of-towner. But I'm not going to do that. The city of Tulsa is just like any other city in America; at least from what I've been able to gather. I had to run to a Walgreen's...saw churchgoers and folks just leading their lives.

Lunch was like lunch at QDoba in Broad Ripple. With cable/satellite television, cell phones and the Internet, the world is a pretty small place. Kids here are like kids there. They watch MTV and are on Myspace.

I can't complain about Tulsa at all. I'm not saying I'd come here for a weekend, but people say that about Indy as well. It'll keep me pacified until our next game.

Man...when is that next game?