I'm not sure what possessed me to stand up in front of the Tebow statue, make an embarrassing statement, and then actually, "Tebow" but I did. Perhaps I was longing for a simpler time, a time when wins came easy, and National Championships came every couple of years for UF. Or maybe I was "caught up in the moment" and trying to get the fans jacked up for the upcoming Gator-Arkansas ESPN game of the week. Or, I was simply drunk. Yeah, that's the ticket.
|My buddy Lug, pre game at the swamp in the Bull Gator parking spot that I weaseled my way into.||Posing in front of the Tebow statue.|
|My Family, Gina (a trooper, since she went to FSU) Son, Nic a Junior at UF and AJ, hanging at the swamp.||Lake worth loadies. Gretchen, Fawn, Jimmy, Mike, Lug and me!|
Frank Vincent, me, my radio partner Young Ron, and Vincent "Big Pussy" Pastore.
Kim Bokamper made fun of me for this jacket but look at his wrinkly shirt!
Wil Shriner as Matlock at the CF wine opener Friday night in Boca.
My buddy Jeff Peck goes to a birthday party and runs into Larry David.
And my wife and I were lucky to have dinner with actor John O 'Hurley (Seinfeld,Dancing with the Stars, Family Feud) at Runway Sunday night. He's performing in Chicago at the Broward center this month.
Paul 1989 Castronovo and the best drummer on the east coast, Johnny Tulucci.
By Paul Castronovo; Radio Host; Football Fan
With last week's Castronovo suite winners
I have all sorts of excuses: “well, I’ve got to get up tomorrow at 4am to do the show”, “well, my parents have been at my house all day watching my Son”, “well, The Prime Time Emmy’s are on, and I don’t want to miss Bryan Cranston’s acceptance speech (he lost!)”. But really, why did I leave the Dolphin game, the home opener against the Falcons with just over 4 minutes left in the game? Apparently, because I’m a big pussy.
Here’s where it began: I had a big wine drinking and eating party Thursday night at Blue Moon Fish Company in Ft. Lauderdale, then I had to fly to Orlando for a radio seminar (more drinking) and then drive to Gainesville for the Gator-Tennessee game on Saturday. Things began going south for me here. These idiot buddies of mine insisted on tailgating beginning at 9:30am Saturday! The game doesn’t kick off until 3:30. Do you realize how much rum I can consume in 6 hours, not to mention various sausages, burgers, hot dogs and shots? Gators game ends at 7 and then it’s time to “party”! We start eating and drinking again and not necessarily in that order. In the back of my mind, I realize I’m hundreds of miles away and the Dolphin home opener is at 4pm the next day.
My wife LOVES the Dolphins, so there’s no way we are blowing off the game. I drive the 5 hours home from Gville, and as I begin to hit the rack for a short pre game nap, I am reminded by my wife, Gina that: “I have a Son and that he has a lacrosse game”. Oh, and It’s 130 degrees out and it’s noon. Kickoff is in 4 hours. I’m sweating profusely, a dog came by and licked me and got alcohol poisoning and I am now ready to pass out. At 2:30, we drive to Sun Life stadium. It’s pouring and steam is coming off the ground it’s so hot. The game was, up until 5 minutes before it ended: close and admit it…a bit boring. That’s when I leaned over to the wife and said these fateful words, “Lets get out of here and beat the traffic”. She obliged.
And then we turned on the radio to hear one of the greatest comebacks in Dolphin history. We didn’t talk to each other the rest of the ride home.
I’d like to apologize to Ryan Tannehill, he deserves better and Brian Hartline, who I can apologize to on our show Thursday morning at 8:30am.
What happens when a group of buddies get a free weekend? We hit the new Resorts World Bimini for some, "relaxation" and some serious fishing.
Here's an epic video of an amazing catch and release of a shark. You'll notice My Son AJ and My friend Anthony Bruno jr ( yes that Anthony's son) on the bow of the Hectic Daze, normally you fish off the stern. This fish would have nothing to do with that:
Here are some candid photos from the weekend.
Watching "some of us anyway" the Mayweather fight.
Dear Cane Fans: Yes, you won the Gator game, but did you really? Ok sure, the final score is important, but what did you really accomplish? Your star running back, the great (against division 2 teams) Duke Johnson was a non factor. In the 3rd quarter, you netted only 2 yards. Are the Canes “Back”? That’s what I keep hearing. You better be able to perform better than you did because nobody else is going to give up 5 turnovers and get into the red zone 6 times with one score!
Am I pissed? Yes. I’m pissed that we (UF) pissed away a game that we owned in every category! Yes, the Cane defense played excellent and did make some important big plays, but not enough to win. You needed our help! Sadly, we obliged and now you get bragging rights for the next 100 years. I had a great time at the game, at least until there was 4 minutes left and I put my Gator tail between my legs and walked to my car. Here’s the deal, there’s still a long season of football left to play. We are off, and then play Tennessee. The Canes play…ready…Savannah State! WTF is wrong with this picture? Win the rest of your games, and you may end up in the top ten. We win the rest of our games and we play for the BCS National Championship game. I pray that we get to see UM in a bowl game, because Christmas is over and you’ll get no more gifts. Am I a Sore loser? Who isn’t? Anybody who loses gets mad, and if you don’t you’re NOT a real college football fan.
Now I am going to speak to the Canes fans that are annoyed by this column: You do me a favor and show up when Savannah State and any other team other than FSU comes to town and you’ll impress me. Prove to me that you’re not a “big game and bandwagon” fan group and then I’ll be impressed. I’ll be driving 5 hours to catch the Gator home games at the Swamp and To The loyal 25,000 that come to Sun Life for all the home games: Congrats and go beat the Noles!
I've been married 17 years to Gina, but to Ron...way longer. Let's compare the two:
After 3 drinks for Gina, I might get lucky. After 3 drinks, Ron would be lucky to be able to stand up.
While hanging on the beach, Gina looks great in a bathing suit. Last time I was on the beach with Ron, some people tried to roll him back into the water.
We were at a wedding over the weekend, while celebrating our anniversary and Gina got a little emotional. Ron gets emotional if the liquor store is closed.
I memorized my wedding vows. Ron memorized the Miranda rights.
If I had to do it all over again, I'd marry Gina without hesitation. If I was starting my radio show all over again, I'd hire Ryan Seacrest.
Gina still looks the same as the day we got married. Ron looks just like Diana Nayad as they pulled her from the water after swimming from Cuba.
1) Gina getting too cozy with Dolphins Center, Mike Pouncey
2) Gina getting cozy with some wine
3) Gina, apparently in a rap group
4) Gina and I last weekend on our 17th wedding anniversary. She looks incredible. I look like an old handbag.