Bulldog Chronicles

Chapter 9      Maria, the evil Greek spy, cackled from the front seat of her car as she raced down the road mentally marinating the maniacal revenge she had exacted on her arch nemesis, Bulldog White. She squealed and howled with joy, jerking the steering wheel left and right, causing the contents of her trunk to smack against the sides of the car. “You like it back there, Bulldog?” she wailed with glee.    Earlier that morning, Maria had captured Bulldog. Certain of Bulldog’s dependable daily routines and favorite hang-out spots, Maria had patiently for hours waited outside the Dollar Tree. She had spent the morning ruminating about her revenge…remembering the gold heist in Trinidad. The job that had gone so perfectly, until Bulldog had shown up and arrested her. During her 7 long years of incarceration in a Trinidad prison, she had plotted her revenge. After springing her gang from jail a few days ago, her perfect plan was finally set in motio...

Real life Bulldog Story 1: In November of 1980, I was at my grandparents’ house for Thanksgiving. The Lions were playing the Bears in a traditional Turkey Day showdown, and I had a front row seat on the couch in the living room.   The center ref blew the final whistle of the fourth quarter and much to my surprise (and glee!) the Lions were still in the game with a 17-17 tie; I was about to witness the first-ever Thanksgiving Day overtime! Laser-focused with anticipation, I prepared myself to witness NFL history. As both teams trotted into the locker room before overtime, I turned to Bulldog with a big grin on my face and declared confidently that the Lions would clinch a victory when it was all over.   In classic fashion, Bulldog looked me straight in the eye and bet me two dollars that the Lions would lose. With eight quarters in my pocket and all the Detroit faith in the world, I took the bet. We both placed our money on top of the TV, and retreated to our respecti...