From time to time, I will discuss the great cinematic masterpieces with my friends. Citizen Kane, The Godfather, part 2, Road House…all the classics. I have just seen the trailer (www.marvel.com) to the soon to be greatest film of all time, Captain America: The First Avenger. I long for this movie like a five year old dreams of Christmas morning. This is, of course, because Captain America is the greatest. My buddy said I had “an unhealthy obsession” with Cap; sadly, I cannot disagree. Is it weird for a grown man to love a superhero, who probably doesn’t exist in real life? I think not. He loves freedom and America, people. Of course, I had to buy that plastic replica shield and Captain America coin bank on eBay (and those t-shirts and join that fan site so I could get all the latest info). I’m not even a comic book reader, but I think every man has a nerd thing (and a gay thing, but that’s for another blog – everyone’s seen a lumberjack looking dude drinking an Old Milwaukee with his pinky extended). I would even go so far as to say I am overall a cool guy. I am a former college football player, I was class president, ran the biggest fraternity on campus, and I do comedy and party more than any other two men with a job. Yet, when it comes to my hero Cap, I might as well still play Magic: The Gathering with my guildmates when our internet goes down and cuts us off from Everquest for the evening. I shsould just put on Giordi Laforge’s visor and try to pick up fat chicks at the local Star Trek convention. I may be a dork, but I know this much -you Nazi bastards will get the red leather boot of liberty up your asses on July 22, 2011. USA! USA! USA!