Sunday, January 28, 2007

The Longest Day

A whole Sunday without football. It stretches on for an eternity. Coming out of football hibernation is sad, but sort of freeing. I now have time to actually notice the five months of housekeeping that has piled up (and contemplate doing something about it). I actually cooked a weeks worth of meals and baked cupcakes.

If only I had cable. Then I could have gotten up at 0-dark-thirty to watch Serena's comeback and Federer's continued domination. Or I could have revived my passion for figure skating by watching the U.S. National Championships sans Michelle Kwan and Sasha "I'm gonna be a Hollywood star" Cohen. Once upon a time these were marquee events on network TV.

Monday, January 15, 2007

YouTube Luv

If polygamy were legal in this country, I'd marry both founders of youtube. I love this brillant creation. From the caveman commercials to that insane Elmo TMX, I can find everything. And sports rants are my favorite! Some of the best are on there: Dennis Green, Iverson (with a practice counter included), Herm Edwards, Coach Chaney, etc.

As for favorite commercials, the whole series of Leon the primadonna football player is there as well as the recent race for the Heisman commercial.

Diss Loyalty

I was talking to my brother about a man law posted on www.manlaws.com. A guy asked how long can you root for a team after it has moved from your city. Brother B was stunned.

"Root for a team after it leaves?!!" he exclaimed in a truly horrified tone akin to Mora's infamous playoffs rant. "You don't do that!

"That guy is the type who takes a woman back after she cheated on him with his neighbor and his best friend and he caught her at the scene both times."

He comes by this philosophy honestly. My mother is still mad at the (Brooklyn) Dodgers.

A pox and several plagues on the C@!#$ and the H@rn&#$!

Sorry Browns fans that B-more was party to your trauma initially. But you alone get the happily ever after award.

The agony of defeat

I guess I just have a super soft spot for those suffering from the agony of defeat. Awwwww. Especially if they're kinda cute!



I definitely know the feeling of doing all you can do and still not getting the prize in the end. I admire that athletes push it aside and, similar to salesman, come back for another round of it again and again.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Bookends

So my division playoff weekend started with one former hometown losing and ended with another former hometown winning. And my winning and losing picks came down to the skill of the Kickers.

It was as balanced as you can get in a truly uneven season.

Losing out on the plasma TV is worth a Patriots win. Particularly if they stop the C@!#$ next week.

Overall great tight games this weekend that kept me on the edge of my chair, yelling at the TV, and beseeching the pigskin muse for just a little extra assistance.

He speaks volumes for B-more fans


Devastation photo featured in the Washington Post.

Ouch.

Guy definitely in need of his paycheck, Subway commercials and a Super Bowl win next year.

Strahan divorce settlement

F is for football frustration and the Foot

Considering the Platinum Foot, also known as the Patriots' former phenomenal clutch kicker, put on the board every point the C@!#$ scored, I guess Peyton Manning no longer considers Kickers idiots.

I, however, am left wondering if the Patriots are the idiots for letting such a priceless resource walk to, of all teams, that one.

Fond Vinatieri Memories


Jan. 19, 2002
Pats 16, Raiders 13


And ones I'd really rather forget
Feb. 1, 2004
Pats 32, Panthers 29

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Here's the kicker

My Pats haven't even played a down yet, and they might have caused me to lose already. Simply by sending Adam Vinatieri to the C@!#$.
Go Ravens!


Ravens, you owe it to the fans to crush those lowdown, sneakin' out in the middle of the night, history-stealin' C@!#$!

Movin' on

Down, but not out.

It's time for me to put my scarlet and gray disappointment to rest (until the draft) and focus on my favorite league--the NFL.

Division Playoffs. Considering the recent Monday Meltdown, you'd think I would forget about the picks, statistics, the spreads and just do a George K.
Do everything the opposite of what I'd normally do.

Here's my picks:

Baltimore Ravens
New Orleans Saints
Chicago Bears
San Diego Chargers

In general, I really hate to pick against any of my former hometowns (sorry Pats) but the possibility of winning that oh-so tacky, American-sized plasma TV is way too tempting. I wouldn't blame them if they won just to spite me.

Ladies, was it me or did anyone else just want to give Romo the biggest bear hug (and more) after that nightmarish fumble? He looked like Charlie Brown after Lucy yanks the ball away. If your celebrity gals don't appreciate you, Tony, just come to North Cacalackey for comfort.

It was an awesome attempt on your part to pick it up and run it to clean up the mess. Whole different headline if that would have worked.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

And another thing

Oh my gloating friends. Thanks for the calls.

Gentle reminder--if your fav D-1 team hasn't ever been to a football national championship, has barely been able to beat Duke in football, and can't remember the last time they had a winning season, you have no grounds for trash talking.

Like the commercial says, it's time to get your story straight!

My Football Season Sucked!

Thankfully, the Benedryl kicked in shortly after Ginn's kick return touchdown and I slept blissfully unaware that my Buckeyes were getting the worst smackdown EVER. I woke up around noon the next day. I couldn't believe that FoxSports.com had transposed the score. Sloppy editors. I checked ESPN dot com. Who hacked my computer??!! Had I somehow been punk'd?

The bad cold and cold medicine haze gone, I was forced to face harsh reality. The promising dream of a Panther's Super Bowl win and a Buckeye National Championship in the same year was ruthlessly stripped away. The Sports Illustrated cover featuring the Carolina Panthers sits in a magazine basket mocking me. The excitement of being the #1 team all season, staying undefeated, and adding another Heisman to our illustrious collection, well...

How did a heavenly Fall end with a Winter in the nether regions of Hell?