Meatless Monday, BC Dick Tuesday

Early last eve I returned home to watch a game, fresh from wading through a sea of bustling arm wattles and middle- to senior-aged men sporting a universally perturbed look on their faces that seemed to indicate they showed up at the polling station expecting to cast their votes in the time it takes to place an order at the local fast food restaurant drive-through.

My vote for the ghost of John Candy dutifully placed, I settled in with some spicy lamb curry and turned on the Monday night football contest only to see something just as boring as a Canadian election. The Cheating Sex Criminals wasting no time steam-rolling the hapless and overly shiny Jets. At least the players only painted black under their eyes.

He even did the legs! And there’s something stuffed down those pants. Our Canadian Prime Minstrel, folks.

A quick scoring drive, an ill-advised throw to someone not wearing Eagles green at their own 20-yard-line, another scoring drive, and a fumble return for a touchdown all before I could finish my second* beer. Nary a minute later it was 24-0 and New England put it in cruise control the rest of the way.

*Second of the two I had on the table so I wouldn’t have to get up as often.

There was no fight in that New York dog last night. On a plus note, Booger McFarland continues to impress me with how much better he is in the booth than being carted around the sideline on the scissor lift they use to film practices. Boog knows his football.

Visualization of the New York Jets effor level.

I also watched some games on Sunday.

And just as one day, god and mothra willing, Robert Kraft will be forced to pleasure a trafficked migrant for far less than the going rate, so did the Seahawks get beaten by a quarterback they couldn’t contain. Instead of trying the San Diego Chargers method of using safeties at linebacker to reign in QB Jackson’s speed, Seattle stuck with the base 3 LB set they’ve been using for the majority of the year. This didn’t seem to work in the second half and Lamar ran a fair bit wild. An early poor pass, indeed one so poor I haven’t seen from Rusty as long as I can remember, intercepted for 6 points and a late fumble return for another 6 ended the chances of a Seahawks comeback. No need to fret – it’s get-right time in Atlanta next week.

Alive since ’65, indeed.

I actually didn’t see the whole Dallas-Philly game, due in large part to the Eagles refusal to prevent the Cowboys’ smugness from coming back to full boil this year. Does Zeke Elliot actually still want to keep doing that asinine spoon feeding bit? Or does he just feel obligated now, like a band that wants to try new things but fears alienating their insipid, moronic fan base? Nah. He doesn’t think any more about his own actions than he does a woman’s repeated and insistent refusals.

With that uplifting slogan I bid you adieu and return to the dull meat grinder that is the work week.

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BC Dick
An aspiring nihilist who lives in British Columbia and feels nothing while watching the Seahawks, Blue Jays, Lions, Canucks, and several local minor league teams.
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ballsofsteelandfury

Excellent work!

yeah right

Canadian Prime Minstrel is a rock solid handle.

Well done Mr. Dick.

King Hippo

give that Dick a round of softshoe!

King Hippo

Donks get a 3rd for HE-manuel Sanders. Plus swap the Tomsulas’ #4 for our #5 (which is essentially nothing). I approve of this return. Maybe Chris Harris, Jr. gets us a 2nd?

Moose -The End Is Well Nigh

Appreciate Sanders time in Denver and hope he does well in SF.

#4 for our #5 (which is essentially nothing)

With Elway picking, yes this is true. With any decent GM the percentage of success rises with each round and you should be able to get a solid special teamer and a back-up at the very least.

They don’t have enough healthy CBs if they dump Harris Jr., but I still wouldn’t be surprised. A 3rd is about as much as they’ll get unless someone is desperate.

King Hippo

Lokomotiv Moscow leads…at Juve?? WOW

nomonkeyfun

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litre_cola

Hippo gunna bet on the Old Lady, bulleee dat.

King Hippo

me has a little #ACTION on both Salford City and Barnsley (against your old manager), so that’s helping me out of my hole a bit (PHRASING)

BrettFavresColonoscopy

Didn’t someone post a screenshot of the Clermont Lounge calling for some Falcons Firings?

litre_cola

Couldn’t watch either the game or the election last night as both infuriated me.

Told you hippo that my stupid province is embarrassing and still so redneck.

King Hippo

We all need a little MOAR Dick in our Tuesdays, eh?

Also, is Mr. Candy’s ghost still fat?

Rikki-Tikki-Deadly

I feel like I should do a rewrite of Dan Snyder’s Christmas Carol with Andy Reid. John Candy would be the ghost of Christmas Past. Patrick Mahomes in his current state will be Tiny Tim.

Low Commander of the Super Soldiers

Doug Martin is relieved he wasn’t considered for Tiny Tim this year.

Oh, look, he just tripped over a blade of grass.

nomonkeyfun

We all need a little MOAR Dick in our Tuesdays, eh?

Finally, someone agrees with me.”

-Buddy

ArmedandHammered

“Ms. Weld did not seem to agree, hence her missing from Hollywood” – H. Weinstein

King Hippo

I like John Goodman’s Relentless AIDS Diet as a FF name

litre_cola

Also a punk band from Eugene.