In 2009, my favorite band broke up. The Barenaked Ladies were fun enough on the radio but I actually found a lot of weird and impactful music when I dug into their discography as a high schooler. Their breakup was disappointing, sure, but what struck me horrified was that even though the front man left and the magic was gone, the other guys…kept going. They put out zombie album after zombie album, full of unlistenable trash – they still do, every year or so. I dutifully flipped through the tracks to look for anything worth salvaging, but each time I left with a unique kind of pain in my heart. Eventually I stopped listening to music entirely in favor of podcasts, documentaries, and let’s plays. The magic was gone.
Pictured: every good Barenaked Ladies song since 2009
Imagine my surprise in 2021 when that odd, unique pain returned to my heart. The Denver Broncos were a zombie football team. We trotted players out each game, but whatever magic inhabited this team in the Manning era was gone. Even Phillip Lindsay, my favorite Bronco, was gone. Who were these guys in orange on the turf? Would they matter in a year? Forget winning games, we weren’t even watchable football anymore. I started adopting other teams to root for while I waited for the soul to return to the rotting corpse of my favorite football team.
So it remains. No exciting trade, draft choice, or free agent signing moves the rock. New ownership tried to provide a jolt of electricity with Russell Wilson, sure. And he’s fine. But it only turned the zombie into a Frankenstein’s monster situation. This evening, as I type out these meaningless tragedies to you so nonchalantly, I realized how to conceptualize that pain. As my favorite band and my football team are, so too is my heart on bye. I don’t know if they will ever return. In the finite season of my life, I may not see it come to pass in any of these three instances. I just want to care. But the equipment with which I would do so, is on bye.
We beat the Chiefs last week. Meaningful? Yes. Fuck the Chiefs. But also, who cares. Once the endorphins wore off, I realized we still didn’t have an identity. Am I supposed to believe this was the moment that warmth returned to the long clammy and pale skin of my zombie Broncos? No. A dead fish might still give it a good few flops as late as when it enters the oven.
Our first game after the bye is the perplexingly inconsistent Bills team. They haven’t put it all together for four quarters this season, they’re beatable. We have our buy week to prepare. A win isn’t impossible. If we do win, all of Broncos Country is going to panic. WE’RE ALIVE! WHAT DO WE DO? WIN THE SUPER BOWL?! No, no. Calm down. Joy does not live here, it splits tenancy like a timeshare with its friends despair and shame. The others will be back here shortly.
Call me when the Ladies get another hit on the radio. Up til then, my heart is on bye.
SillyCuse defenders dropped two straight INT’s, one of which was a pick 6. #onbrand
I always liked the Broncos as a kid cause they were the horse team, also the Chargers because they still had the horse logo.
YEE HAW!!!
https://twitter.com/clarencehilljr/status/1720467096360947940
“That was so unnecessary!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pHTTQ_gI76k&ab_channel=Channel4Entertainment
“A luckless tourist from Azerbaijan found himself surrounded by armed police and ordered to the floor in Caís de Sodré, Lisbon, after a translation app he used to request help in a restaurant confused “pomegranate” with “grenade”.
https://www.portugalresident.com/translation-app-prompts-terror-alert-in-lisbon/
I wonder if his hovercraft was full of eels
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Take note, Yeah Right.
Was he at an Armenian restaurant?
Thought you might want to take a glimpse behind the scenes at the Andy Reid Animal Hospital. They’re doing good work.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnLVQylARRQ&ab_channel=RegeeneHo
Thought you might like this, RTD:
“…even cash-strapped Mark Davis recognized the problem wasn’t the players—it was Josh. It was always Josh. Everywhere he has gone, other than New England, the problem has always been Josh and that jockstrap he carries around in his back pocket. The one he’s never washed. The one he stole from Tom Brady’s locker before leaving Foxboro and striking out on his own. The one he tossed to anyone who ever questioned his football acumen. Smell it, he’d say. Any questions?”
https://defector.com/the-problem-was-always-josh-mcdaniels
What an enjoyable takedown of that assclown.
Yup. Knew he was a little shit, but didn’t know what an abusive dick he was. No wonder teams would quit on him.
Yes, that was delightful.
btw, it’s somewhat related to the post, as the writer is an ex-Denver Bronco, and relates how Josh f*cked that team as well
Does kind of make me wonder why Belichick can get away with his schtick when no one else can
Just win, baby. Belichick is on the hot seat now for a reason.
Don’t forget the legendary head coaching career of Charlie Weis.
My god. That poor belt.
Some semi-adjacent thoughts
-I saw the Ladies back in the day-Spirit of the West opened-and the song that got the loudest response was their cover of “Fight The Power”. True story.
-Another true story. One of our drivers has a small farm. This weekend he’s putting down two of his horses. He and his wife are heartsick at the prospect.
My brother has two horses and a bunch of dogs buried in his back yard. Little grave markers for them. It’s sad, but sweet.
Never fun to have to put down an animal friend, or even an animal that’s kind of a dick
I think it’s dangerous to think anything shy of a championship is a failure.
That’s the Madridista way. Ask Don T…
¡Oh sí! Champions or LOSERS is a terrible viewpoint, especially for spectator sports.
The only championship I’ve seen my rootin’ teams win:
1990 – PR Basketball team, gold in Pan Am tourney in Argentina. My friends and I went to the airport to receive the team.
2011 – Uruguay, Copa América
Still, Uruguay’s 2010 World Cup campaign was thrilling, as was PR’s victory over the USA in the Athens Olympics. You gotta give momentuous wins their due, even if the game was not a final.
And the Titans Wild Card win @ KC on 1/6/18 is a personal happy place. Appreciating the extraordinary is a choice, like giving mind to nothing except championships.
That’s why I’m enjoying this Steelers season so much. By all rights they should be an 0-8 team. Yet, they don’t give up and somehow manage to pull wins out of their asses. Last night was a perfect example. Tennessee could have easily won that game.
You’ve got to appreciate these things.
Gumby and I were happy the Steelers won yesterday. We know they aren’t going to be good like they used to be anytime soon, but you have to enjoy your victories when you get them.
TEN’s loss last night sucked. But I was happy seeing Will Levis glued to the pocket slingin’ it–despite horrible, terrible, fraidy-cat O Tackle play. Kid’s legit 🙌🏼
Looks like he’s got half-decent read abilities, is not afraid to throw into tight windows, can make all the passes, has some legs, but all of that is somewhat obscured because Pitt blitzed so much.
Yup. I think you’ve got a keeper.
I think he’s going to be good too!
I don’t think I’ve ever had a team I root for win. Oh wait, no, Fiji in Olympic Rugby 7s. No pro sports, although I did really enjoy RG3s run to the playoffs until the actual playoffs where his knee disintigrated
I hear you man. Not a lot of joy this season. And rebuilding is ugly to watch.