I thank the esteemed Balls for filling in ably last week. I drove up to London, Ontario for a 2-day visit withmy oldest HippoSpawn. It was nice, just that's about as long as I can go without a recluse-based panic attack. So, nice to be home as well. One side benefit,
Author: King Hippo
Schadenfreude Footy Nirvana Open Thread
Chasing Glory (Holes?) Saturday Open Thread
Saturday Preliminaries Thread
Nihilism Saturday Thread
Ja, Lebowski. Hippo believes in nuh-shing! There really ain't much going on for the hoopsball non-watcher. I continue to read avidly and pine for the sweet FITBAW smell of autumn. Looking forward to Draft weekend, as the Donks just swirl deeper down the terlet bowl. Even though I know fuck shit (see the
Evening Hoopsball Thread
Saturday Morning Rant
Marching On With Lesser Footy
February’s Last Saturday – Open Thread
There is footy, though no early-birder. But a reasonably full day, given that the schedule gets fuckety for the Cursed Caribou Cup tomorrow (hopefully Chelski will be ROCKIN' for a certain dog supporter). Four in the 10:00 window, with USA showing Villa against the Robins Hood. One never knows what to
Title Battle Begins In Earnest – Lesser Footy Saturday
You get the contenders 1-2-3 (in increasing order of likelihood to succeed, in Hippo's view), all on USA/NBC. The filthy Redshite play Praise Beesus early (7:30, USA), with the unsettled Ivan Toney hopefully doing humanity in the good. He's in the shop window for the summer, no doubt. Surely he'd prefer the
Most Unusual Superb Owl (2023 Season) Thoughts
Well, was that a classic or a shitshow? Really, it was both. For 3+ quarters of footy, only the kickers really did anything. Nothing really happened with either offense. Then...everything happened. Except we were 1 second on the play clock away from entering Q6. Two turnovers each way, but only the Chefs