/gets called into DFO backroom/dungeon
Mysterious Hooded Figure holding a beer: Dude, WTF?
Mysterious Hooded Figure holding a blunt: What day is it today, asshole?
Balls: Uh, Friday?
MHFH a beer: Seriously?
MHFH a blunt: FFS, it's Monday!! As in MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL!?!?
Balls: You guys know I don't like the NFL, right?
There were games played yesterday and there are observations of players to be made. Here goes:
Case Keenum was presentable. (12 of 18)
AP averaged almost 5.5 ypc. He's old and tired though-I think he was just happy to see the field.
The Giants pass protection worked for large parts of the game.
So my oldest sonny boy has shown an interest in cooking so I got him a few "Hello Fresh" thingies. He said he was going give one a go today and I knew that, because he didn't invite me to join in the process, he wanted to tackle this solo.
Don't get me wrong-I think this will be a low-scoring, hard-fought tilt with plenty of hits and I'm all for it. What else do I be thinking? To know that we must go... TO THE GAME!
At long last more than a few denizens of The City of Brotherly Love will
Are you ready? Last Sunday was oh-so-glorious and I'm not sure how it can be topped but the bowels of my being are telling me it will be. Perhaps that's last night's chili talking, I've no idea. What the heckfire am I waiting for? TO THE GAME!
Some football fans
We have DJ Taj and his New Orleans Saints going up against Yeah Right and his Minnesota Vikings for the right to go to the NFC Championship Game.
Let's go to The Tale Of The Tape!
Cooking skills: Advantage Yeah Right
Writing while on unknown substances: Advantage DJ Taj
QB: Advantage DJ Taj
[can't think of anything to say] Intros are for suckers... TO THE GAME!
Taking a look at this game I was reminded of an old Bart Simpson quote which goes something like, "Smashee, smashee". Yeah, this one is gonna be a battle of physical and mental wills and no matter the
A hale and hearty "Hullo!" to all my fellow pigskin huffers. Boy, did you ever hunker down to the funkiest spot on the net for the football watching. Say, here's a trivia query: "When was the last time the overall #1 seed was a home dog?" No googling! If memory
I'm only human. Well, that's the excuse I use when I screw up. Not really though but I use that to explain why I almost always cheer for that team that comes out of nowhere and against expectations, plays well or has some sort of uphill battle. Yeah, I've cheered
Here's your first of 11 playoff games to enjoy as the 2017/18 season begins the old wind-down. It doesn't seem on the surface to be that sexy a tilt but one team will advance and the other will call it a day so I guess it's got that going for it.
It's the day before Christmas and lives hang in the balance-well, fantasy lives anyway. Best of luck to all you bastages that made it this far and will win some sweet, sweet moolah. The rest of us will hustle and bustle about, searching desperately for some place, any place that sells
So, on November 17th, I was supposed to undergo my second colonoscopy in two months.
Because of a previous bout of kidney failure - involving a viral infection, 40 lost pounds, and organ function bad enough to be considered for a transplant - I have been on a five-year cycle of