Monday, December 21, 2009

Eagles / 49ers recap

The game went a little something like this


Sunday, December 6, 2009

FUCK YOU SHAUN SUISHAM

FUCKINGFUCKERFUCKFACE.

Go Skins

It would be fan-fucking-tastic if the Skins could pull out a win here. Currently up 17-10 and the offense is clicking.

Even if we don't end up winning, I think the young receivers have made some strides in the last few games. Fred Davis is a goddamn manimal. He looks great after the catch and he seems to have figured out how to catch the ball. Might be time to deal Cooley for some draft picks.

Devin Thomas is also looking better. Of course, when you're a horrific bust, you've got nowhere to go but up.

**12:17 PDT UPDATE**

DEVIN THOMAS IS A FUTURE HALL OF FAMER. And the Skins might just win this fucking game. Holy. Fucking. Shit.

**12:40 UPDATE**

The Skins are driving me to drink. Up by 10, 13 minutes left. Only I spent all day yesterday drinking liquor and beer. So I decided to have a glass of Chateau St. Michelle's chardonnay. Oh yeah.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Week, Uh, Thirteen?

"Never trust a big butt and a smile."

"Freakin' brothers every way like M.J."

"Shorty wanna see the ice, so I ice the wrist."

Those are lyrics from the first three songs I heard this morning on Movin' 92.5. Goddamn that radio station is fantastic. Pretty much an ideal way to start the day. Can you name all three songs?

This post is going to be extremely short, as today is the day when Irish and American cultures collide in the annual 12 Pubs of Christmas. 12 Pubs is like a pub crawl, only without all the organization and douchiness. We just go to 12 different pubs and have one drink at each pub. At least until Pub 10, when we all realize that we're remarkably sober for drinking all day and why don't we just take a shot? We'll make sure to toast all our peoples on the other coast and all the way across the pond. Slainte, fuckers.

Birds (-5) v. Falcons
Manny's Pale Ale.

Bucs (+5) v. Panthers
Moose Drool Brown Ale.

Lambs (+9) v. Chicago
Fuck Henieken. PABST BLUE RIBBON.

Det (+13) v. Cinci
Guinness.

Tenn (+8) v. Indy
Elysian Perseus Porter.

Jax (pick) v. Houston
Pike Place Kilt Lifter.

KC (+5) v. Broncos
Anchor Steam.

Oak (+14.5) v. Pitt
Yuengling Lager.

N'awlins (-9.5) v. Skins
Rainier (Vitamin R).

New England (-4.5) v. Miami
Magic Hat No. 9.

SD (-13) v. Browns
Big Time's Trombipulator.

Dallas (-2) v. NYG
Mac & Jack Amber.

Frisco (-1) v. Seacocks
Pyramid's Curve Ball.

Minny (-3.5) v. Cards
Herkimer's Dortmunder

Baltimore (+3) v. Packers
Hale's Cream Ale.


Thursday, December 3, 2009

Welcome Back Bubba Chuck

We missed you.



Tursday Night Footbarr Prease

Buggalo (+3) v. J-E-T-S JETSJETSJETS
Really? It's almost like the NFL Network is trying to schedule shitty games so we all have to find something else to do. God knows my Tursdays have been lonely since Friends went off the air. I MISS YOU SO MUCH, ROSS! WE ARE TWO PEAS IN A POD!

I am no longer counting how much I'm up or down. I'm just going to assume I finish the year up.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

What have we learned - Week 12

Herrrro there

Another week, but holy shit a lot of hit the fan this week. First, the Tiger thing. I had that thing called from day one. There is no good reason to be hauling ass down your driveway at 2 in the morning, especially the day after the Enquirer has a whole story on your road beef. Now it looks like Tiger has a little thing for hoe's in nightclubs. Jenks put the over under at skanks that come forward at 4. I am taking the over in a BIG way. I'd guess that there is gonna be 6.

Next up, AI is back in Philly. In fact, he's probably going to move into his old house. Good to have you back bubba chuck.

Onto the games... there was really only one that was any good this week. Monday night the Saints laid the smackDOWN on the Pats. I gotta say that I enjoyed every minute of it.

We learned that Brees deserves to be mentioned with Brady and Manning now, and the Pats secondary looked like garbage.

We learned that the Eagles don't know how to beat down an inferior team (cough cough Skins). I damn near drove my car off the road when they started the game with a fuckin onsides kick. If they lost that game, I would definitely be mailing Andy Reid a turd sandwich. And the score that the Skins ended up with after STARTING ON THE 20, ended up being the difference with the Birds NOT COVERING. Which means I lost my ONLY bet this year. And now I gotta pay for Jenk's next bar tab. FML. That kid has a iron liver and a little self control. I know that summabitch is gonna abuse this one. I am sending a bill to Andy Reid, blaming that fat walrus.

Fuck, I was in a good mood until I wrote that last paragraph