Thursday, April 17, 2008

Out-of-nowhere Old Journeyman Cincy Sports Heroes = Shit of the Universe: A Text Message Exposition

TURN OFF YOUR GODDAMN CELLPHONES

[elderly journeyman catcher Paul Bako legs out a triple in the Reds 9-2 victory over the stupid Cubs]

Wily Mo Adams: Paul Bako is the new Joe Randa*

Gweedoh: More like the new DeDe Dorsey**

WMA: DeDe Dorsey is the new D. T. Cromer***

G-doh: D. T. Cromer is actually the old new Damon Berryhill****

WMA: Damon Berryhill is the old new revised Satellite Dish That Killed Bo Diaz*****

G-doh: The Satellite Dish was the limited edition of Thurman Munson's poor plane landing skills******

WMA: Said skills were the remake of the Reichstag fire*******

G-doh: Which was basically a reggae cover of St. Augustine's "Confessions"********

WMA: Which, all told, are merely a composite reflection of "Last of Seven," by famed tenor Pat Monahan*********

G-doh: Okay, I can't beat that

WMA: Yeah. We did good here.



YOU MISSED A CALL FROM YOUR MOM



*Out-of-nowhere old journeyman Cincy sports hero nice white guy who no one ever really expected to do well but actually started/is starting out pretty well (Opening Day walk-off 2005 WHAT)

**Out-of-nowhere Cincy sports hero nice guy. Bengals 3rd stringer, rushed 8.7 ypa in 2007 and blocked a kick that he returned for a touchdown because he's awesome like that

***Obscure out-of-nowhere briefly heroic Cincy sports athlete. Mostly an AAAA player, but made an obvious lasting impression with WMA when he hit 5 homeruns in 57 ABs for the Reds in 2001 (Cromer, not WMA)

****Obscure out-of-nowhere super briefly heroic Cincy sports athlete (Damon Berryhill sucked but on July 4th, 1995 hit a pinch-hit 3-run homer to lift the Reds over the Giants)

*****Shitty thing that happened in Cincy sports history. There was Damon Berryhill. Before that there was Bo Diaz getting crushed by a pre-90's satellite dish.

******Shitty thing that happened to a baseball player. Going to hell for this one.

*******Shitty thing that happened to the world. Kind of got the ball rolling for Hitler.

********This doesn't even make any sense.

*********Oppressively shitty thing that happened to all dimensions of the universe.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Two World Collide in a Yellow Wood and I Had and Ate Cake Simultaneously

FJM finally exposed their identities today. Turns out that Ken Tremendous is both a primary writer for my favorite sports/humor blog and is also a primary writer/producer for one of my favorite network comedies, The Office, AND is the son-in-law of the host of my least favorite morning talk show. Coincidence? NO, CONSPIRACY, say I.

K.T. is cousin Mose?

Monday, January 28, 2008

It's Increasingly Like Watching a Train Wreck

That's the excuse I just gave Chad Bahamas as to why I keep reading SI.com. Here's the part where the caboose breaks off and does 9 full rotations as it rolls down the rock slope before bursting into flame, killing all on board and 4 baby bunnies that (used to) live in a den by the tracks:

I think my advice is short and sweet for Jerry Jones, who, according to Chris
Mortensen of ESPN, is pondering trading up to get the first pick in the draft so
he can take Arkansas running back Darren McFadden.

Don't even consider making such a foolish trade. That's right. It's foolish. Never, ever, ever, ever pay a ransom for a running back. They're too plentiful and too easy to find down the line, and too easy to make a mistake picking.


Okay, fine. Good advice- even if you act like you're the first person in the world to figure it out. Let's jump forward all the way to one single sentence later:

And to think of including restricted free-agent Marion Barber III in the deal
... lunacy. Pure and simple. Barber's a top-10 NFL running back right now (the
only reason he might not be in the top five is he hasn't proven he can carry it
20 times a game every week; he's had 339 carries over the past two years). Under
no circumstances should he be dealt.

Let me paraphrase:

"Top running backs are incredibly unbelievably replaceable; Top running backs are incredibly unbelievably irreplaceable."

Peter King, you are just awful at what you do.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

I Hate You So Much, Peter King

Peter makes assumptions. And you know what they say: if you assume, you're a complete shithead. From MMQB:

We can roll our eyes at the control Belichick and Coughlin exert over their teams, and we can seem sure that without independent thinkers like Tiki Barber and Jeremy Shockey and Drew Bledsoe around either team's locker room that it's going to be easier to stay singularly focused. Maybe. But I do know this: The Patriots have bought into Belichick and the Giants, now, have bought into the Coughlin way.

I gotta think that writing about football for a living probably tends to get old. And more often it probably tends to make you want to drastically over-analyze the game- to assign way more importance and insight to the game for the sake of feeling like your energies are for something of greater worth.

This is completely fair; as an increasingly avid football fan, I'm like this too. I want to know why some teams lose and some teams win. I want to know why the Patriots are so good at winning. I want to know how the Giants, who are clearly not as good as the Patriots, have nonetheless also reached the Superbowl. I want to know that one key reason why these two teams have made it over all the other 30 teams. But I also realize that there's not just one reason- it's a bizarre combination of player talent (esp. at the QB position), psychology, health, quite a huge element of luck, and, mostly, turnovers (which are a function of everything else)- and even if there were just one reason, it would ruin the fun of being a fan to find that out. Thus, I stay away from stupid/weird/overly generalized/brash/panacean assumptions about success/failure in the NFL.

But Peter is a professional, so it's fine for him to declare stupid shit like that.

Thanks to Peter, we now know that the Patriots and Giants won because:

a) lack of individual thinkers (which is really creepy if true...1984 anyone?)
b) the players "bought into" their respective head coaches' philosophies

This explains EVERYTHING. Why didn't the Giants win last year? I know this: Tiki Barber was busy individually thinking about all sorts of crap.

Why didn't Coughlin reached a Superbowl in any of the, like, 9 years he coached the Jags? Simple- his players weren't buying his bullshit. Also, unlike the rest of the team, Fred Taylor wears briefs. I would stake the life of my daughter Mary Beth who goes to Colgate University on this.

What does it mean to buy into your head coach, anyways? I guess something like this:
These guys aren't just saying they're not thinking about 19-0 yet; they've totally bought into Bill Belichick's consistent rant that the only way to be perfect is to live in the moment, selflessly. "Win today, today,'' Seau told me. "Tomorrow, we win tomorrow. And leave me-you-I in the locker room on game day.''
Are you fucking kidding me? That's Belichick's big secret? Fuck, Peter, that's the most universally touted NFL head coach bullshit in the entire game. That's like the only thing that Marvin Lewis ever says at press conferences and the Bengals went 7-9 this year. Don't look ahead to the next game. Concentrate on today. Keep the past in the past. Donkey punch next week's game while doing today's game from behind. This isn't journalism, Turd; this is tiresome rehashing of common cliches that are supposed to but don't actually mean more just because they're now coming from the member of a team that is 18-0.

More:
3. I think, in the end, there was a faction in Baltimore that wanted John Harbaugh to be the coach, and a smaller faction that wanted Marty Schottenheimer. I don't think that. I know that. [emphasis his]
I don't really have anything to say about this. I just hate it so much when he does the whole My vast stores of knowledge easily trump the presentation of factual evidence that might support the crazy things that I know Tuesday Edition thing.

Here's where it gets f'ed up, though:
g. Brett, Brett, Brett. Take it easy. No reason to throw the pick to McQuarters. None.
Oh. My. God. Peter King is - actually and truthfully - lecturing one of the greatest quarterbacks in the history of the NFL after one of the greatest seasons of his career...on quarterbacking.

What. Inside. The fuck. AND, go figure, IT'S NOT EVEN HELPFUL ADVICE!!!!!!!!!! "Take it easy"???? No, Peter, YOU take it easy! "No reason to throw the pick to McQuarter." REALLY??? THANK YOU, PETER, BECAUSE I AM QUITE SURE THAT BRETT FAVRE ACTUALLY INTENTIONALLY THREW THE PICK ASSUMING THAT THE BIG HITTERS ON HIS OFFENSE WOULD IMMEDIATELY FORCE A FUMBLE THAT WOULD LATER LEAD TO A FIRST DOWN AND THEN TO A GREEN BAY TOUCHDOWN. IT WAS A GAMBLE BUT IT COULD HAVE PAID OFF HUGELY.

...

...

Sigh.

And, finally, just to be a dick:

f. Do the Devils ever play a game NOT decided by one goal?
Yes, last Wednesday (Jan 16) they lost 3-1. Fuck you.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Reds Interested in Josh Fogg: A Text Message Ejacudorkathon

~OPEN ON THE WINDSWEPT MOORS OF 19th CENTURY YORKSHIRE~


Gweedoh: Reds are interested in Josh Fogg. Fuck.

Wily Mo Adams: More like Josh SMOG

Gweedoh: Oh no you di'nt!!!!

Wily Mo Adams: Josh UNPLEASANT WEATHER DEVELOPMENT I AM HAHAHA

Gweedoh: You might say Krivsky is afogg of himself!!!!

Wily Mo Adams: It is my hope that he is merely...joshing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gweedoh: I'd much prefer it if it was Livan La Vida Hernandez!~~!:::@@--!

Wily Mo Adams: We shall sign Josh HanDEAD

Gweedoh: Oh no inappropriate!..... or Darryl KILLed!!!

Catherine Earnshaw: My love for him resembles the great rocks beneath...

Heathcliff: Catherine, my love!

Cathy E.: No one should terrorize their neighborhood!


~ALL BECOMES DEATH~