Housekeeping. You want me to jerk you off?
I’m glad that the Cavs are going through these tough times now. Remember last season that this same skid occurred around the 50 game mark. They slid and then picked it up for the last 8 games or so of the season. Well, this season they fired out of the gates and now have dropped 6 of 7 going into tonight’s showdown with the Nuggets (I refuse to call it LeBron vs. Melo because I don’t think that Melo is close to being on the same level as LeBron). So if you figure this skid will last for another 7 or 8 games and then they’ll get hot again and then hopefully play consistently through the rest of the season. This is no time to worry.
There’s a Victoria Secrets commercial that’s airing for the holiday season. It’s not the one with the array of lovelies telling you how much they want it. It’s the one with a model dressed in a pink Santa costume and waving around a gift card. It came on last night and I asked my wife how that would go over if I got her a gift card. I got the “don’t even think about it” look. Which leads me to the thought of how many men will get in trouble this holiday season because of that commercial? Obviously not all gift cards are bad; one for a spa is fine (I’m told). But in this case, gift card equals bad idea.
I stumbled upon a great article today. It chronicled NCAA All-Americans who have become NBA busts from 1996-2004. It was pretty interesting. Its good to see that Steve Logan is still filling it up somewhere, even if it is in Turkey. Sam Clancy’s on that list too. They were on the same high school team in Cleveland (St. Ed’s) that won the State Division I title in 1998. There was another guy who went to Northwestern but had some problems and wasn’t heard from. They’re other two starters went DII on full rides. Not to mention that Jawad Williams was frosh on that team.
Are the Hawks the dumbest team in the NBA for not taking Chris Paul with the #2 pick? The New Orleans/OK City/Butt-Fuck Egypt Hornets are playing pretty well. They’re still a couple of years away but if they add the right pieces (which is never a sure thing with that excuse for an organization) they’ll be in good shape.
It’s been raining/icing here all day. Actually since about 5am. So obviously everything in town is pretty much shut down because this is the south and no one knows how to drive in winter weather. Good times. Last week local schools let out early Wednesday and had a 2 hour delay Thursday because of the threat of ice. Nothing like over reacting, but I’d love it if I were in school.
I have no idea what I’m doing here today. I was the only one here until about 12:30. And even since then I’ve done nothing but surf the web.
I’m pretty excited about the NFL on Saturday. I’m already making plans to get drunk. I’ve actually found someone to hang out with that knows sports and drinks.
Speaking of people that know sports. I ran into a whole lot of people who don’t on Monday. I went to the Danville Sports Hall of Fame induction to see Herman Moore. The table I sat at was full of bumbling good ole boys who were idiots. I almost took a swing at the idiot beside me who just kept rambling on like a dumbass. My favorite part of the night (and this should give you an idea of what kind of people live around here) was when the question came up at the table on who was Herman’s QB in Detroit. Now they named his QB in high school and at UVA, but none of these idiots could name Rodney Peete, Scott Mitchell, or Charlie Batch. I was sitting with my drinking buddy and we gave each other the “I’m going to kill these people look.” When I mentioned the names I don’t think that most of them believed me. I closed my eyes and imagined slicing my wrist with my butter knife.
Outside of the drinking and partying, I’d have to say the intelligent sports conversation is one of the things I miss most about Florida. The people I worked with knew their shit for the most part. With the exception of an irrational Yankees fan our discussions were usually pretty in depth (I’m not including Tyler in this group b/c Carlos Beltran is an impact player).
There’s a Victoria Secrets commercial that’s airing for the holiday season. It’s not the one with the array of lovelies telling you how much they want it. It’s the one with a model dressed in a pink Santa costume and waving around a gift card. It came on last night and I asked my wife how that would go over if I got her a gift card. I got the “don’t even think about it” look. Which leads me to the thought of how many men will get in trouble this holiday season because of that commercial? Obviously not all gift cards are bad; one for a spa is fine (I’m told). But in this case, gift card equals bad idea.
I stumbled upon a great article today. It chronicled NCAA All-Americans who have become NBA busts from 1996-2004. It was pretty interesting. Its good to see that Steve Logan is still filling it up somewhere, even if it is in Turkey. Sam Clancy’s on that list too. They were on the same high school team in Cleveland (St. Ed’s) that won the State Division I title in 1998. There was another guy who went to Northwestern but had some problems and wasn’t heard from. They’re other two starters went DII on full rides. Not to mention that Jawad Williams was frosh on that team.
Are the Hawks the dumbest team in the NBA for not taking Chris Paul with the #2 pick? The New Orleans/OK City/Butt-Fuck Egypt Hornets are playing pretty well. They’re still a couple of years away but if they add the right pieces (which is never a sure thing with that excuse for an organization) they’ll be in good shape.
It’s been raining/icing here all day. Actually since about 5am. So obviously everything in town is pretty much shut down because this is the south and no one knows how to drive in winter weather. Good times. Last week local schools let out early Wednesday and had a 2 hour delay Thursday because of the threat of ice. Nothing like over reacting, but I’d love it if I were in school.
I have no idea what I’m doing here today. I was the only one here until about 12:30. And even since then I’ve done nothing but surf the web.
I’m pretty excited about the NFL on Saturday. I’m already making plans to get drunk. I’ve actually found someone to hang out with that knows sports and drinks.
Speaking of people that know sports. I ran into a whole lot of people who don’t on Monday. I went to the Danville Sports Hall of Fame induction to see Herman Moore. The table I sat at was full of bumbling good ole boys who were idiots. I almost took a swing at the idiot beside me who just kept rambling on like a dumbass. My favorite part of the night (and this should give you an idea of what kind of people live around here) was when the question came up at the table on who was Herman’s QB in Detroit. Now they named his QB in high school and at UVA, but none of these idiots could name Rodney Peete, Scott Mitchell, or Charlie Batch. I was sitting with my drinking buddy and we gave each other the “I’m going to kill these people look.” When I mentioned the names I don’t think that most of them believed me. I closed my eyes and imagined slicing my wrist with my butter knife.
Outside of the drinking and partying, I’d have to say the intelligent sports conversation is one of the things I miss most about Florida. The people I worked with knew their shit for the most part. With the exception of an irrational Yankees fan our discussions were usually pretty in depth (I’m not including Tyler in this group b/c Carlos Beltran is an impact player).
posted by CFunk28 at 1:40 PM
2 Comments:
You should try having intelligent sports conversations where I work now. There are five or six ladies well over the age of 40, two twenty-something girls that probably don't know how to spell baseball, and then my editor, who does know his stuff, but is usually out taking pictures.
Someone shoot me in the face.
I don't even try and talk sports with the people here at the YMCA. It's either that or eventually I'll beat somebody to death with a dumbbell b/c I cannot take there complete and utter lack of knowledge regarding anything remotely related to sports.
John,
I'll shoot you in the face, if you shoot me at the same time...deal?
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