I'll have to agree with Stucky regarding the heart thumping last nights game produced. I sat on the edge of my seat for the post game interviews till I realized it was about 1:30 in the morning and I was going to have to be up for work in less time than it requires for me to be a functional member of society. I was looking like Droopy the cartoon dog till the coffee took over. I think I am going to start a petition stating that if the Heat and Spurs are considering having another game like last nights then they need to move it to Friday to avoid any further production lapses in the work place the following mornings. Its the least they could do.
And Big Shot Bob won 7 rings in his 16 season career. Thats a ring almost 44% of the time. Not too shabby. According to my exclusive interweb sources he is the only person to have won that many rings in a career as a player that wasnt a 1960's Celtic. And my interweb sources told me those guys werent too bad either.
Jay, I heard your thoughts on the USA-Panama soccer game yesterday on SportTalk. Luckily we won and we wont have to fold up the program as you suggested if we had lost to a country the size of south Jersey. And despite the 2-0 victory, they also said we cant have the canal back either. Selfish Panamanians. However, what I found interesting in the game was the vocal support of "Uncle Sam's Army", as the loyal US Hooligans like to call themselves. I don't think I have ever heard such sustained cheering for any sporting event in the States ever, and this was a measly qualifier. The whole stands sang "When the saints go marching in" for like 10 minutes in the second half, which I found strange, but it sounded cool. And if any of the people that got upset over our boy CeeLo's tirade, they would not have liked the return chorus to one chant that could be clearly heard for the dozen times they screamed it. "USA ain't nothin to F with". Obscenities being shared by 20,000 people in unison is a special thing.
A top 15...this is hard cause are you wanting lead guys or can they be in a supporting role? Some of the cameos are the best parts of movies. Maybe Chris Farley. Definitely Mel Brooks. The Jason Segel, Paul Rudd, Judd Apatow group have put out some pretty funny stuff. Mike Myers. All the older SNL folk were turning out movies back in the day. And I love Hot Rod, if you haven't seen it, you should check it out, so Andy Samberg. His Lonely Island work should get him in the musical comedy category too.
Good stuff today. Your embarrassing tail whipping reference took me back to when I was a 9 year old world class punk and my brother sat on my chest, arms pinned under his knees, and ignored my pleas as he let a sloooowwww long dripping loogie cascade down onto my face. I don't think the Heat took that kind of punishment last night, but it was close. That reminds me, I need to kill my brother.
I couldn't figure out in the Tigers Woods analogy if I had more college buddies that were that guy or if I was that guy to more college buddies. Exhibit A is a prime example of Lady Todd with a few of the boys.
And its not as if Kobe's mom was selling a pair of bronzed basketball shoes from Baby Kobe's first game, it was two of his championship rings that he gave to them as a gift, if I read correctly. Not exactly something you can replace.
I understand the MJ push off being on the big stage and it being his final noteworthy shot(he never played for the Wizards), but I say his more iconic image is the Cleveland shot where he drains it over the dude, opponent collapses, and he jumps in the air about 8 feet doing crazy fist pumps. Something about his most iconic shot being the one where he is cheating doesnt sit too well with me.
Did you hear tequila has struck again, Jay? Poor CeeLo was having a good time Saturday night and that vile liquid made him say all those bad words and now he's not allowed to come back to Riverbend ever again. Nasty stuff. You could have warned him.
9er, variety is the spice of life they say. The closet thing to mahogany in my study comes in the form of a crayon in my 64 count variety pack. While I've never seen real live bocce ball, I have played it with the Playstation Move. Its an excellent compliment to a cocktail. I'd say the setting for your experience slightly outmatched my living room. Perhaps I could get Lady Todd to accompany me to the Head of the Hooch Regatta if I enticed her with promises of big hats. Where do these frog jumping contests you speak of take place? This intrigues me.
9er, I bet your apartment smells of rich mahogany and your walls are lined with many leather bound books. If I were to attend those events you listed, would I be forced to hold my pinky out on my PBR? Enter belch.
I think my dad would have given me a tennis racket necklace before I was able to grab my bags to leave the court. Luckily the New Hampshire Girl's Tennis Runner up will only have the rest of her life to relive that boneheaded decision. I remember the shots I missed or balls I lost in the final we lost just as vividly as the trophy ceremonies for the ones we won. She is going to regret that one.
And what on Earth were the heckles they could have been offering that would have hurt bad enough to make you walk off. "Hey, youre gonna double fault, ya M@sshole!"
And if you want to hear about some legitimate heckling and inapproriate sports behavior, read ESPN's article about the soccer hazing going on in Italy. Out of control.
UTC should probably focus on the sports they already have and are mediocre in before they add any more, which is most of them. I cant see myself choosing UTC over the Lookouts when it comes to baseball. That choice may weigh heavily on the fact that I can enjoy copious amounts of cervezas at AT&T field and would not be given such priviledges inside any Mocs stadium.
Bottle rocket wars. My brother shot me one time Forest Gump style, directly in the buttocks, felt like something jumped up and bit me. Is it sheer luck or superior aim when your brother shoots a bottle rocket up your shorts and it leaves a blackened crater on your rump?
Why it ever seemed like a good idea to ride around shooting fireworks out of your car, I'll never know, but... had a friend riding in my back seat one time and unbeknownst to myself, he lit a bottle rocket and set the fuse over the lip of the window with the fuse on the outside of the car.... it burned til it dropped back into our vehicle and there were several tense moments as we rolled down Kingston Pike in Knoxville with a small explosive careening around the interior. Brilliance disguises it's self in many ways, this was not one of them...
5-at-10: NBA Game 6 smorgasbord (pass the yeast rolls)
I'll have to agree with Stucky regarding the heart thumping last nights game produced. I sat on the edge of my seat for the post game interviews till I realized it was about 1:30 in the morning and I was going to have to be up for work in less time than it requires for me to be a functional member of society. I was looking like Droopy the cartoon dog till the coffee took over. I think I am going to start a petition stating that if the Heat and Spurs are considering having another game like last nights then they need to move it to Friday to avoid any further production lapses in the work place the following mornings. Its the least they could do.
And Big Shot Bob won 7 rings in his 16 season career. Thats a ring almost 44% of the time. Not too shabby. According to my exclusive interweb sources he is the only person to have won that many rings in a career as a player that wasnt a 1960's Celtic. And my interweb sources told me those guys werent too bad either.
5-at-10: LeBron's stinker, Saban's speaker, Open open contest and comedy stars draft board
Jay, I heard your thoughts on the USA-Panama soccer game yesterday on SportTalk. Luckily we won and we wont have to fold up the program as you suggested if we had lost to a country the size of south Jersey. And despite the 2-0 victory, they also said we cant have the canal back either. Selfish Panamanians. However, what I found interesting in the game was the vocal support of "Uncle Sam's Army", as the loyal US Hooligans like to call themselves. I don't think I have ever heard such sustained cheering for any sporting event in the States ever, and this was a measly qualifier. The whole stands sang "When the saints go marching in" for like 10 minutes in the second half, which I found strange, but it sounded cool. And if any of the people that got upset over our boy CeeLo's tirade, they would not have liked the return chorus to one chant that could be clearly heard for the dozen times they screamed it. "USA ain't nothin to F with". Obscenities being shared by 20,000 people in unison is a special thing.
5-at-10: LeBron's stinker, Saban's speaker, Open open contest and comedy stars draft board
A top 15...this is hard cause are you wanting lead guys or can they be in a supporting role? Some of the cameos are the best parts of movies. Maybe Chris Farley. Definitely Mel Brooks. The Jason Segel, Paul Rudd, Judd Apatow group have put out some pretty funny stuff. Mike Myers. All the older SNL folk were turning out movies back in the day. And I love Hot Rod, if you haven't seen it, you should check it out, so Andy Samberg. His Lonely Island work should get him in the musical comedy category too.
Good stuff today. Your embarrassing tail whipping reference took me back to when I was a 9 year old world class punk and my brother sat on my chest, arms pinned under his knees, and ignored my pleas as he let a sloooowwww long dripping loogie cascade down onto my face. I don't think the Heat took that kind of punishment last night, but it was close. That reminds me, I need to kill my brother.
I couldn't figure out in the Tigers Woods analogy if I had more college buddies that were that guy or if I was that guy to more college buddies. Exhibit A is a prime example of Lady Todd with a few of the boys.
5-at-10: With Braves, basketball, bravery and absolutely no third-string quarterbacks
And its not as if Kobe's mom was selling a pair of bronzed basketball shoes from Baby Kobe's first game, it was two of his championship rings that he gave to them as a gift, if I read correctly. Not exactly something you can replace.
5-at-10: With Braves, basketball, bravery and absolutely no third-string quarterbacks
Uhh...nobody is going to say it? Ok, Tiger, Tiger.
Sarcasm. Check. No Gutter. Check.
Nautical Tip of the Day: Its not the size of the ship but the motion of the ocean, but its hard to sail around the world with a dingy.
Gutter. Uncheck.
5-at-10: The Heatles, Habla English, offering eight-graders and guard your trees — Updyke is free today
I understand the MJ push off being on the big stage and it being his final noteworthy shot(he never played for the Wizards), but I say his more iconic image is the Cleveland shot where he drains it over the dude, opponent collapses, and he jumps in the air about 8 feet doing crazy fist pumps. Something about his most iconic shot being the one where he is cheating doesnt sit too well with me.
Did you hear tequila has struck again, Jay? Poor CeeLo was having a good time Saturday night and that vile liquid made him say all those bad words and now he's not allowed to come back to Riverbend ever again. Nasty stuff. You could have warned him.
5-at-10: Mailbag on our Bama love, sports best bargains, 5-at-10 history and international bucket list
9er, variety is the spice of life they say. The closet thing to mahogany in my study comes in the form of a crayon in my 64 count variety pack. While I've never seen real live bocce ball, I have played it with the Playstation Move. Its an excellent compliment to a cocktail. I'd say the setting for your experience slightly outmatched my living room. Perhaps I could get Lady Todd to accompany me to the Head of the Hooch Regatta if I enticed her with promises of big hats. Where do these frog jumping contests you speak of take place? This intrigues me.
5-at-10: Mailbag on our Bama love, sports best bargains, 5-at-10 history and international bucket list
9er, I bet your apartment smells of rich mahogany and your walls are lined with many leather bound books. If I were to attend those events you listed, would I be forced to hold my pinky out on my PBR? Enter belch.
5-at-10: NBA Finals predictions, Braves' budding ace and summer viewing ideas
I think my dad would have given me a tennis racket necklace before I was able to grab my bags to leave the court. Luckily the New Hampshire Girl's Tennis Runner up will only have the rest of her life to relive that boneheaded decision. I remember the shots I missed or balls I lost in the final we lost just as vividly as the trophy ceremonies for the ones we won. She is going to regret that one.
And what on Earth were the heckles they could have been offering that would have hurt bad enough to make you walk off. "Hey, youre gonna double fault, ya M@sshole!"
And if you want to hear about some legitimate heckling and inapproriate sports behavior, read ESPN's article about the soccer hazing going on in Italy. Out of control.
UTC should probably focus on the sports they already have and are mediocre in before they add any more, which is most of them. I cant see myself choosing UTC over the Lookouts when it comes to baseball. That choice may weigh heavily on the fact that I can enjoy copious amounts of cervezas at AT&T field and would not be given such priviledges inside any Mocs stadium.
5-at-10: Urkel's revenge, Braves' roll and the loose lips mean pink slips Rushmore
Bottle rocket wars. My brother shot me one time Forest Gump style, directly in the buttocks, felt like something jumped up and bit me. Is it sheer luck or superior aim when your brother shoots a bottle rocket up your shorts and it leaves a blackened crater on your rump?
Why it ever seemed like a good idea to ride around shooting fireworks out of your car, I'll never know, but... had a friend riding in my back seat one time and unbeknownst to myself, he lit a bottle rocket and set the fuse over the lip of the window with the fuse on the outside of the car.... it burned til it dropped back into our vehicle and there were several tense moments as we rolled down Kingston Pike in Knoxville with a small explosive careening around the interior. Brilliance disguises it's self in many ways, this was not one of them...