A-Rod is stupid and A-Rodg is stupider. We need some new nicknames for Aaron Rodgers.
Given that the man’s a wrestling fan, let’s just rob and steal for him, shall we?
Other possibilities;
Add yours in the comments.
Besides the obvious.
I watched “Big Fan” when I got home, and this is definitely a movie that I’d recommend to anyone who a) enjoys sports b) understands rabid sports fandom and c) listens to sports radio. It’s streaming on NetFlix and it’s only about 1.5 hours. It’s got Patton Oswalt and Michael Rapaport. Why aren’t you leaving the blog and going to NetFlix to add this to your queue?
Anyway, I’m not going to give a full blown summary here, but Patton Oswalt plays a rabid New York Giants fan who’s favorite player is the team’s star linebacker. He spends all day listening to the local sports radio station and is an avid caller to the late night show. He gets his ass kicked by the team’s favorite player and spends the rest of the movie wrestling between whether he should press charges and hurt the Giants by suspending their best player, or if he, in the most literal sense, “take one for the team” and say nothing.
It’s a good movie and I highly recommend it. If I’m way behind the times here, and everyone has already seen it, then I’m late the party and I want to talk about this and the final season of Lost.
Oh, and the Super Bowl was last night. The game was, I thought, great. I couldn’t really tell what was going on because everyone around felt it was a social hour rather than a football game watching party. That’s not Carl B’s fault, I thought his house and setup was actually pretty ideal for the party and I had fun and enjoyed myself. I can tell you all about being pregnant, fashionable work pants and how awesome one of our friends is because he can totally tell the difference between Grey Goose and Ketel One and you’re totally a fag if you can’t do that…brah. I can’t tell you of any masterful Joe Buck bon mots or Troy Aikman concussion moments. I did have a direct view of the tv though, and for that, I thank you, Carl.
Where we live today…sports.
The weather this past week and weekend in Dallas was perfect. Low’s in the 40’s/50’s and High’s in the 60’s and even 70’s. I wore shorts most of Saturday, and it’s still January. Last weekend would’ve been the perfect week and weekend to have the Super Bowl. All the north east coast people would rave about Dallas in the winter, and it would be no time flat before the Death Star had another Super Bowl on its hands.
But…that was last week.
Allow me to share the weather report for this week:
Monday: 35/59 – cloudy
Tuesday: 13/33 – Wintry Mix Wind chill down to 0
Wednesday 16/22 – Wind chill down to –0
Thursday 21/34 – Partly Cloudy
Friday – 28/38 – Snow
Saturday – 38/55 – Sunny
Sunday – 38/61 – Cloudy
See that? When everyone is in town, ESPN had the gall to setup an OUTDOOR SET, the weather turns nasty and shitty. The weekend, gameday and after the game? Back into the 60’s. So, what’s that really mean? I think it’s fairly obvious.
God hates Jerry Jones.
First, he fires Jimmy and surrounds himself with Yes-men. He continues to bring in shitty people and shitty talent, all while living under expectations set forth 20 years ago by Jimmy’s team. He builds a new palace, but does so without properly pleasing the football gods – i.e. sacrificing a Manning child (How do you think Lucas Oil stadium went with the Indy super bowl win, and NJ agreeing to build a new Meadowlands after the Giants win? Sacrifice a Manning child, and you win a Super Bowl…mark it.)
If you see frogs in the sky and a red tinge to White Rock Lake, expect Stephen Jones to go into hiding.
