Garbage Bag Is Dead

That's four in a row for Randie

By Lenny on December 28, 2009 11:30 AM 0 comments 0 trackbacks

Although he was officially eliminated from Overlord contention this weekend, Randie's rolling, while my teams are limping to the finish line. I went a shameful 0-4, and Randie wins his fourth straight writeup by virtue of Cleveland's win over A Team That Shall Not Be Named. The Saints are finding creative ways to lose now, not only dropping their second straight game, but doing so AT HOME to the lowly, bagbet-bound Tampa Bay Butt Pirates. Yikes.

This is a double-defeat for yours truly as the Cleveland win also clinched a repeat win for Randie in the side bet, even though his Dolphins got donkey punched by Houston. Let's hope Miami's schedule is a bit more exotic next year.

At least I won a championship in fantasy football! I think the trophy is going to be sweeter than the pot.

The Week 15 Blues

By Randie on December 23, 2009 1:36 PM 1 comments 0 trackbacks

A little older. A little fatter. Still as dumb as last year.

They say the blues were born on the Mississippi. We were not on the Mississippi, we were in Nashville on the Cumberland River which, in a six degrees to Kevin Bacon kind of way, is connected to the mighty Mississippi. I'm sure some blues cooties made their way over to the country music capital of the world. It was a bad weekend for yours truly. Well, not the entire weekend, just Sunday. No I didn't end up in prison or get into a fight or anything serious like that. Let me explain:

This was the weekend for the Second Annual Side Bet Payoff. As you may remember, last year I took Lenny over to Kansas City to watch a Raiders vs. Chiefs game. This year I won the bet and decided on seeing the Dolphins vs. the Thumbtacks in Nashville with the AFC wildcard in the balance. We rushed out of Manhattan late Friday afternoon and literally ran through the airport to catch our flight. What we didn't know was that the flight was delayed which was neither indicated on any website nor on any signage in the Continental terminal. No biggie, two large sized full flavored Buds later and we were on our way. We landed in Nashville and deposited our crap in the downtown Marriott, conveniently located in the heart of the action and a mere minutes walk from LP Field. Lenny took a second to plan our crawl for the evening and away we went.

First stop was Beer Sellar, a basement sports bar (notice the clever play on seller vs. cellar) at the tail end of the downtown action. Despite the seemingly endless beers on tap, the $2 PRB pounders were hard to pass up. We met a really friendly guy named Anthony (but he asked us to call him Cincinnati) who was chatting us up for awhile.

He told us about his stints in prison and how he's holding up with his cuz. Lenny and I knew where this was heading when he told us he hadn't paid for a drink all night. Unfortunately for Cinncy we moved on without buying him a drop! I mean come on? You trying to hustle a couple of New Yorkers??? Seriously? The highlight of this drinking establishment was this awesome pics Lenny snapped of some dude passed out while taking a leak.

Pressing on we ended up a pool hall named Buffalo Billiards (again, very clever name) where Lenny housed me at some 8 ball on pretty terrible Olympic sized tables. The only strange thing about this place was that a client of mine recognized the company T-shirt I was wearing. I was getting a little bleary so I just pressed past him in a 'very proud of you' kind of way.

The rest of the night is kind of a blur. We're not sure what happened but we swore we went to one more bar then home. It was an Irish bar and I can't recall the name. Somewhere along the line we took this pic and the rest is real shady thanks to brother Jamie.

Yep, that looks like a proper end of the night pic. The very next day as we were looking for a spot to break our fast, we walked by Legends. Then it clicked! This was the last bar and where that shot (and pic) came from! Well that mystery was solved but there were a couple more that were baffling us. I woke up in the morning and all of the contents of my suitcase were strewn across the hotel room. Not just dumped on the floor but thrown from corner to corner! I must have been looking for something at the bottom. Then I noticed that the night table that sat between our beds was soaking wet and consequently so was everything on it. I did the smell check first but no, no odor so no bathroom breaks there. One of my socks was on the table and it was soaked. We later surmised that the sock must have been the culprit. How it got wet and then to the table will remain unsolved. I spent that morning drying my knicky knacks with a hair dryer.

Saturday was spent acquiring materials and allowing our crafty sides to come out. We loaded up on booze for game day and procured a cheap styro-foam cooler. Of course I had to make another cheesy handle, this time out of a plunger. Check out the sequence! The other business of the day was making our 'I won a bet, I lost a bet' signage. After browsing around the tourist store we decided it would be best to do it on tacky Nashville license plates.

Saturday night we met up with Sarah's friend Susan at Joe's Crab Shack and proceeded to chow down on some buckets full of shellfish. We usually like to do it up for at least one meal on this trip. I had the All Bay Pot, wrought with snow crabs and clams while Lenny went overboard with the Double Lobster Pot.

Fortunately for Susan and me he was unable to complete the task so we helped ourselves to some leftover lobster. After dinner we went back to the Beer Sellar to watch the Cowboys vs. Saints game. I was supposed to root for the Saint's 'cause Lenny's wifey was in NO watching her boys save the '72 Dolphins' perfect record. This was the beginning of my blues. Without going into too much detail, the Saints shit the bed. I had Brees and Thomas going for my playoff fantasy team and I got a whopping 7 points combined. I had a feeling things would be bad. Not bad bad, NFL bad. Just when I was feeling blue, a Christmas miracle happened! An improptu Santacon made their way into the Bar. They were all so jolly and drunk. It made the night so much fun what with all the candy canes and magnum sized trojans they were handing out.

I'm not 100 percent sure what happened after that bar. I think we hit a couple more and got some more eats. Somewhere along the way we met up with the 16th president for a pint! We then wrapped it all up at a really hot establishment called Tootsie's until they kicked us out at 4:00 am.

Wake up Lenny! It's Game Day!

We woke up and rode over to the stadium. It was pretty dead in the parking lot. Lenny asked where we should set up shop. I looked around and said, "How about over there buy those Jack Daniels tents"? This turned out to be one of the best tailgates ever! I can't give away too much because I promised the proprietor his anonymity but we had full stocked bar, a cauldron of jambalaya, sausages, chips, you name it. Not to mention an awesome group of Titans fans. They welcomed us in to their circle with open arms and absolutely loved our silly little side bet story. A big thanks to our hosts and to the friends we made there. Our 50 yard line seats were dope.

The fans around our section were not so. I looked around at the beginning of the game and noticed that we were the only two people with beer. Bad sign. Some guys walking past me knocked my beer over before the game started and of course it got all over the ground below the people in front of us. They were a little miffed. I wasn't overly impressed with the stadium. It looked like a small college venue and maxed out at about 60k with a lot of empty seats. I did like the downtown location, however. So game on and my Fish played like dookie. All game long the Thumbtacks scored at will. Henne's three picks didn't help. It was pretty depressing yet we pressed on. The Fish scored here and there and started to get back into it. We finally tied it up in the 4th which was awesome! In our jubilation we accidentally knocked over Lenny's beer and the people in front of us freaked the fuck out! One extremely agitated douche actually called us assholes! Can you imagine? It's late in the 4th quarter! We're probably going to overtime!

Why would you think we'd intentially knock over our own beer. Have you no appreciating for the value of cervaza at this point in the game especially considering that beer sales ended almost a quarter ago? Jeez. I guess that's the problem with 50 yard lines seat.. lots of yuppies and people who aren't really interested in the game at all. It seemed more like a social engagement to them. The fancy woman in front of us didn't even think our silly little side bet story was cute. She kind of looked at me like I was the dumbest person on the planet. A note to all you Volunteer State yuppies: don't judge a book by it's cover! Just because we spilled beer on the bottom of your shoes doesn't make us douchebags! Ok we are douchebags but not for that reason! The ridiculous part was that at the beginning of overtime these monkeys started piling out of the stadium! HA! So overtime begins, we get the ball, we throw a pick, they drive 10 yards, they kick a field goal, they win, I'm already angry, now I get more angry, I can't wait to get out of the stadium and take it out on our cooler.

The End!

Happy Holidays Baglovers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PS. As a last thought, if you haven't seen this on facebook then check it out. This is a brother's revenge on his siter for getting him grounded for having beer in his room. Im so glad the intarweb wasn't around when i was in high school.

http://www.geekologie.com/2009/12/boy_gets_revenge_on_sister_via.php

Week 14: Baggage???? We don't need no stinking Baggage???

By Randie on December 14, 2009 4:41 PM 0 comments 0 trackbacks

Lenny and I both went 2-2 this weekend but I get the write up on one measly point. I had it last week on points but I Set Sail for Fail and didn't get a write up in. Actually I was out of town on vacation last week and didn't really care about giving you any stinking baggage!!!!!!! My sincerest apologize to all you baglovers out there. I just want to inform you that I will not be speaking about that thing that's clogging the media right now. I was over it on day two. Now that that's out of the way, I will talk about some stinking baggage!!!!

It's pretty much a done deal. I'll be in the sack. Despite some recent improvement, my squads just can't keep up with the Saints. Without them Lenny's got bupkis. I've been doomed since that fateful day in the Toronto Airport. The foreskins have been on the precipice of getting their shit together for a few weeks now but they've been falling short. Sadly, their ship righted at the expense of the Raiders Sunday. Not sadly for me, I don't really give a shit. Sad for you know who, who has been having a bad couple of football weeks. Hopefully our little jaunt down to Nashville this weekend will cure what ails. As payoff for our side bet, Lenny is taking me to watch a Dolphins vs. Titans game down south and I can't wait to be that guy! Well wouldn't Lenny be that guy since he will be wearing a jersey from a non-participant? I can't believe it's already here. It's especially sweet going down there with the playoffs on the line for the almighty Fish. I assure you next week's write up will be wrought with Volunteer shenanigans including the I won a bet, I lost a bet signage and the ever popular home made cooler handle. My liver is so excited that we decided NOT to pregame in Vegas before the trip. I only hope I can raise my arms in victory just like Lenny did last year. Anyway, aside from the Redskins beat down of the Raiders, the Shitstain Browns demonstrated not how far they've come as a franchise this year, because let's face it, they still suck, but rather how awful Pittsburgh has become. They're terrible. I'm so glad I don't have any Shittsburgh fantasy players this season (Red). The Jags continued their jeckll and hyde season dropping a nail-biter to the Dolphins (teehee) but at 7-6 are still in the hunt for a wild card spot. I think the real source of my demise is the Crapalo Bills. They barely got by the hapless Chiefs in a Lenny masturbation game, giving them a whopping five wins on the year. Both the Lions and Rams got blown up sir by the Ravens and Titans respectively. The only other bag action was, of course the Saints eeking out a W over division rival Hotlanta. I reckon I'm still mathematically in it but at seven games back with twelve games to go it's looking grim. However I'm not going all Randy Moss on the season just yet. I'm not scurred of the bag. I just wish we could have had a payoff from last year. I for one was looking forward to face painting for the first time and Lenny, well he owes a ride in the garbage bag of love for 2008.

Week 15 Bag Action: There will be a lot of HATE

Indianapolis @ Jacksonville, Thursday 8:20 pm

Start or sit em? That's the question on everyone's mind this week as the fantasy playoffs begin for most of us. Caldwell says healthy starters will play. Not sure what that means exactly. I don't know why but I have a strange feeling that Jax could pull this one out. They're playing for their playoff lives and are at home which is the only place they can win. MJD's looking a bit run down and Indy's pass defense has been shaky.

Dallas @ New Orleans, Saturday 8:20 pm

Similarly, Dallas has the ability to take it to the Saints this week. Unfortunately they're playing like butt and have a terrible track record in December. If they want the playoffs they need a win here.

New England @ Buffalo, Sunday 1:00 pm

I think Buffalo is going to feel the wrath of Belichick. There's been a lot of league smack about the Patriots shitty play of late (which I haven't minded). Couple that with the fact that both the Fish and Jets are biting at their heels and you got yourself a beat down of the Bills.

Arizona @ Detroit, Sunday 1:00 pm

Zona embarrassed the crap out of themselves Monday night. Here they are on the verge of clinching the division and they barely showed up. Seven turnovers??? Well Detroit is the panacea to all poor performances.

Cleveland @ Kansas City, Sunday 1:00 pm ***BAG MATCHUP

Completely meaningless game. Go Browns! One way or another, the Browns are going to the Super Bowl this weekend.

Houston @ St. Louis, Sunday 1:00 pm

Who's is this Null guy? That might be the worst football name ever.

NY Giants @ Washington, Monday 8:30 pm

The Giants need this more but I'd be scurred of the Foreskins if I were them.

Potential 2010 Bag Roster

NFC East - Washington Redskins
NFC North - Detroit Lions
NFC South - Tampa Bay
NFC West - St. Louis
AFC East - Buffalo Bills
AFC North - Cleveland Browns
AFC South - Tennessee Titans or Houston Texans
AFC West - Kansas City Chiefs

The Raiders better thank their lucky stars that the Chiefs suck so bad. 6 out of the 8 bag teams will be repeats from 2009. Thank baby jesus there aren't any potential Saints in this lineup. Actually wait! I have the first pick so i'd want a Saints!! I'm not sure who the hell I'd pick first from that mess.

In baseball news, MLB announced that the Yankees will open the 2010 season in Fenway on Sunday, April 4 at 8 pm. Too bad it wasn't a home game so they could watch us get our rings! Maybe we'll wait until our first home series against those douche rockets to do the honors. Actually, nope, we have this little thing called class and when you have as many world series championships as we do you don't need to rub opponent's noses in it. I felt fantastic about the first big offseason move made by the Yankees in acquiring Granderson. Everyone loves this guy so I'm excited about his clubhouse presence. The Red Sucks overpaid for a Lackey and if things go as planned, we won't have to face Doc Holiday a million times a year anymore.

Last but certainly not least, both Lenny and I have made the playoffs in one of our Fantasy Leagues. A special congratulation to Lenny for his first playoff appearance ever in that league. We don't face each other in the first round but it would be quite interesting if we met in da Supa Dupa Bowl.

Later Bags!

ps. I thought this article was awesome. What do you do when the douche next door goes all Griswald on his Xmas decorations every year?

Ditto

pss. Our trip to disney was awesome. Sarah had never been (technically she was there as a munchkin but got an ear infection and couldn't partake) so I felt it was my duty to escort her into the wonderful world of Eisner.

YAY Teacups! Whoa too fast!!!!

I finally got my wish and rode on a speeder bike (sorry I didn't have time to photoshop out the stands).

Yes that is two, count em, two flights of tequila we consumed along with some ritas at a Mexican cantina in Epcot.

Week 12: Tryptophandom

By Lenny on December 1, 2009 11:44 AM 0 comments 0 trackbacks

Welcome back from the holiday, baglovers. I hope Thanksgiving found everyone happy and healthy. Thanksgiving is a great holiday for NFL fans, as we traditionally get two games, albeit crappy ones (this year, we were treated to three terrible games - yay!). Yours truly spent the holiday stuffing his face full of turkey and pie while watching his Raiders shit the bed against wifey's Cowboys. Grumble.

Watching your team give up big play after big play is even worse when your dickhead brother-in-law is sitting next to you on the couch rooting for the other team just to be an asshole. There should be some sort of code for when this happens (and it happens way too often) - if you're in a room full of a particular team's fans watching their game, and you don't give a shit either way, you should at best be entitled to a punch in the face for openly (or worse, loudly) rooting against that team and at worst expulsion from the event. Fuck people who do this - it makes you a douche, case closed.

That game spoiled the debut of my new Howie Long jersey too. Goddamn Cowboys.

Other than that Turkey Day debacle, though, it was a pretty damn good weekend for me. The TSA filled me with warm and fuzzy feelings of safety after seeing the sign on the left at the security checkpoint at LaGuardia - I can see how those damn snow globes could be a real and tangible threat! - before my flight into Ft. Lauderdale to spend Thanksgiving Day with the family. Unfortunately, I couldn't stay the weekend (and possibly make the Florida/Florida State football game in Gainesville) because the return flights were so expensive. So, like I usually do, I found a way to turn a positive into a negative - it just so happened that the (then)unranked Gators basketball team was playing #2 Michigan State at the Legends Classic in Atlantic City. Big-time college basketball + gambling + pounders on the 2-hour bus ride from NYC? Sign me up!

The seats didn't disappoint, and neither did the Gators. After a seesaw affair in which no team led by more than 7 points, the underdog Gators came back late in the second half. Erving Walker delivered an NBA-range 3 to take the lead for good with 1:56 to play, and Florida sealed the win from the line, going 22-of-25 for the game. The Michigan State fans (unruly bastards that they were) walked out with their heads hung as we taunted them which chomps, and UF went on to beat Rutgers for the tournament championship the next night. Congratulations, and welcome to the national rankings, Gators!

After some Jameson shots, beers, more shots, gambling, more shots, McDonald's, and a 6-pack of Miller Lite "to go" from a bar across from the bus terminal, Jason and I headed back to NYC, beat but enjoying the afterglow of a huge win. We got back about 5am, but no rest for the weary - I had to get up and get hyped for the big rivalry game the next day. Of course Tim Tebow and the Gators football team took care of business, spanking those stupid Semis 37-10 (although the game was really never that close). Tebow went out in style, accounting for all five TDs (3 pass, two run) as UF beat F$U for the sixth straight time. Superman and the Gators now gear up for this weekend's 1-vs-2 showdown in Atlanta for a spot in the BCS Championship... and of course I'll be there. If it's anything like 2006 or 2008, it'll be crazy, and I'll come back with some stories (and pics too). Hopefully none of my stories end like this argument gone bad in Gainesville Saturday night (hey Ryan, GBID alums are baggers, not fighters!).

As for the bag games, I picked up two more big victories to Randie's none, further cementing my status as Overlord-in-waiting. The weekend was even sweeter because my bag team beat Randie's Dolphins in the site bet, and of course it's awesome that the Saints absolutely ROLLED the Patsies in New Orleans last night. Let's talk about the games!

Green Bay 34, at Detroit 12: Matt Stafford and his busted hinge was a surprise start for the Lions, and Daunte Culpepper was none too pleased about it. Whatever Daunte, you felch goats and should have been out of football two years ago. Aaron Rodgers picked the Lions D apart, and Stafford threw four picks. These teams have met 19 times on Thanksgiving, and I bet every one of those games sucked about as much as this one did.

NEXT WEEK: at Cincinnati Cincy had a tougher time than expected with the Shitstains this week, but I expect this to be Yet Another loss for Randie. The Bengals are a playoff team, and Detroit is, well, Detroit.

Miami 14, at Buffalo 31: Ryan Fitzpatrick seems to think TO is a pretty good player, and has made him his favorite target recently. The result is a bit of a resurgence by the Bills, who are now 4-7 and threatening to become my second-best team (albeit by a large margin). They beat Chad Henne and Zee Poisonous Fish on the strength of four picks, including three by Henne and one by Ricky "Budsmokers Only" Williams. Ricky did get over 100 yards for the third straight game, but it wasn't enough to win.

NEXT WEEK: NY Jets Big AFC East game for both teams next week. With the Patsies loss, only three games separate first place and last in the division, with the Jets and Fish tied one game back. It's really anyone's division to win.

Cleveland 7, at Cincinnati 16: This game should not have been this close. The Shitstains were in it until Brady Quinn threw a pick with 2 minutes to go, in part because they shut down the Bengals' previously prolific passing game. Cincy was able to throw up 200+ yards on the ground and control the clock, but that's nothing new against the league's 3rd-worst rushing defense. Man, this team really sucks.

NEXT WEEK: San Diego Oof, bitchslap of the week candidate here. Just brutal.

Washington 24, at Philadelphia 27: Ugh. Wow. Has any team ever beaten themselves (notice I wrote team) more consistently than this Washington team does? For the second straight week, the Foreskins snatched defeat from the jaws of victory, just as they have countless times before this season. Washington is running on empty, with their 3rd-string RB and their CFL quarterback. See you back in this space next year, boys.

NEXT WEEK: New Orleans ***** BAG GAME ***** Randie will be playing with himself next week. Pencil in 12-0 for NO. At least he gets a win.

Seattle 27, at St. Louis 17: I hate to say it, but St. Louis might be worse than Cleveland. Their scoring differential is worse, and their QB situation is definitely worse (but Cleveland is pretty much in the toilet in both total offense and total defense, so go figure). Seattle is not a good team but won in the dome rather easily. Steven Jackson, meet Marshall Faulk.

NEXT WEEK: at Chicago SHUDDER! Both these teams are horrendous. Chicago is a major disappointment. Jay Cutler is a major disappointment (and a major douche). It's going to be cold in the Windy City, so my advice to Bears fans is to bring plenty of booze if you're going to catch this snooze-fest in person. Might as well black out.

Kansas City 14, at San Diego 43: The Chiefs had really been playing better, but now they've gone and turned back the clock. Matt Cassel looks like Steve DeBerg all of the sudden. Philip Rivers, the league's #2 douche to Cutler, had the Chargers up 7-0 before I even realized the game was on, and it just got uglier from there. After a season split with the Raiders, the bag team rep from the AFC West could very well come down to a tiebreaker once again.

NEXT WEEK: Denver What's to say? Josh McDaniels finally got a win this week, but bookended the win with a war of words against a rival player and an appearance on TV dropping F-bombs. I hate Denver, and this guy is obviously a tool, but at least he doesn't seem to give a shit. Still, you're obviously a cock when you tell a player on another team that you "own" them after you've beaten them exactly one time. Anyway, the Donkeys haven't fared well in late-season games in KC for the last several years, so maybe I can pull out another win here.

Jacksonville 3, at San Francisco 20: Thanks a lot, Maurice Jones-Drew, for conspiring with your shitbag teammates to lose me my fantasy game by a measly 6 points. All you had to do was score ONE time and I'd have been home free. You fuckers. I hate you and your stupid uniforms. I hope all the rest of your games are blacked out too, and that someone else drafts Tim Tebow.

NEXT WEEK: HOUSTON Houston is another team that shit the bed this week. Andre Johnson could have won me my fantasy game too, but no! Neither of these cities gives a flying fuck about this game, and I don't either. Buncha fucktards.

And last but not least, the supposed "game of the week"......

New England 17, at New Orleans 38: Wow, what a total and utter beatdown. Drew Brees continued his superhuman play with five TDs, and Tom Brady threw two picks and was held without a TD pass for the first time since who the fuck knows when. Here's how dominant the Saints were: they averaged 9.6 yards PER PLAY. Brees's passer rating was a perfect 158.3. He averaged 16.1 yards per passing ATTEMPT. I mean, holy shit! On the other side, Darth Belichick continued his unthinkable run of boneheaded play calls, going for it on 4th and 4 from HIS OWN 10 YARD LINE in the 3rd quarter. Seriously? Are you this much of a cockknocker that you think this is a good idea? When did Bill Belichick turn into Rich Kotite?

NEXT WEEK: at Washington ***** BAG GAME ***** Let's go Wizards! Who dat? Who dat?

That's it for now kids. Hope you enjoyed it. Back with more next week. Until then, may the bag toll for thee........

Thanksgiving is for Turkeys!!!!

By Randie on November 25, 2009 11:17 AM 1 comments 0 trackbacks

Week 11

Happy Turkey's Eve Baglovers! I hope you're all getting ready for a fun filled long weekend full of stuffed birds and bellies, long tryptophan naps and bad football as only the Lions and Cowboys can bring you.

Unfortunately this is going to be a quickie. Unlike most New Yorkers, I'll be here at work well into the evening and I got some family coming into town so I need to get the hell out. As you may have noticed I narrowly missed gaining some ground on Lenny last week. His Chiefs stunned Shittsburg in OT! Discarded Charger and former Dolphin Chris Chambers took a pass 61 yards in OT to set up the winning score. Then my dum dum Foreskins couldn't manage a single TD yet again against Tony and the Cowboys from Homo Hell. So I still sit 5 games back but hey, you never know. It's easier to hain ground when you have four teams in the bag pool (except for the fact that they are BAG teams).

I passed on watching MNF this week for attending The Pixies show at Hammerstein. Awesome show. They sounded great for a bunch of old people. The fans??? Not so great. Arguably the biggest pussy crowd I've ever seen at a rock concert. I saw more hot crowd action at a Sigor Ros show at Radio City. Sarah and I were getting major dirty looks from pretty much everyone as we tried to push our way to the front. At one point we stopped and this girl grabbed Sarah's arm and told her that she was too tall to stand in front of her. Um too fucking bad. The guy behind me said I was obstructing his view. Once again, too fucking bad. Last time I checked this was a rock and roll show you morons. Definitely not the crowd I'm used to. As they kicked into Debaser, I scanned the crowd and noticed not only was no one singing along... they all kind of just stood there with their arms folded. Not even a head bob. I only know a handful of their songs but even if I didn't I'd still be into it. Then I also noticed that these were kids... worse than kids... hipsters... no wait, worse than hipsters... wanna be hipsters. Nothing is worse than wanna be hipsters I tell you. Regardless, we endured and enjoyed the show. They played some B-sides, all of Doolittle and two encores. Hot.

Week 12 Matchups!!!!!!

Green Bay @ Detroit, Thursday 12:30 PM

Stafford showed a lot of heart in that thriller against the Shitstains last week. Now he's out and in comes Mr. Culpepper.

Miami @ Buffalo, Sunday 1:00 PM

New coach, new QB same result. Dolphins victory.

Washington @ Philly, Sunday 1:00 PM

Daniel Snyder needs to be banned from the NFL. He's bringing bad luck to a storied franchise.

Seattle @ St. Louis, Sunday 1:00 PM

Bulger's hurt again? That guy needs to call it already.

Cleveland @ Cincinnati, Sunday 1:00 PM

C'mon shitstains!!

Kansas City @ San Diego, Sunday 4:05 PM

Jacksonville @ San Francisco, Sunday 4:05 PM

New England @ New Orleans, Monday 8:30 PM

The battle of the "New"s. I'm once again praying for a high scoring affair. Unlike most weeks I'm actually pulling for the (gulp) Pats to hand the Aints their first loss both both the integrity of the dolphins undefeated '72 season and of course my Bag chances.

Gotta Run

Gobble gobble.

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