The Phanatic Has Dropped A Few Pounds
Without a doubt, the best Shotgun Dance you'll see today.
Today, erstwhile Dolphins running back and full-time enjoyer of the high life Ricky Williams petitioned for reinstatement to the NFL. Frankly, I'm a fan -- the fact that a pothead can be a tough hard inside runner is, really, a wonderful chance for the kids to learn some subtlety in their assessments of drug users -- and if nothing else, this would be Entertaining, and the Dolphins are anything but that right now.
Besides, let's face it -- the Dolphins need players all over the place, and the possibility of Reggie Brown getting cuckolded by an infamous idiot is pretty great. (Can you tell I don't own Brown in any league? Yeah, I bet you could.)
So, come on NFL. Much of this year has been unwatchable; the games have been bad, teams in the major media markets are pretty terrible, and a Cowboys-Patriots Super Bowl will cause America to collapse in a vortex of smugness that hasn't been seen since the Mets-Yankee World Series. I dream of Ricky being the Week 15 blemish on the Pats Quest For Perfection. Bring back Ricky, and lively up yourselves!
Labels: dolphins, nfl, Pass the Dutchie, ricky williams, wacky weed
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Your list is here, and your bitching is here... it's like the team is trying to convince me not to watch anymore, that there won't be anything useful to see for the rest of the year. I'm literally excited for the bye week, despite the fact that Vegas just made the bye a 3-point road favorite against the Birds. (Take the points.)
The sad part is that with a competent person catching punts in Week 1 and a competent coach calling plays in Weeks 2 and 4 (Run for Fun, Andy! Or just pretend your QB is still Garcia!), they are watchable and where I'd expect them to be -- 3-1, not 1-3. But with Cap'n Andy insisting that 5 is fine regardless of the actual results... it's just exasperating.
The defense has, if one has to find a bright side of things, been better than advertised. Unlike previous years, they haven't been a sieve to run against, they've gotten consistent pressure on the QB, and while the secondary hasn't been up to its usual level, they've also been without two starters (Shepard and Dawkins).
It's not yet time to play kids and toss the year in a dumpster; if nothing else, last year's left for dead November team shows that anything can happen. But that doesn't mean that they haven't earned the following, and earned it heartily: BOOOOOOOOO...
Labels: eagles, epic carnival, lists, nfl, stabbing out eyes, wastes of sperm and dignity
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10:21 PM
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Labels: Click on the tele...wrestle with Jimmie, gojimmies.com, Jamestown State, Jimmies Football, The Jimmies, The Truth
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The Truth
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This list over at the Carnival would be a lot more fun if (a) I actually cared that much about the Phils, and (b) if the Eagles hadn't crapped the bed in such a spectacular fashion last night on the late game. (And, um, is there a worse NFL fan experience than when your team craps the bed in the late game? No, I submit to the jury, no, none at all. More about this later.)
Labels: choke job, Ha Ha, mets, mlb, phillies, philly fan
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