Saturday, September 29, 2007

oh, please... !!

Listening to UMass make a game of it w/Boston College. I say "listening" because local Boston TV ain't broadcasting it. I mean Jesus! -- we can watch VA Tech v. North Carolina, or Yale v. Holy Cross, or Notre Fucking Dame crap themselves yet again, but not B.C. v. another university from Massachusetts IN BOSTON!?? Must be true what they say about the Amherst campus never getting its due respect with the local media here. But at the cost of blowing off their beloved Eagles?? WTF?

Gave me a good excuse to go hit some golf balls. Nice day.

But back to the broadcast at a commercial: "This is Doug Flutie here to talk about [some generic jewelry store]. I always go to [some generic jewelry store] for all my fine jewelry needs!"

C'mon, Dougie! All your "fine jewelry needs"? Let's assume you do haul yer white-bred suburban ass to go buy rings'n things more than twice in a decade, yer still a freakin' football player ferchrissakes! Can't you even use the word bling?

Friday, September 28, 2007

flashback...

Sox fans: Good seats available: Just $495 a pair

Which reminded me of senior year, Somerville High, in '77. L'il bro, he a frosh at B.C. High, & I decided to play hooky, first time in my life, to go to opening day at Fenway. Bleacher seats: $3.00 a pop! I kid u not!

This, of course was just after the Sox signed one of the first free agents right after the reserve clause was overturned: Bill Campbell, state-of-the-art closer, formerly of the Minnesota Twins.

A gorgeous day as I recall, Cleveland in town, Dennis Eckersley starting for the Tribe. And y'know, I can't even recall who the Sox gave Cleveland for the Eck, but I do remember the Sox trading Eck to the Cubs for Bill Buckner, but that's another insane story.

Anyhoo! Bleachers! Fenway Pahk! Opening day!

Sign on the back wall: "Sell Campbell! Bring back $1.50 bleachers!"

had 'em all the way...

Sox clinch A.L. East!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

don't fire until you see the whites of their eyes...

Nice piece in the Globe on the current Minuteman RB Matt Lawrence.

Given UMass has a Nat'l championship, '98 v. Georgia Southern, and came within a quarter of a second last January against Appalachian State, I've taken a keen interest in realizing their talent, particularly at RB, is of NFL caliber. Two of Lawrence's predecessors, for example, are with the AZ Cardinals: Marcel Schipp, back-up to Edgerrin James, and Steve Baylark, rookie on their practice squad.

Gotta think their QB Liam Coen stands a chance of getting drafted when the time comes.

Meanwhile, HUGE game saturday at Chestnut Hill against the #11 B.C. Eagles. 'D'be a mighty tasty follow-up to App State's bouncing Michigan opening day this season.

... or be square!

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Oreo Pizza Moustache

Agreed upon at the 6 House: This is the most disgusting commerical seen this century. Oreo Cookie Pizza? With accompanying mustache face?

Won't be long before Domino's comes out with their new Feces Pizza.

Monday, September 17, 2007

quote of the day...

Lorenzo Neal, fullback for the *cough* Super Chargers:
"They jumped on us like a spider monkey."
Eee! Eee!!

Saturday, September 15, 2007

proud to be a patriots fan...

Posted on my Fantasy Football message board:

"Dan--- Please make sure you change [g.'s] team name to 'Cheater-town and Maine'."
My first reaction, as the owner of the "Boston & Maine" fantasy football team, was to take this as tongue-in-cheek. Q is a good guy, whom I've known for several years. And even though he's a J'ints fan, he's honorable if highly competitive, and the jibe looks to be nothing more than a dribble of testosterone, a hardy fellow's pot-shot across the bow as it were. No big deal.

But there's a part of this business that annoys. In case you didn't hear, we the people of New England are not defending the crap Bill Belichick pulled with the video camera. Moreover, his taciturn disposition in expressing his remorse, or the lack thereof, has made him no friends and could very well have set Patriot Nation to actually reconsider its reverence for "The Genius". In fact, my sense is he could very well be done at season's end. His contract is up, and, even before this shinola hit the fan, talk was he was indicating, though not directly saying, a need for new vistas. At this point, one can easily consider this a good idea; all of which makes the head spin at how quickly the world has turned inside-out.

How it plays, of course, depends upon whether or not the team can maintain its level of excellence. The players, by association, are besmirched by this scandal. Of course, they've shown many times in the past that any such distractions are other people's problems and not theirs. Having said that, it is suspected each and every warrior clad in Red, White, Blue & Silver will be wanting to prove mightily that it is, and always has been, more their talent and discipline comprising the main ingredients of their 3-Championship elixir, and less the insider's knowledge.

Given they were deemed heavy favorites to win the '08 Super Bowl entering this season, they were also viewed as needing something a little more tangible in the way of an us-against-them motivation anyway. Well, they certainly have it now.

Meanwhile, Giants & Jets & Skins fans, oh my, are treating this seamy and unseemly grist as manna from heaven. Perhaps they ought pay heed to ESPN commentator and former NFL signal-caller Sean Salisbury, for example, who quite rightly dismisses anyone who contends the videotaping of an opponent's hand signals and then, within a 12-minute halftime window, can correctly decode and translate that information into a successful 2nd-half plan-of-action, all the while assuming the opponent's signals weren't changed, and is even indirectly responsible for the Patriots winning three (3) NFL championships, as absurd. Which means those clamoring for their "ring back," Hines Ward, need to redivert themselves from what amounts to nothing more than rank and venomous envy.

But it is indeed sad these also-rans see fit to take license in conflating Belichick's apparent lack of character as a flaw in the city itself.

Boston is America's "Cradle of Liberty", and has been around for quite some time, exhibiting to the world a gold standard of living, of education, civil liberties, fellowship, and -- yes, Goshdarnit! -- Sportsmanship!... or perhaps you've never heard of those Celtics fans of lore, say, who, upon realizing the '82 Dr. J. 76ers would prevail over Larry Bird and the Celtics in the NBA Eastern Finals, began chanting at the Garden as the seconds ticked down: "Beat L.A.! Beat L.A.!"

Funny how I don't recall New York or Philadelphia fans as doing something like that. Ever! And today, Boston sportsfans are making absolutely no excuses for their "Genius" coach, but are, in fact, coming down hard on him.

I've written in this space before on the passion cum mania of the Boston sportsfans. It is overwhelming, and, having witnessed it as one who attended many games in Baltimore, it can be most obnoxious.

But this is my town and these are my people. They are me.

I am a Bostonian!

And today the Patriots are mine.

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Update: Sunday, early eve. Just back from the driving range in Lexington. Have about an hour to kill before I head over to Uno's in Harvard Square to catch the double-header: Pats v. Chargers on one channel; Sox v. Yankees on the other. Both are national broadcasts. Playoffs for ev-ry-bo-dy!

Well, not everybody. Heh!

Eatcher hearts out, fellahs!

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Update II: Pats Stomp Chargers

"This might be the most satisfying win of all," said an emotional Tedy Bruschi. "I've never been in a situation where people were doubting us, our integrity. I care about that logo, as much as anyone in here. And I care about how we're perceived. What we do is win football games. What we did tonight speaks volumes about who we are."
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Update III: Pats Extend Belichick's Contract Thru 2013

And that, as they say, is that!

Thursday, September 13, 2007

maher de har har (revisited)...

He go:
Republicans sex scandals are getting to be like Iraqi car bombings. By the time you hear about one, there's been another. Ted Haggard, Mark Foley, Bob Allen, Vitter, Craig... It's like "Clue" only the answer is always "A Republican... in the washroom... with his cock."

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

separated at birth... ?

Saw a headline this morning where Bin Laden is calling for a "Caravan" of martyrs. I thought it sounded familiar, and then I remembered that's essentially what our Dear Leader has been saying, although so badly at articulating.

Bush & Bin Laden: Both are quite sanguine to let many others die for their cause(s), but are apparently loathe to put their own necks out there.

Lovely!

Sunday, September 09, 2007

one of yer better sundays...

Who ever objected to hand-me-downs didn't have mine as brothers.

For my birthday a couple of weeks ago, younger brother gave me a complete set of used, although newly-gripped, and just plain mighty fine golf clubs, while elder brother provided an old pair of fairway spikes and passes to one of the nicer public-18s, i.e., in Brookline, with which the three of us, along with elder's old army buddy, tee'd off this morning at 8:00 a.m. The forecast promised t-storms, prompting elder to suggest that, should it indeed storm with the usual bolts from the gray/blue, I should stand still holding my 3-iron aloft. I grinned and said, "and do it over there?"

But the skies withheld, although the humidity had already dropped precipitously from yesterday, and made for a right pleasant morning of recreation and exercise. Don't ask me the score, I'm new at the game and I've been assured rookies receive a year's reprieve from the golfing Gods.

So we had some fun and felt pretty good about ourselves, then off we went caravanning the surface streets of Beantown to Southie and Amrhein's for a fabulicious brunch and the pleasure of watching your! New England Patriots stomp the ever-loving beJesus out of the J-E-T-S Jets Jets Jets. Take that New Yawk!!

Is why I moved back up here, don'tcha know: Days like this.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

le'me help ya' there, oscifer...



Here's a fellah who needs just a little time:
"I don't see a funny side to what's happened today. I don't see a funny side at all," NSW Police Minister David Campbell said.
Well, it's like this, Officer Minister Sir: The joke's on YOU!
h/t to HuffPo

mac this... !

You spend $2Gs on a MacBook Pro, and your power adaptor frays right at the magnetic coupler little over a year after purchase. The thing is worthless and, of course, the battery won't last for more'n a coupla hours. Then you hear the coupler is commonly understood to be a piece of shit, and you're nobody special. You wanna spit.

Back from lunch am I. Just dropped $69 on a new adaptor/coupler because no Mac repair shops in the greater Boston area specialize in that kind of repair. I wanna spit.

Glad I'm holding out another two years before I get an IPhone. I hear the price has already gone down $200 since the first-run idiots stood in line for days back in the spring.

Suckahs!

back in the saddle...

The boy needed a mental health break from posting, and they don't call 'em "The Dog Days of August" for nothing.

And what better bit of alarm, at which to bark up, than our Dear Leader Commander Guy ordering the use of nukes against Iran?
Now maybe there is an innocent explanation for this? I can’t think of one. What is certain is that the pilots of this plane did not just make a last minute decision to strap on some nukes and take them for a joy ride. We need some tough questions and clear answers. What the hell is going on? Did someone at Barksdale try to indirectly warn the American people that the Bush Administration is staging nukes for Iran? I don’t know, but it is a question worth asking.
Meanwhile, what goes on with our "loyal", i.e., deadly silent, opposition?

Mr. Reid? Madam Pelosi?

Hello?