Time to go kill myself
The impossible and unthinkable has happened. Isn't it common knowledge that Lute can't die, much less resign?
Time to go shoot up heroin and find my special happy place. This is all wrong.
Labels: Arizona Wildcats, Lute Olson
The impossible and unthinkable has happened. Isn't it common knowledge that Lute can't die, much less resign?
Labels: Arizona Wildcats, Lute Olson
Liverpool fights back for a dramatic 3-2 victory at home to mighty Wigan Athletic. Uh, yes... mighty. Another famous win against a... well, less than famous team. We still need to figure out how to play a full 90 against teams not named "PSV Eindhoven" (and even that was about 85). It was a great relief, though, to see that we could overcome defensive blunders and bail ourselves out of trouble without the services of El Nino. We were capable of winning this one by three given the quality of play.
Labels: Dirk Kuyt, English Premier League, Liverpool FC
As a gambler, I'm troubled by the New York Football Giants' disappearing act, last night. Cleveland had 7,000 false starts and still converted on 75% of their third downs. Giants D? Invisible. Yes, the NFL is full of parity, but now there's one less team to fully back with the bankroll.
Labels: Clemson Tigers, New York Giants
College football won't get a more entertaining game, this season, than what we saw this morning between Texas and Oklahoma. Can't say enough about it. Texas looks poised to take on Alabama in the title game. (putting shotgun in mouth, waiting to pull trigger if this is the verdict on B(C)S selection day)
Labels: Arizona Wildcats, College football, Mike Stoops, Texas Longhorns
Warren Sapp, against all odds, gets a spot on my list of heroes. $10,000,000 to the person who shoots Al Davis in the head. Not only would it be good for the Raiders, not only for the NFL, but for America. Do it for America, people!
Labels: Al Davis, Oakland Raiders, Warren Sapp
Preach on, Rafa! Any time we beat the Scum, its a day to celebrate. Without even taking any pills, LFC's 2-1 win over Manure might give me a boner for 24 hours. No, I will not go to the hospital. Felt so good to watch. Cheers to Riera, Babel, and Carra! Oh, and a very special thanks to Wes Brown, that git.
Labels: Liverpool FC, Manchester United
I am at work, watching Andy Murray v Roger Federer live on the interweb. Things could be worse. Speaking of which...
Labels: Arizona Diamondbacks, Arizona Wildcats, College football, Los Angeles Dodgers, New England Patriots, Roger Federer, Tennis, US Open