I have learned awhile ago not to put anything past the NFL. And you know what? Maybe this is actually a move to make it's players feel more comfortable. How often do players take to social media to voice their completely biased opinions on anything and everything? For a league that clearly has an image issue, in part because of it's players inability to go radio silent, it's certainly doing a great job of giving credibility to subjectivity within 140 characters.
Why should Peyton go back to the Broncos? He's clearly lost a lot and half of his offensive weapons have disappeared. Why do the Jets, Bills, Jaguars, and Raiders still exist? Why does Eli Manning show up to work if they can't find anyone worth a damn to block for him? Why are the Eagles even planning a training camp if their current starting quarterback will be injured by the first preseason game? Hmm, NFL. I don't know? I thought a major selling point of the NFL was that teams can rise from the ashes to prominence. For a league that constantly promotes parity, they are certainly making a parody of themselves with this tweet. I never knew losing a tight end, a second year wide receiver, and an offensive guard, and in turn boasting one the best corner back tandems in football as well as stabilizing your offensive line and tailback depth was a white flag of sorts. Learn something new everyday. I thought defense and strong line play wins championships all this time. Go figure it's all about constantly injured tight ends and diva wide receivers. Guess I should cancel my Sunday Ticket package. If a league says that a team isn't going win that very same league they probably know more than I do. Oh well, there is always 2016 New Orleans, it was a fun offseason while it lasted... I don't think Sean Payton got the news yet...
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NJ.com- Had it not been for the play of goaltender Cory Schneider in the first period Saturday night, the Devils might have found themselves on the wrong side of a rout against the Arizona Coyotes. Perhaps Schneider, who bought the entire team dinner at Flemings Steakhouse Friday night, is owed one by his teammates for saving them yet again. Read that above passage. Now apply it to about 80% of the Devils wins this season. Make no mistake, that was the narrative on Saturday, it's been the narrative the entire season, and it will most likely be the narrative for the New Jersey Devils heading into the immediate future. If they are going to achieve any amount of success that is. Cory Schneider hasn't just been a key to the Devils recent success. He has been THE key. Any of the Devils fans that criticized the organization for Schneider's 7 year deal when he let up a few bad goals earlier in the season want to take some accountability? Now is your chance. It's better for us to laugh with you than at you. Sometimes admitting defeat is better than continuing to fight for an illogical cause. I'm not saying Cory didn't give up some suspect goals earlier in the year. He absolutely did. Show me a goalie that has never given up a bad goal in the NHL and I'll show you an AHL goalie. It happens. It is just completely blown out of proportion when you play for a team that is immune to scoring. Many people questioned his ability to be a legitimate number one goaltender given his past. All while he was facing a workload that was unprecedented in today's game. Do you realize that Cory Schneider broke Marty's consecutive starts to begin a season record? Do you know how asinine that is given Brodeur's history of starts per season? He played the first 20 games of the season. It became a league wide joke at one point. So forgive me if I choose to excuse a weak goal or two. Numbers don't lie, and Schneider's recently have been almost unimaginable, especially for a team that is destined to be sitting home come playoff time. For all the flak he received earlier in the year, Schneider may be the most valuable player to his team in all of hockey. I truly don't think that's an exaggeration. They probably have single digit wins without him. Cory standing on his head has been so commonplace that you would think it is part of the game plan. The people that criticized his ability to handle the duties of a number one goaltender were the same people singing the praises of Keith Kinkaid after one or two career starts. It was astonishingly hypocritical. All I know is that I can say with confidence that Cory Schneider was not solely responsible for any one loss this season, and he has been almost solely responsible for damn near half of their wins. If there was one song to describe the Devils season it would be 'Lean On Me' and Cory Schneider would be on stage in black face speaking in the most recognizable voice known to man. I get it. The head coach and the goaltender are the easiest people to blame when things aren't going well. That's always been the case. Blame the man in charge and the last line of defense. The Devils midseason turn around has been about lot more than a coaching change. Their winning ways directly coincide with a streak in which Schneider has been damn near unbeatable. The fact that his excellence has been the norm does nothing to show he was a detriment to the team earlier in the season. It just shows that he is as paramount to a team's success as one player can be. Let' make this clear Devils fans. Cory is not Marty. The only thing that Schneider has in common with the person that Devils fans watched man the net for the last 20 years is that they are both excellent goaltenders. For as flamboyant, unique, and revolutionary as Brodeur was, Schneider is equally as fundamentally sound. He makes saves look easier than they are because of his positioning. That doesn't take away anything from either player, obviously Marty is one of the best of all time. However, Schneider is never going to be as exciting to watch in goal as Brodeur was, no matter how low his GAA dips. Maybe Devils fan can't digest that, or maybe they just needed a scapegoat. Either way, the best player that is currently on the Devils is Cory Schneider and anyone with the best interest of the franchise in mind better hope it stays that way. Here's the scene at a rest stop in the desert of middle of nowhere California...
The question? Is it more respectable to get caught waiting in this line? Or to get caught pants down springing a leak amongst the tumbleweeds? I've got to say, I absolutely judge you as a person if you stand in this line. Given women's awful facilitation of time when it comes to personal grooming that Mom in the back probably still hasn't gone to the bathroom yet, and we're a good 20+ hours after the fact. I'll admit it's totally a double standard, but this is how I view life. If I do something that, as a man, I find unpleasant, it's downright shameful for a woman to do it. Make no mistake, going to the bathroom at a rest stop is one of those things. Every time I go cheek to seat at a rest stop I am surprised I don't end up pregnant or contracting chlamydia. It's simply one of the most despicable experiences in life. To wait in line to do it? That's like publicly shaming yourself. I know there is a social stigma attached to women peeing in public, but it it's a risk you have to take if the alternative is waiting in this line. I'm not even contemplating the possibility that any of these women are unloading. Girls don't poop, that's just a scientific fact. Have you ever seen one do it? I have hung around a large quantity of women and never experienced the phenomenon. As far as I am concerned women pooping is as likely as unicorns pooping. On the off chance that they do, they are certainly pretty subtle about it. This bathroom line is about as subtle as Kanye West at an Amish community. Shit, it's as subtle as Kanye West pretty much anywhere. If a woman I was traveling with even suggested that she planned on waiting on this line, I would either dump her on spot without alerting an Uber, or drive her to a secluded location and give her the shirt off my back to wipe. Any women that would wait in a bathroom line at a rest stop is simply off limits when it comes to courtship. This entire situation is just another reminder that being born with a penis, and thus an eternal pass to whip it out whenever nature calls, is a blessing. Facebook- This was posted to the NHL's Facebook page...
This is why hockey fans. This is why hockey doesn't have casual fans. It's why the sports popularity will always be stunted. Hockey fans would rather you not be a fan than be a half ass fan. Does that happen in any other sport? Hockey fans are like an over protective boyfriend. All they do is parade around their girlfriend (hockey), and talk about how voluptuous and beautiful she is. No other girl compares. In their eyes, other girls don't even exist. Hockey fans are the people that write "I have the best boyfriend/girlfriend in the world <3" on social media. Shut up hockey fans. No you don't. You may a very good girlfriend that is more than likely comparable to a majority of other females out there. You may think hockey is a dime piece with tits that could cure the blind. That doesn't mean she's the hottest girl in the world. It doesn't mean that March Madness doesn't have a dumper so fine that your surprised it doesn't shit out golden eggs. Listen, my favorite sport is hockey. My favorite sport to watch, my favorite sport to play, my favorite sport to follow. Does that mean I can't fucking enjoy March Madness? Remember the song 'Mr. Me Too'. We all know the type. The type that will follow any and every story with a story they feel tops the previous one. That's exactly what hockey hardos are. "Oh, March Madness, that's cool I guess, but NHL playoffs!" Guess what hockey fans, no one cares. Can't we just enjoy another activity without you in our ear telling us how amazing you are? When all you do is beg for attention people stop paying attention. Let the sport gain attention on it's own merit. People don't watch just despite you. They would rather act like the sport didn't exist than sparingly enjoy it and have to hear the criticism of the die hard fans. Hockey fans are like the girl that waits until marriage. Won't let you enjoy the best part of the relationship until you engage in a lifelong commitment. I'll say this, and most hockey try hards will disagree with me. The first two days of the NCAA tournament are just as exciting, if not more, than any triple overtime thriller. That's not an opinion, it's a fact. The NCAA tournament is everything that most rational people love about sports. It's underdogs and upsets. It's unbelievable comebacks. It's expecting the unexpected. It's about enjoying a sport for it's entertainment value. You don't have to love basketball. You don't have to know the players names. If you can't enjoy March Madness not only are you not a sports fan, but you are also a fucking douchebag. Stop making everything about you hockey fans, because most of the time it's just not. For starters, there is an alternate name for this blog. The secondary title would be "People From California Are Borderline Retarded In A Motor Vehicle". I figured I would take the classy way out and compliment my hometown instead of insult my new town. Regardless, saying that New Jersey has the worst drivers is simply not true. I'm not saying we aren't assholes. I am not saying that we don't drive like it. Hell, the New Jersey Turnpike is like real life NASCAR. It's a miracle that more people don't meet their demise on that death trap. Jersey drivers spend 90% of the time with their front end fucking the car in front of it right in it's exhaust pipe. But that's the point, we may be disrespectful drivers, but we are not bad drivers. Jug handles, traffic circles, obnoxious amounts of merging. If people from New Jersey were subpar behind the wheel the entire state would constantly be a 6,000 car pileup. We put so many goddamn unnecessary obstacles in the road it's a miracle that things generally operate smoothly. There is a stigma attached to New Jersey drivers and it is that we basically drive like we have blinders on both sides and we only have regard for ourselves and not others around us. That stigma is 100% earned. New Jersey driving is like grade school math when the teacher wants you to show your work. Only problem is that most of time you have no idea what you did, you just know that it fucking works.
For as much as New Jersey drivers use their hypothetical blinders, I am pretty sure people in California are wearing actual blinders. I truly do not understand it. I have been here a month and have seen at least 20 potentially fatal crashes. Seriously, smoke more weed California, smoke more weed. Is it too nice out to pay attention to the road? I would say that's the answer, but one single drop of rain is like dropping a bottle of alcohol into a club full of guidos. The result is just a clusterfuck of uncontrollable and unnecessary violence. There are actually people in California that avoid driving when it's raining out. That is the most vaginal thing I have ever heard. I'm pretty sure my first time behind the wheel was during a thunderstorm unlike any SoCal has ever seen. If I am simply looking out for my personal safety, I'll take a bunch of old Asian women from New Jersey instead of a bunch of 20-somethings from California. These people don't even get in normal car crashes. I live in a beach town and I have seen 3 crashes in which a car was embedded into the side of another car AND facing the wrong way in the last 3 days. One of which was a parked car. What's the California driving test like? Turn the car on without having a seizure and you pass? It's like real life bumper cars. Shit, at least in New Jersey people have regard for their own lives. No wonder so many people out here have bikes, getting behind the wheel is like a 50% chance of survival. I feel like people just put a destination in the GPS, turn on the cruise control, say a prayer, and start non-stop texting. Hey, New Jersey may not house the nicest people in the world, but at least you're not constantly in danger of death by vehicular homicide. I appreciate you Jersey drivers, and all your 'fucks', honks, and selfishness. The Players' Tribune- "Life and hockey kind of mirror each other in the sense that when you’re having good times, it’s difficult to imagine how things will ever go wrong. And when you’re having bad times, well, yeah." "Once when I was riding a hot streak, I remember being on the team plane reading about how great I was doing. Joe Nieuwendyk walked over, grabbed the paper from me and said, “Gomer, don’t read that shit.” And I was kind of confused and then he told me, “Get in the habit right now of not reading the paper, because one day they’re going to start writing things about you that you won’t want to read.” Joe was one of the best leaders I’ve ever been around in this sport. There’s a certain code amongst hockey players. When a guy like Joe Nieuwendyk tells you not to do something, you listen. I had no idea at the time just how valuable his advice would turn out to be." "I began struggling with the Canadiens at the same time when the team as a whole was underperforming. When you’re playing in a city as hockey crazy as Montreal and have a large contract, your bad plays become amplified. As noted poet Biggie Smalls once said, “Mo money, mo problems.” But I know that’s what I signed up for. I’m a sports fan, so I’m familiar with the stigma – guy signs a big contract and then starts taking it easy. Let’s address that for a moment: It’s bullshit. This is the National Hockey League and the game has only one speed. We all work hard. That’s just the way it is. Over my last decade and a half in the NHL, I only saw one or two guys who I think weren’t as committed to the sport as much as they should have been. If you don’t put everything you have into this game, you open yourself up for injury and, the worst possible punishment for a hockey player, losing the respect of your peers. But, that being said, I also get the fans’ perspective. If I was sitting in the stands, I might have started booing me too." I suppose the easy narrative is to chalk this up as a story of a guy getting lost before finding his way. That’s just not true, I never, ever lost my ability to play hockey. If anything, those experiences in Montreal, San Jose and Florida made me appreciate the game even more. If you never struggle, it’s difficult to appreciate success. I needed those experiences to make me a more well-rounded person. I knew I could play, I just needed a chance. It is very rare that we ever get to see the other side. As a player, there is so much that goes into being a professional athlete. Besides the on ice product and the off ice workouts, at the end of the day it is still a business. As a fan it is all about snap judgements, gut reactions, and a polarizing attitude towards any and all athletes. Hell, I'm a blogger. I'm as guilty as anyone. From the most casual observer to the most devout follower, all we know is what we see on the ice. It was easy for me to sit there and laugh as Scott Gomez accepted the Rangers far too lucrative offer and proceeded to mark the downward spiral of his career. It was easy for me to make every Mexican joke in the book. It was easy to pile on a man that turned his back on a franchise that brought two Stanley Cup rings to his fingers by the ripe age of 23. I can't sit here and say I regret any of it. That's what being a fan is about. Caring far too much about people you will never truly know. Athletes aren't people to us. They are entertainment. They may as well be highly paid robots. Do you care how Scott Gomez' day is going if he shanks an opportunity at a game winning goal? Hell no, and as well you shouldn't. That's why they get paid the bug bucks, to receive far too much praise and endure far too much criticism. Every now and again, however, it is nice to get a glimpse. To see inside the mind of a professional athlete, especially one that has been through as many up's and down's as Scott Gomez. If you have played sports before you can relate to exactly where Gomez is coming from, although on a much smaller level I am sure. From recreational sports on up, everyone experiences the phenomenon of streaks. Whether it be a hot streak where the basketball hoop may as well be a hula hoop or a cold streak where the puck may as well be magnetized to the goal post. It becomes not about talent level, but confidence level. It's easy to watch someone and say "that guy sucks" or "that guy isn't giving it his all" instead of "that guy is going through a rough patch". We don't understand every single intricacy of professional sports. As much as some fans claim to be an expert, we don't know how well certain players fit into certain systems. So as many times as I labeled Scott Gomez "garbage", I still knew that the talent he once portrayed on a regular basis for the New Jersey Devils hadn't gone completely by the wayside. It's obviously easier for me to appreciate this piece from Gomer now that he is back with a team whose success I live and die with, but it doesn't change the fact that it's highly introspective and educational. Whether you play sports, or simply watch sports, Gomez ride from the top of the mountain, to the deepest of ditch, to somewhere in the middle provides us with quite the lesson that life is ever-changing. It is never as good, or as bad, as it seems in the moment. While I will always love Scott Gomez for being the part of two Stanley Cup championships (and thus memories I'll never forget), and I'll always hate him for going to play with the Rangers, this article makes me respect him. Both as a player and a person. That's something we don't get to say often enough as fans. "Lou was the first person I called when I made the decision to go to the Sharks. He tried to talk me out of it. He wanted me back in New Jersey. He said he wasn’t going to let me fail."
You know, as a Devils fan I always sing the praises of the organization. Mostly because I am biased as fuck, but also because they typically conduct business in a personal and professional manner. It was easy to think that Lou Lamoniello just brought in Scott Gomez as a shot in the dark to add offensive talent from an unlikely place. I don't really think many people thought that it was also a favor to Scott. It would be easy for Lou to tell Scott Gomez to piss off after leaving for a team that he doesn't just hate, but despises. It's surprising to learn that Gomez sought out Lou during his time with Canadiens to tell him that he stills conducts himself by his standards. It's shocking, although it really shouldn't be, to learn that Lou told Gomez he wouldn't let him fail. I guess it just lends credence to the fact that you don't become a successful franchise by accident. Whether it was Stevens having dinner with Gomez prior to camp, or Gomez still referring to Stevens as "my captain", the Devils truly do things the right way. It's easy to forget. Despite not being in any position to claim a playoff spot, the Devils are in far better shape than they were just months ago. So what we are going to do here is use last night as a reminder. You never realize how far you have made it until you realize from where you came. So go rewatch Patrik Elias develop Tourette's syndrome mid breakaway. Watch him go full retard with a chance to extend the shootout. Watch him do what can only be described as a physical reenactment of a stutter with the game on the line...and remember. Remember a much darker time. When two goal leads were as painstaking as 7 goal Who blowouts. When a one goal lead late was as close to a guaranteed shootout loss as you can possibly get. When losing was the norm. When simply getting a shot on goal in the shootout was considered a moral victory. When all seemed lost. You know when it's bad? When depression is no longer an occurrence, but a way of life. Last year, and the beginning of this year, save for the first 3 games, was just that. It was paying for gas, a ticket, and $9 beers only to go home miserable. It was character building. They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. While I don't know if it was anywhere close to killing me, it did make me want to kill myself. So for that, we should be thankful. Not because the Devils played a hell of a game last night. Not because they are going on to do big things this year. But because, on the whole, they resemble a competitive hockey team. They have given us reason for hope. A reason to get out of bed in the morning. A reason to look at the glass half full, instead of slamming the glass on the table and cutting your hand in a fit of rage. What once was a lost season is now a season of transition. The defense has improved. The goaltending is among the best in the league. The offense, while still lacking game breaking talent, has actually shown flashes of brilliance. Who knows what the rest of this season, as well as the future, brings. But I, for one, am thankful that come early April I won't have to dread early October. After all, don't forget who is back... P.S. Really needed a reason to post that picture. I just want to nestle up in that bicep and get lost in those eyes. Cue the motherfuckin' music...
Truth be told, when it comes to finance, I am not exactly a wizard. Let's just say I wouldn't fit in as a wolf on Wall Street. My indifference to the nose candy, as well as my inability to gauge stocks, make it pretty clear that I would get Leonardo Decapitated on the open market. With that said, I do know there is this little thing called a trend. Something happens once, it could be a coincidence. It happens twice? That my friends is called a winning a streak. Know who is on quite the heater? You guessed it. The newly acquired Saints cornerback Brandon Browner. Do we have to play the season? So what that the only players that are guaranteed to start the season on the Saints roster are the afore mentioned Browner, Drew Brees, Brandin Cooks, Mark Ingram, and CJ Spiller. Pretty clear Browner is playing with a stacked deck. Someone call the pitboss, Brandon is counting cards again. Pretty clear the Saints are a shoe-in for the next SuperBowl. That's not me talking, sometimes you just got to play the odds. The Saints cutting Cory White and picking up Browner is like selling low on your AOL stock to pick up some Apple stock.
In all seriousness, Browner is exactly what the Saints need opposite Keenan Lewis. People will point to his remarkably high amount of penalties last year, but the Saints need physicality. They need attitude. They need this....
I don't want to get to graphic, but let's just say I came. I saw. I came again. Give this man more PED's right now. I will work pro-bono sticking needles in his ass if that's the kind of effort I get to see on a weekly basis. This signing completely explains the Graham trade. Browner against Graham in practice would have turned into Graham's funeral proceedings real quick. Not only did the Saints unload Jimmy's monster contract, they saved money on the apology flowers they would have had to send to him when Browner turned his knee into baking soda.
CJ Spiller The Saints brought in CJ Spiller and Reggie Bush for meetings, and I would be lying to you if I said that the player I coveted wasn't Bush. With that said, that was my heart talking. My head said Spiller, and after watching a couple highlights, now both heads say Spiller. My god. I don't know what was faster, Spiller goal line to goal line or me throwing a beat to the visual. If he can manage to stay healthy the Saints didn't just replace what they had with Reggie Bush and Darren Sproles, they far exceeded it. Spiller is every bit as fast as a young Reggie, he's every bit as elusive as Sproles, and he's a better prototypical running back than the both of them. If what the Saints were missing in their offense was the speedy, pass catching, satellite back, it's not only no longer a concern, but a strength. Spiller coming over from desolate Buffalo to play with Drew Brees and Sean Payton is like a Cuban pitcher staking his raft on the shores of the Hudson to play with the Yankees.
Live look at NFC South defenses...
There are a lot of people out there talking about how the Saints are rebuilding. The proper term would be 'retooling'. This is still a team that is built to contend now, it's just not being built to win 'right now'. The Saints had all their eggs in one basket last year. The only problem was they didn't check their expiration date. Half the damn eggs were stinking up the SuperDome mere games into the season. The extension of Ingram, plus the addition of Spiller, plus the potential Cooks and any other offensive weapons this team adds in the draft or free agency, has this team looking very reminiscent of when Sean Payton first took over the Saints. With an aging Drew Brees I find it silly to think that the Saints are giving up on the season. Based on talent and potential alone, is this team any worse than the one that puttered it's way to a 7-9 finish last year? I don't think they are, and they are far from done. Let the craziness ensue...
Grubbs Traded
Give him some KC Masterpiece and pray for the Kansas City Chiefs quarterback. Good soldier, worked hard, fell off a cliff talent wise. The Saints biggest need on offense is a solid offensive line. When Brees has time he can turn dog piss to wine. Sadly, Grubbs was not supplying that, and he was not supplying it at a hefty price tag. It's pretty clear the Saints are in the midst of a youth movement as well as an attitude adjustment. This move solves both. Kenny Stills Traded I liked Kenny Stills. With that said, for a 3rd round pick in a deep draft and the potential resurgence of a starting linebacker in Danell Ellerbe, he can kick rocks, pound sand, and play in traffic. The team has been tight lipped about why Stills, coming off a 900+ yard season, fell out of favor. Either way, the return on investment of Kenny, a former 5th round pick, far exceeds his value, especially when he doesn't have Drew Brees throwing him the ball. The fact of the matter is that every wide receiver that lines up in New Orleans is replaceable. That's not to say that talent at wideout isn't important, it's just to say that it is easier to replace with the accuracy of Drew Brees. So, if Sean Payton and Co. think that Stills is expendable, I will kick the ass of the horse that he rides out of town on. Oh and...
Let's make it happen Loomis, In Payton we trust.
Yahoo- "I hate to mention it because of what happened afterwards, but (he should be saying) the kinds of stuff Bill Cosby used to say," Giuliani told radio host John Gambling on a M 970 THE ANSWER , according to the Daily News.Cosby has repeatedly spoken out publicly to criticize the African American community for perpetuating a culture of violence. However, Cosby's reputation has been tainted in recent years as he now faces a series of claims he sexually assaulted women throughout his career. Despite Cosby's fall from grace, Giuliani opted to reference the comedian as he expressed his disgust with Obama. He also said the president is unfairly targeting the law enforcement community in the wake of police violence against African Americans that fueled racially charged protests in Ferguson, Missouri and New York. The Republican said Obama is ignoring the "enormous amount of crime" in the African American community due to "historical" reasons, according to the News. "It is the obligation of the President to explain ... that our police are the best in the world," Giuliani said, adding, "It all starts at the top. It's the tone that's set by the President." Rudy Guliani enacting how all of us felt when we started to read this..... Well, bah humbug, Rudy Guliani pulling up his suspenders and coming in guns'-a-blazin'. No better way to make yourself heard than suggest to the president of the United States that he start modeling himself after a serial rapist. Is Guliani wrong? Well, that's debatable. The madness from the Michael Brown and Eric Garner instances, as well as the subsequent riots, has died down. However, it is still a very polarizing topic. I think as a society we have already spent far too much time debating the rights and actions of law enforcement officials. However, despite the fact that Guliani makes a valid point that many would agree with, he's still flat out wrong. Hey Rudy, do you have a TV? You want to do yourself a favor and watch it every now and then? Bill Cosby kind of lost his title as a role model and source of intellect when he penetrated half of Hollywood nonconsensually. You couldn't have thought of another outspoken black person that is very critical of his own? Hell, the guy that once infamously proclaimed, "I am not a role model" is a million times the role model than Bill Cosby could ever hope to be. Charles Barkley has always been critical of those of a similar background and skin color. Talk about irony. The man they call 'Chuck', who spares no insults on the portly women of San Antonio, and once said "if they paid me enough, I would work for the Klan", is a better example to our youth than Cliff Huxtable. The problem with using Bill Cosby as an example is that it overrides his actual point. No one is talking about what Guliani was actually referring to, they are only talking about the fact that he proposed that Obama should act like the guy who got caught putting his pudding pop in far too many unconscious Jell-O molds. It's called social awareness Rudy. You used to be Mayor, should you know what that is? Hey, Obama rapes us all every day. Just take a look at your paycheck. But that doesn't mean he should be spoken of in the same breath as someone that has compromised the livelihood of hundreds of women.
Columbus Dispatch- Ohio State began investigating Handrahan after the university received on Nov. 24 an anonymous complaint of sexual harassment involving Handrahan. The complaint came from a faculty member or instructor who said a student-athlete in class had shared that Handrahan made sexually explicit comments to “many” players on the team. That complaint came a day after an incident at an airport on the way back from a series at North Dakota. Witnesses stated that Handrahan and assistant coach Carson Duggan were “intoxicated and unprofessional” and arrived at the airport smelling of alcohol after missing the team bus to the airport. According to witnesses in the report, Handrahan made sexual comments or innuendos about female players and their relationships with their boyfriends, and he routinely used sexually explicit or vulgar language during practices and in games. Witnesses said that he occasionally implored his players to “get horny for the puck” during practice, a term that players found inappropriate. Witnesses also said Handrahan regularly spoke to players in a belittling or condescending tone, and several described him as a “bully.” In one instance, according to the report, a player asked Handrahan to stop yelling at her during a meeting and the coach responded by saying, “I haven’t yelled. Do you want me to show you what yelling is?” Nate Handrahan is a middle aged man, and a hockey coach. So when reports of sexually explicit language start making the rounds don't expect me to be shocked. While I agree that he probably needed to step down (be fired), it wasn't his fault for getting hired in the first place. This is like hiring Jerry Sandusky to be your party planner and getting upset when all the boys show up to play laser tag in speedos and shower caps. It's like making Charles Manson your head chef and being outraged when you find a finger in the casserole. Maybe don't make Bill Cosby your bartender, see where I am going with this? Middle aged white men are prone to corny jokes and inappropriate comments about women. It's not their fault. It's in their DNA. How many times have you been around your father and he's said something creepy that made you place your head firmly in your hands? The difference is that most of the time it happens in an unthreatening situation. Why do you think they have to hold sexual harassment seminars in the workplace? At a certain age the line between social interaction and sexual inappropriateness gets blurred dramatically. All things considered, "get horny for the puck" isn't that bad. Take into account were dealing with a guy that was apparently intoxicated around a bunch of co-eds, and hasn't had sex with anything but his hand in the last two years, and the comment starts to explain itself. You think Nate was enjoying his life? Pretty sure that his life didn't turn out how he expected. Can't imagine his dream job was to be a women's hockey coach. Cut him some slack for taking out his frustrations with a couple misplaced slips of the tongue. His biggest mistakes were not being drunk ALL the time, and misunderstanding the phrase "the period is over". And let's not let the ladies Buckeyes off the hook completely on this one. No, they shouldn't have to deal with suggestive comments from their coach. But on the other hand, crying about your hockey coach being a 'bully' is the most feminine thing of all time. You want to play a man's sport then act like that jockstrap is actually protecting something. Hockey coaches yell, it's what they do. Watch '24/7' for me one time ladies. I think intimidation is the first thing you learn as a hockey coach. Fear leads to respect and discipline. If you don't like it, go play field hockey. How many men, coaches or not, can relate to this comment, "I haven't yelled, do you want me to show you what yelling is?" Fucking women. Can't be happy until their coach shares the same menstrual cycle. Hockey is about blood, sweat, and tears, and I'm not talking about the kind that you involuntarily secrete once a month. Grow up ladies. Grow. Up.
Independent- Officials in the US have sparked controversy by approving a powdered alcohol that can be mixed into drinks, snorted or even sprinkled onto food. Federal regulators last year briefly gave the green light to the makers of Palcohol before changing their decision, saying they should not have done so. Nope. Don't like it. Don't like it one bit. Honestly, couldn't give you a good reason. As an alcohol enthusiast, of sorts, you would think I would be steadfast in my support of a more convenient way to partake in it's abuse. It just doesn't feel right. This may damn well signal the end of society as we know it. Half the reason that people don't spend the entire day completely hammered is because it is frowned upon to walk down the street with a 5th of vodka in your pocket at 9am. You can't just stroll into your place of employment and use the company fridge to house a 6 pack for when the afternoon starts to drag. You know that 2:30 feeling that 5 hour energy always talks about? Why chug a sour shot of artificial energy when you can just pour a little 'Fun Dip' into your coffee mug. You know why people aren't drunk every single day after work? Because you would feel like a bag of shit sitting in a bar by yourself every afternoon, or having a recycling bin filled to the brim with empty bottles of wine. One time, I hockey taped a small bottle of Captain Morgan to my thigh to sneak it into a Rutgers football game. You want to know what would make that story far less cool? Putting a pack of powder in my pocket and casually walking through security. Half the fun of drinking in places where you aren't supposed to be drinking is the risk involved in doing so. Their is no risk if you are essentially walking around with a pack of alcoholic 'Crystal Lite' in your jeans. Before I leave the house I always do the 'phone, wallet, keys' check. Pretty sure that 4th pocket wasn't created for a conveniently sized packet of bad decisions. Palcohol: US regulators approve powdered alcohol that can be mixed with water, snorted or sprinkled onto cereal Look at that headline? Does that sound like a good idea? Listen if you want to snort mind altering substances up your nose, have at it. What people want to do with their free time is their own business. However, I refuse to believe it's a good idea to legalize it. Any time someone snorts shit up their nostril they should be potentially putting themselves at risk of at least a misdemeanor. Imagine walking in on someone doing lines off a toilet seat, and they can just say "don't get the wrong idea, it's only alcohol". Or you pass a rolled up dollar bill to a friend, only for him to take a bump and proclaim "what the fuck man? I thought this was a powdered Cosmo". You know how many drug dealers are going to get filthy rich of naive kids? Selling them a $40 dime bag of Powderita when they are looking for some nose candy. Is this a news article, or a suggestion on how to use powdered alcohol to ruin your livelihood? Sprinkled on to cereal? Who would have even thought of that if they didn't read it in bold letters on a "news outlet"? I don't even approve of this nonsense and it sounds like the best idea ever. Who wouldn't want a little cocktail IN their breakfast? Talk about a kickstart. It's like a poor man's brunch every single week day. That'll make work a little more bearable. If you manage to get their without t-boning a telephone pole. “Potential for abuse isn’t grounds for us to deny a label,” Hogue told the AP. Do you even regulate bro? Of course the potential for abuse is grounds to deny a label. That's why they don't put Percocet on the shelf next to Advil. That's why Xanex bars aren't the highest seller at CVS. Why do you think prohibition existed? Potential for abuse is the reason that bars and crack houses aren't one and the same. You're telling me it's still illegal in some places to smoke a little weed on my free time, but I'm encouraged to put an alcohol shaker next to the salt and pepper? Lipsmark's website said Palcohol was the invention of Mark Phillips and that a patent was being sought. And the reason he came up with the idea?
"Mark is an active guy...hiking, biking, camping, kayaking. After hours of an activity, he sometimes wanted to relax and enjoy a refreshing adult beverage. But those activities, and many others, don't lend themselves to lugging heavy bottles of wine, beer or spirits. The only liquid he wanted to carry was water," says the website. "Mark is a very active alcoholic, and his desire to stay in shape was getting in the way of being completely shit bombed at all times. You can't be halfway through a hike while simultaneously sitting on a barstool." I actually respect this guy's reasoning. Everything is better drunk, even if it is physical activity. When's the last time you had sober sex? Exactly. Time flies when you are 3 sheets to the wind. If I could make my time in the gym seemingly cut in half I would do so in a heartbeat. Drunk kayaking? Sign me up. Bombed on a bicycle? Don't mind if I do. Unfortunately for this guy, powdered alcohol is going to be used in the exact opposite way it was intended. Is there is a disclaimer on the back that says "only to be used after hours of exertion of energy"? If people can just subtly mix a cocktail into whatever they are drinking, whenever they are drinking it, the last thing they are going to be worried about is burning some calories beforehand. Live look at Mark Phillips.... 24/7 Sports- When asked about why the hottest free agent on the market decided to sign with the Dolphins, he admitted the No. 1 factor was the reported six-year, $114 million contract they offered him. "I would say money is the most important factor," Suh said at his introductory press conference on Wednesday. "I think at all levels, players in the NFL want to be rewarded in many different ways. To me, there’s lots of opportunities to be rewarded. Obviously money is one of them, being able to set up your family. But at the same time, being able to be with a strong group of cast members that I’m sitting next to as well as in this building." Well, they say the worst thing you can do for a new relationship is have it be based off a lie. Safe to say that's not the case here. In a field where athletes, coaches, and executives spend most of the time mindlessly dropping an endless stream of cliches, and blatantly taking out both sides of their mouth, it's refreshing to hear someone tell it like it is. And you know, I'm not quite sure why it is frowned upon. The NFL is a business. You've seen that with the Jimmy Graham and Shady McCoy trades. Executives make decisions based on money all the time. Players that suffer injuries trying to help the team win get cut all the time. Nothing is guaranteed in the NFL so you better sign off on as much money as possible when you can. Is it really hard to believe that someone like Suh doesn't have some super commendable reason for signing in Miami? By all counts, he's not exactly the nicest guy in the world. The guy nearly gets suspended once out of every two games. He's going to need that paycheck to cover the inevitably high sum of fines he is will undoubtedly ring up over the next five years. It's hypocritical for fans to expect any other reason for signing that contract. 95% of society, outside of professional sports, makes decisions based on their bottomline. When is the last time you told your boss you would stay for less money because you really like your current place of employment? Why are professional sports the only line of work where the desire for the almighty dollar is stigmatized? If football players weren't persuaded by money than no one would ever sign off to play on the Jacksonville Jaguars. These guy aren't accountants, or lawyers, or doctors. They aren't working until they are 60. They have a small window to guarantee themselves a lifetime of financial support. Athletes generally start off introductory press conferences by talking about the stability of the franchise, or how much they like the coaching staff, or the promise of the roster. All those things are ever changing, but that $60 million guaranteed is written in stone. Such may be wearing different team colors next year for all we know, but that money is always going to be green. E! Online- The jerseys that Salvo Sports manufactures of the Indonesian soccer team Pusamania Borneo come with very specific washing instructions. No, not "tumble dry low" or" hand wash only." It basically says: "go back to the 1950s and live in that time period to get this washed correctly." What it actually says is: "Give this to your woman. IT'S HER JOB." I don't know what everyone is so disgusted about. Do you know the cultural idiosyncrasies in Indonesia? Exactly, neither do I. I'm actually impressed. I'm surprised they let women do anything in Indonesia. The ability to do laundry must have been recently instituted. Finally, giving women some rights Indonesia, good for you! That's what I call being progressive. So what that in America telling a woman to cook you dinner and do your laundry is socially frowned upon. This jersey wasn't made in America. You want your clothing to be United States appropriate ? Buy it from an American clothing outlet. It's not Indonesia's fault that American made products are as fragile as Derrick Rose's ankle or Kanye West's ego. You think people from China come over to the this fair nation of ours and start complaining that Mexican restaurants don't have chop sticks? You don't see Arabian people complaining when we portray women without their faces covered. If a certain group of people choose to have women do their laundry that is their right, who am I to judge? Shouldn't we just be happy those same women were given a right to live and not shipped down a river as a toddler? If we are being honest, women are just better at doing laundry. I'm not a complete sociopath so I don't ask women to do my laundry, but if I could I would. What you call sexist I call excellent facilitation of chores. Men are better at math, science, and sports and women are better at english, social skills, and cleaning, those are just cognitive facts. We are blessed with certain God given abilities and we shouldn't hesitate to embrace them. Women clean, men do taxes. If we are being honest I would rather clean than crunch numbers. God forbid Indonesia looks out for the longevity of the jersey instead of the feelings of another country's citizens. Is it a little bit wrong to refer to laundry as a women's job? Yeah, sure, but I don't know how women in Indonesia earn a paycheck. Hell, if Indonesia is anything like America then there is an Asian women running a dry cleaners on every corner. In that case, the tag isn't too far off. If we want the wording to be more true to form it should say "give the jersey to your Indonesian* woman". There, everybody wins.
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See, I told you this trade was the right move. By all accounts this girl seems pretty smart. You don't just wear glasses and show up to school dressed like an 85 year grandmother in her Sunday best unless you are intelligent. That's all she's got? "He is a really good player"? Open your eyes sweetheart, really good players get moved every year. You just not going to acknowledge the constant injuries and the dropped passes? Ever heard of this thing called a salary cap? Probably won't find any information about that in your math book. No one ever said that roster moves were based on popular opinion. Let me clear this up for you, Mickey Loomis does not give a fuck what you think. With that said, every time I acknowledge that Jimmy Graham is going to Seattle, of all places, I want to throw on an ugly dress, go lay in bed, and suck my thumb until all the sad goes away.
Oh, and look who it is now. Hey Drew, YOU'RE NOT HELPING!!!
— Drew Brees (@drewbrees) March 11, 2015
I actually have to sympathize with all parties involved here. The little girl and her mother, Drew and his son. Finding out your favorite player got moved as a kid is like finding out a loved one passed away. What do you think sucks more for Drew Brees, losing his top red zone target or explaining to his kid that Uncle Jimmy won't be coming around anymore? He would probably rather tell him where babies come from, or tell him his favorite show got canceled, or that they are putting down the family dog. As a child you just have that wide eyed optimism that sports are all about winning and the world is one great big place where everyone loves each other and financial disputes don't exist. How does Drew even approach this? "But why Daddy?". "Because son, our defense is softer than your teddy bear's ass". Generally speaking I think I took player transactions I disapproved with harder than getting dumped. Finding out Claude Lemieux was no longer a Devil was worse than finding out there was no Santa Clause. Pretty sure I smoked my first cigarette when Kenyon Martin got traded from the Nets in 2004, and I wasn't even a little kid anymore. Thank God for 'adulthood', booze, and it's ability to fix all the bad in the world. Because make no mistake, Jimmy Graham in a jersey that is straight out of an EDM concert is all sorts of wrong.
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P.S. Got to respect "wherever Jimmy Graham goes is where I go". I think that empty threat has been said 1,000 times and it hasn't been genuine once. Listen little lady, trust me on this, you don't want to go to Seattle. You think the high suicide rate is a coincidence. Seattle in the winter is the closest thing to the apocalypse. Spend an entire season that isn't summer in Seattle and I am pretty sure you will forget how to smile halfway through. I would be surprised if you could find one person that lives year round in Seattle that still believes in God.
USA Today- Martin Brodeur is a retired New Jersey Devils legend, but nowadays he makes his money as an advisor to the St. Louis Blues. On Tuesday night, the Blues were playing the Winnipeg Jets, but Brodeur was consumed by the Devils’ game against the Minnesota Wild that was playing on TV. I tried to tell everyone when Marty signed with the Blues that it was just about continuing his playing career. I tried to tell them that his acceptance of a job in the St. Louis front office was merely him getting acclimated to being an executive before returning to New Jersey in the near future. I tried to tell them that his lack of kind words for the Devils during a Blues retirement press conference meant next to nothing. That if anything the oversight was his way of making his future retirement ceremony, the one that will take place in his home, The Prudential Center, that much more intimate and meaningful. Now I'm just here to tell you that I told you so. It's not worth being right if you don't get to tell people they were wrong. Think about it, why else would Marty be watching this game? It wasn't some incredibly intriguing game. Other than a competitive first period the Devils all but soiled themselves for the better part of the night. The only reason that Marty would be watching that game intently is because he would flat out rather watch the Devils than the Blues. I've watched sporting events from suites at other sporting events. Know what the common theme was? I never gave a shit about the outcome of the game I was actually at. Don't tell me Marty would rather be a member of the Blues when he is about to strain a neck muscle to avoid watching the Blues in favor of a meaningless Devils game. What's the one thing that you are destined to do when you start a new position? That's right, you're probably going to make a pretty blatant mistake. People will understand and most likely 'the new guy' won't get crucified for it, but a fuck up or two in a new work environment is nearly inevitable. Why would Marty risk making a costly misstep for a franchise whose success he is directly invested in? The St. Louis Blues job is just the rough draft before he starts working on the final product in New Jersey. It takes a lot more than losing your virginity to become a cocksman. Taking a job in middle America was was his way of saying that he wasn't prepared to have a valuable role in a successful organization. Marty didn't want a hand out from a franchise with a championship pedigree. He wanted to work his way up from the metaphorical mail room in STL. You don't get thrown in the deep end without throwing on some swimmies and turning the shallow end into your personal bathroom. You've got to walk before you can run, and it's pretty event the Devils organization plans on hitting the ground running next year. It's good to know that Marty is just like all of us. More worried about catching up on his favorite teams instead of doing his job. I bet he sits in Blues meetings scrolling through Devils box scores and reading the Fire & Ice blog. Probably pulls up a separate tab to sneak in some Devils highlights between assignments. Poor St. Louis. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. You just keep molding that masterpiece so we can perfect it and rightfully make it ours. NOLA.com- Lewis, who grew up on the city's West Bank, told ESPN reporter Mike Triplett that he was unhappy about the team being broken up and wanted the last three years of his contract guaranteed. Otherwise, he would like to be released or traded, or he won't show up for offseason team activities.
"I think it's time for me to take my talent somewhere else," Lewis wrote on his Instagram page. "I only want fairness. I would love to stay and play for my hometown but I only want to be treated fairly." Later, Lewis struck a more conciliatory tone. "I want to be here, probably more than any Saints player ever," he wrote. "I would die for my team. If we was 0-16, I would want to be here." You know when you wake up with a bad hangover and have a a bunch of things to do, but all you want to do is put your head under the pillow and sleep forever? I get the impression that is exactly how the entire Saints fan base feels today. I already blogged about how as crazy as it may seem, that trading Jimmy Graham might have been the right move, but this? This I can't deal this with. Too much emotion for one day. I'm pretty sure I now know how it feels when women have their period. I'm basically bi-polar. One minute I am laughing, the next minute I am crying. I don't know which way is up. I don't know who I am mad at so I am just mad at everybody. I just want to eat away my sorrow and wash it down with unGodly amounts of booze and my tears. If my breasts start feeling bloated I am just going to throw on a black and gold dress and call it a day. The Saints are purging their roster like a 12 year old kid starting his Madden season. Damn near every player on the team has their own source that says they might be getting moved. You know in the movie 'Inception' where they keep dropping into different dream states? Finding out about Jimmy Graham felt like one big bad dream that got incepted by a Keenan Lewis-less nightmare. Someone needs to wake me up before I'm in stuck in this horrible 'Aint's' limbo forever. The Saints trade their most effective offensive weapon to a conference rival and an hour later their best defensive player is demanding a trade? What in the fuck is going on? This is soap opera worthy. I get that Keenan Lewis is upset about the uncertainty surrounding the team, but was this really the time Keenan? Did you have to take to instagram? The Who Dat Nation basically just had their dog put down and now you are informing them that their father is terminally ill. This is like dropping a dildo in the middle of Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras. Seemed like a good idea at the time, but the outcome is going to be far from pretty. Anarchy and debauchery are about to ensue. Ever heard of a grace period? Maybe a 24 hour rule? You don't confront someone when they are emotionally vulnerable Keenan. That's not the best way to get the fans on your side. It is, on the other hand, the best way to get an irrationally upset fan base to start questioning the franchise that still currently employs you. Whatever Lewis wants, the Saints better make it happen, and make it happen with a smile on their face. If there is one player, other than Drew Brees, that this team cannot afford to lose it is Keenan Lewis. In a year marred by awful defensive play and a questionable effort on that side of the ball, Lewis was the lone bright spot. The only player that didn't quit. The only player that overcame injuries and still managed to play at high level. With the way the Saints secondary performed last year, losing 'No Fly Zone' would all but guarantee them a bottom 5 defense. He wants to be here, and he plays like it. On a team that has been bleeding leadership since last offseason, Lewis remains a calming influence in the locker room and vocal leader of this team. That's why this rant is so surprising. I don't know what the Saints are trying to do, but if Lewis and Graham walk out of that locker room on the same day they are basically giving up on the Drew Brees era. I get that the Saints are in salary cap purgatory, but Lewis is the one player that actually outperformed his contract last year. He's one player that gives it his all regardless of the situation. Keenan Lewis wants more than anything to be a Saint, and I can't imagine that the Saints don't feel the same way about him. Can we get the nonsense resolved before I have to make myself a vicodin colada with bottom shelf liquor for dinner? The NFL is a business more than any other professional sport, and nothing is guaranteed in business. However, if guaranteeing money for the heartbeat of this team is what it takes to not guarantee a repeat of last year they should sign on the bottom line right now. I think everyone surrounding this team realizes that changes needed to be made, but this change would undoubtedly be for the worse. Don't make it happen Loomis. CBS Sports- The Saints have finalized a trade that will send tight end Jimmy Graham to the Seahawks in exchange for Max Unger and a Seattle first-round draft pick, FOX Sports' Jay Glazer reports. New Orleans would also part ways with their fourth-round selection. Adam Schefter of ESPN reported that the deal was made official, per a Seahawks official. I'm not going to lie. This hurts. Kind of like stubbing your toe and getting kicked in the dick directly after. I'm not sure what sucks more. The fact that I no longer have the pleasure of rooting for Jimmy or that I now have to root against him. Graham in a Seahawk jersey just isn't right. Partially because it is the spawn of an XFL prototype and a badly lit neon bar sign, but mostly because he was a beloved Saint. A beloved member of the Who Dat Nation that also happened to be one of the greatest tight ends to ever grace the gridiron. A matchup nightmare that made life easier on the offense, and most notably his quarterback. With that said, this trade isn't nearly as detrimental as it looks on paper. Would I have preferred to trade Graham to the AFC? Of course. Would I prefer that he wasn't a member of the back to back to NFC champions? Absolutely. However, football is a business, and sometimes you have to worry about your own bottomline first. What's the right move for the Saints is what needs to be done, regardless if it may potentially help another team as well. The fact is that Graham's $10 million dollar per year contract was doing more to hinder the Saints from being a championship contender than help it. Tight ends, no matter how talented they may be, do not win championships. Quarterbacks win championships. Defenses win championships. Offensive and defensive lines win championships. The luxury of an absolute mutant at tight end does not. That's exactly what Graham is, a 10 million dollar luxury. A luxury that came at the expense of talent at far more important positions. Jimmy Graham's numbers are undeniable, but they also hide a glaring weakness. Over the last two years, Graham has faced the previous two SuperBowl winners a total of three times. The result? Three games, four catches, fifty yards combined. The sample size can be debated, but Jimmy Graham, to this point, has disappeared in big games. It's not just minuscule numbers that are worrisome. In games where the opponent makes a strategical point to get physical with him, his production his drastically hindered. Not only has it been hindered, it has been hindered by players far more diminutive in stature. For a player as big and strong as Graham, he is certainly fighting uphill against the 'soft' label. It's all well and good when he is putting up 150 and 2 touchdowns against the 25th ranked defense. However, when the going gets tough and the games get more meaningful, the 6'7, 265 pound freak has fallen short of living up to his paycheck. It would be disingenuous of me to ignore that Graham has played the better part of the last two seasons with nagging injuries. While they can be used an excuse, they are also part of the problem. For someone so physically gifted, Jimmy gets banged up a lot. He should be commended for playing through such injuries, but he has certainly not been close to the same player while doing so. The dropped passes, the shying away from contact, and the inability to block have all haunted Graham's career, but they are readily looked past when he makes highlight reel touchdown catches. I think what many are forgetting is that the Saints offense has been a juggernaut since 2006, far before the emergence of Jimmy Graham. Drew Brees is much like Tom Brady. Their accuracy and ability to throw their receivers open has a positive effect on every single member of the offense. Look at the pass catchers that the Saints have left go to greener pastures...Donte Stallworth, Joe Horn, Jeremy Shockey, Devery Hendersen, Robert Meachem, Lance Moore. While none of those players possess the potential of JG, they were all easily replaced. None of them had nearly the same impact elsewhere. The talents of Drew Brees render high paid talents at the skill positions unnecessary. Not to downplay the abilities of Jimmy Graham, but the system, the head coach, and the quarterback were every bit as responsible for turning him into one of the league's best as his skill set was. If the Saints have hopes of once again becoming a Super Bowl contender, the money is simply better spent elsewhere. While a much cheaper option at the tight end position won't produce at the same level, he could certainly give you more bang for your buck. I don't want to degrade Graham. he's been a model citizen, a great teammate, and a pleasure to root for, but sometimes organizations have to make unpopular choices for the betterment of the team. I liken this deal to the Shady McCoy trade. An overpaid player that can help your team, but whose production won't be the difference between raising a Lombardi trophy or not. The Saints likely got the most productive years of Graham's career at a drastically lower price point than he has now. I wish I could wish him the best of luck, but in reality I hope he and Earl Thomas knock each other unconscious in practice. Look at the bright side Jimmy, at least then you'll have an excuse to disappear in big games. The addition of one of the best centers in the league, Max Unger, should solidify a crucial part of the Drew Brees and the Saints success, the offensive line. The additional first round pick opens up a ton of options in terms of bringing in young talent at much less of a cost. As much as this trade hurts the heart, it may very well heal the team. Like all trades, time will tell, but it's certainly not a forgone conclusion that the Saints lost this one, no matter how wrong it feels. Now I just have to avoid seeing this.... P.S. I would be lying if I said that this wouldn't hurt more if Jimmy Graham was still allowed to dunk on the goal post. That's just the child in me. I legit think that Graham's ability to dunk is worth an extra $3 million dollars a year, and no one can convince me otherwise. You think Gronk would be the same player without the spike? Facts are facts. The Seahawks are paying for the dunks of years past. Jimmy without the dunk is basically standard definition television, essentially exactly the same but far less enjoyable to watch. It's like having a girlfriend that puts on a few pounds. She's still the same person just a little less valuable.
Yahoo Sports- Two nights before Aaron Hernandez is alleged to have been involved in the murder of Odin Lloyd, the former New England Patriots star tried to hook up with the babysitter of his young daughter.
The incident took place at a suburban Boston apartment Hernandez rented in addition to the nearby McMansion that he called home with his fiancée and daughter. The babysitter, Jennifer Fortier, testified Monday that they kissed in one of the apartment's bedrooms but then she rebuffed Hernandez's advancements. "I pushed him away," Fortier, now 28, said of the early morning encounter. "I told him, 'I'm your Nanny. I can't do this.' … He understood and said it was OK." Hernandez, now 25, then went to sleep. Fortier called a car service to come get her and a girlfriend who was also present. Also asleep in the apartment was Lloyd, the murder of whom Hernandez is standing trial for in Bristol County (Mass.) Superior Court. Two days later, Fortier babysat for Hernandez and his live-in fiancée Shayanna Jenkins. Fortier was paid $250 for four hours of work, a rather fine rate ($62.50 an hour) and far above her usual $20 per hour. Truth be told, I refuse to read this whole story. I have no idea what Hernandez trying to plug his babysitter has to do with anything. All it proves to me is that he probably watches too much pornography. I can't even begin to imagine how his poor choice of women to pursue could possibly make him any guiltier than he already is. The guy has like a dozen skeletons in his closet. That's not even a metaphor. There may very well be dead bodies in Hernandez' closet. I refuse to put anything past a man this stupid. In fact, I think the only reason this trial is taking this long is because everyone is so perplexed by how someone could be so bad at crime. It's almost like he seems too guilty to be guilty. Like in CSI when they spend the whole episode leading you to believe someone did it, only to throw you a curveball at the end. Hernandez could have picked a woman out of a hat and there would have been a 90% chance he could sleep with her without much effort. Instead he choose the only female that lives in the house part time and sees his finance sees on a daily basis. At what point do we start holding her accountable, by the way? You don't just live with the worst criminal/cheater on the planet and not be considered an accomplice. My God, the man can't even have a workplace relationship right. Come on Aaron, you're supposed to get something from your employee before you decide to increase their pay. You're ruining it for men everywhere. If women find out they can still receive preferential treatment in the workplace without putting out the entire balance of power is thrown off. The entire phenomenon of sleeping with your boss to get ahead will go extinct faster than Ray Allen's acting career. I don't think I have ever killed anything bigger than an insect and I consider myself a better criminal than Hernandez. Rule #1 Aaron, if you want to get away with killing someone, try to be subtle in all other aspects of life. Don't go around heaving money at your babysitter like you are Pacman Jones in a titty bar. Don't get caught on camera twirling your guns around like Yosemite Sam. And maybe, just maybe, don't spread you're DNA around town like you are passing out flyers for your lost puppy. Those seem simple enough, no? Good Lord, I think I could write a book called 'The Perfect Crime' and each chapter would just be a written account of the exact opposite of what Hernandez has done as this trial has transpired. I don't even know why he is fighting so hard to get acquitted. What's the over/under on another murder charge once he's let back into the wild? 24 hours? The guy was born to go to prison. This may make me a bad person, but this picture is never not funny. So About That Racist Oklahoma Frat House...Seems They Employed A Black Chef That Is Now Out Of A Job3/10/2015 Daily Mail- Oklahoma University alumni are rallying around an African American chef who has been forced out of his job at the school's disgraced fraternity after footage emerged of members performing a racist chant.
Howard has worked at Sigma Alpha Epsilon for more than 15 years, cooking raved-about chili dogs and cheering students with his 'infectious smile', former members say. But on Monday, his role was terminated after the university closed SAE with immediate effect. It was a reaction to a video of fraternity brothers chanting 'There will never be a n***** in SAE' to the tune of If You're Happy And You Know It. Generally speaking, I am wholeheartedly against kick starters and internet fundraisers. Most of the time they are for very stupid causes. Take this girl for example, who is raising money simply because she wants to get dicked down at the Mayweather/Pacquiao fight. The whole concept of sites like 'GoFundMe' is essentially internet panhandling. If I wanted to give a dollar to someone that has done nothing to deserve it I would take to the streets. Do the people that beg on the street corner deserve the money more? Absolutely not, but at least they have to live like damn savages. Don't ask me for a dollar you didn't earn from the comfort of your own home. Go sleep in a box. Don't shower for a week. Grow your beard out and rub some mud on your face. At least show me you're trying. Technology has made people so damn lazy that they are making homeless people look ambitious. Making people that call the sidewalk home look like go-getters. What a world. With that said, I am about to donate my entire wallet to this cause. Take my credit cards. Hungry? Use my grocery card. Here are my keys. Take the car. Need a place to sleep? Take the bed and I'lll take the couch. I almost feel like that's not enough. What's this guy's number? I'll give him a ring and cook him dinner for the next month. If I had a girlfriend I would let him fuck her in the position of his choosing. Is there anyone in a shittier situation than this guy? There are people on death row looking at this guy's conundrum like "nah, I'm good here". Imagine waking up to find out you no longer had a job. Now imagine the reason that you didn't have job is because the people that employ you are a bunch of racists dickheads that would hang you from a tree if you decided not to make them dinner one night. Listen, this guy was getting paid for his services, but there's no way a bunch of delusional, self entitled frat boys didn't think of Howard as a slave of sorts. You can't even dream up a scenario that bad. This dude was basically a servant for a bunch of kids that didn't even respect his right to live. Then the same kids got him fired because they weren't even decent enough to hide their racism behind closed doors. These goddamn kids didn't even give the guy that put blood, sweat, and hopefully semen into their food the opportunity to quit out of pride. He had to find out he was jobless while also finding out that the job he lost after 15 years was one step above whips and chains. I'm not sure what amount of money can help a man endure that level of disrespect and deceit, but this kind old bastard deserves every cent of it. Give him the money. Give him all the money. And by the grace of God he will be the one to light the torch when these kids get burned at the stake. P.S. Don't you dare think for a second that this guy didn't get the job because he looked like 'Chef' from South Park. With their age bracket and their apparent sense of 'humor' the irony is far too strong. These despicable assholes probably laughed about that everyday in between black jokes and Klan meetings. CNN- A Saturday video showing party-bound fraternity members on a bus chanting a racial epithet found its way anonymously to the school newspaper and a campus organization, which both promptly publicized the nine-second clip. The students on the bus clap and pump their fists as they boisterously chant, "There will never be a ni**** SAE. You can hang him from a tree, but he can never sign with me." By Sunday night, SAE's national chapter had suspended the University of Oklahoma members and threatened lifelong suspensions for anyone responsible for the chant, but Boren took it a step further. You know what the fucked up thing is about this video? I am not all that surprised that there are still people out there that think this way. With that said, to see this thought process as institutionalized as it is in this video is unbelievable. I don't even understand how in this day in age you can find that many people that would agree to chant this 'song' and have them in one place at one time. I'm sure pledges and fraternity hopefuls are encouraged to partake in this, but is having friends and making connections really as important as not being a self righteous bigot? I never understood the allure of greek life. Mostly because I refuse to be anyone's bitch under any circumstances. However, If I were a submissive college freshman I would like to think I would be a little bit better about standing up for myself and basic human rights. Get paddled on the ass, go stand outside naked in the snow, wakeup at 3AM and recite the fraternities bylaws, but maybe stop short of endorsing one of the most barbaric forms of execution in human history. Are you guys learning anything over there in Oklahoma? I'm not saying anyone should be chanting blatantly racist things, but if you so choose, maybe do so in private. I know the sky, as well as pretty much everything else in your world, is white, but a vast majority of society is pretty open to the fact that people of a different skin color are still people too. Statistics show that if you go all 'KKK' in front of an entire bus load of people someone is going to out you as the prejudice piece of shit that you are. If I am a male member of greek life at the University of Oklahoma I am fresh out. I am not talking about this specific frat. I am talking any frat. Loyalty to the letters my ass. I would rather have a heartbeat than a place to party on weekdays. You think the people that your neighbors just insinuated would be better off hanging from trees are paying attention to which symbol is embroidered across your chest? Sigma, Zeta, Beta, Delta, it doesn't fucking matter. All are now 1,000x more likely to end up with a Kappa in their ass. Want to take the chance that this guy simply mistakes you for a member of SAE? What good is brotherhood if I potentially have to see the hood in that brother? A "sorry, I thought you were from the racist frat" doesn't fix facial disfigurement. What are two groups of people that you don't want to piss off at a prestigious college football school? That's right. The players, and the rabid fan base. Can't say the boys of SAE are going to be too popular around campus when this gets out.... |
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