Showing posts with label football. Show all posts
Showing posts with label football. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

if you romo you might get plutoed

"Plutoed" was chosen 2006's Word of the Year by the American Dialect Society at its annual meeting Friday.

To "pluto" is "to demote or devalue someone or something," much like what happened to the former planet last year when the General Assembly of the International Astronomical Union decided Pluto didn't meet its definition of a planet.


great choice but i would like to add this to the list ......

to "romo" - to fuck up royally.

and romo probably is worried about being plutoed, that is if billy isn't picking him out of his teeth as we speak.

Monday, January 08, 2007

a late christmas present



this doesn't quite make up for my boys losing today but it made me smile anyway. this was my first thought when it happened.

Ray's mother: It was all that Dan Marino's fault, everyone knows that. If he would have held the ball laces out like he was supposed to, Ray would never have missed that kick. Dan Marino should die of gonorrhoea and rot in hell. Would you like a cookie, son?
Ace Ventura: (takes a cookie) What do you know, they're little footballs.
Ray's mother: Laces out!

Sunday, January 07, 2007

there's no crying in football

or i would assume there isn't because there's no crying in baseball and baseball is a pussy sport compared to football. well tonight there is crying because the giants season is over and that also means it's time to say good bye to tiki. unless by some mircle he changes his mind but i really don't see that happening. the thought of the giants without tiki is a depressing thought. at least the game wasn't a total slaughter but it's so madening that the offence tied up the game but the D couldn't stop them. the only thing that's making me feel better right now is the memory of romo from last night and this article entitled Bobble 'Boys.


farwell tiki, farewell season.

romo your name is fucking mud dude!


OMG i hope someone throws this bad boy up on youtube. i don't think i ever laughed so hard during a football game. well i lie, i think i laughed that hard once when bill parcells got ran into and he went ass over tea kettle. many won't know what the freak i'm talking about but those who do know will be laughing with me, unless you're a dallASS fan perhaps. HAHA!

Monday, November 27, 2006

i love my boys but holy freak!!!

“We will be sick about this one forever.” Thus was Tom Coughlin’s final summation of one of the most unfathomable and excruciating defeats in the Giants’ 82-year history. Leading 21-0 early in the fourth quarter, they surrendered 24 unanswered points and lost to the Tennessee Titans Sunday in LP Field, 24-21. Eli Manning was twice intercepted by Pacman Jones in the quarter and the second pick set up Rob Bironas’ game-winning 49-yard field goal with six seconds remaining.


it's so annoying when on paper they have it all. and when they're on they're awesome but then it all just goes in the crapper seemingly for no reason!! why did Plax not try to tackle that guy??!! why did Kiwanuka not make sure the QB was flat on his fucking back!?! why when one thing goes wrong can they not pull it together and make something happen!!! AAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Friday, September 29, 2006

terrell owens ....... will this fucker ever learn?

the answer is no. so did he actually try to kill himself? i can't know for sure but things don't add up to me.

1) the empty pill bottle was lying around but according to T.O. the rest of the pills were just in the drawer. but why on earth would you put pills in a drawer and leave the bottle lying around. why not throw it out? and why would take the pills out in the first place? everyone knows you keep pills in their bottles.

2) the "publicist" (and i use that name in this case loosely) according to the sworn police report says that T.O. was depressed then in the press conference claims she did not say that. why would the police make that up?

3) bill claims he did not know he was at the hospital and knew nothing at all at the time of the press conference. BULLSHIT!! you know someone called him when T.O. was taken to the hospital and he was kept up to date at every moment of the night and the following morning.

now back to the publicist ........ what street corner did he find this gem on? don't publicists normally wear dressy, sharp looking clothes? do they normally sit at a national press conference with their arms crossed and chewing gum like a cow chewing it's cud? and how unprofessional was "he has 25 million reasons to live". not to mention that is a stupid statement because many people who are rich and talented are stressed, depressed and have killed themselves. all i know is i would not want this woman telling me how to handle myself in public.