Monday, April 11, 2005

The Weekend Wrap

I told you people I was back in the swing of things. Be sure to check in all week, the updates will be coming fast and furious. The Baseball preview edition is coming on Tuesday and at least another update before I leave for vacation on Thursday afternoon, to the beautiful Hilton Head Island and the Heritage Golf Tournament at Harbor Town.

Things we learned:

- Riddick Bowe is still alive, and apparently making a comeback. He had a fight on national television Friday evening against some other washed up bum. Bowe had to weigh at least 350 lbs. He was spectacularly fat, I loved it. He also had more tattoo’s of people’s faces than Madonna’s had sex partners.

- The Mets suck. I know Martin will get all over me for saying this early in the season, but really, 1-5? It is just like the Metropolitans to spend a bunch of money and still suck. Their fans must be going loony up in NY. They will get things straightened out, but it is still fun to see them suffer.

- Four of the NBA’s top players may very well not be appearing in this years NBA Postseason. That tells me for as much as an individual game Pro Basketball is, you still need teammates to help you win. So all the haters of the NBA game are wrong, it is still a team game. All of these guys are in somewhat different situations; Kevin Garnett’s teammates just plain suck this year, Kobe Bryant ran his good teammates off, LeBron James GM is retarded and decided to fire a coach who had them in the playoffs for a coach who couldn’t win a CYO League title, and Allen Iverson’s GM traded for the biggest waste in the history of basketball. (Check the archives of this site; I believe I remarked that the Webber trade sucked, I am always right, sometimes).

Things I liked:

- The baseball season has started and there is so much excitement. Again as predicted by yours truly, that once the games started and even with a steroid suspension, nobody fucking cares. The weather is beautiful and fans are turning out to watch young take the diamond in America’s favorite past time. Excitement is high all over the league; The Indians are improved, the Tigers arte no longer a joke, the D-Backs are looking much better, the D-Rays……ok well they still suck.

- My DSL Line finally getting fixed. It has been on the fritz for about 10 days, that and work have hindered my progress on the website. Time Warner Cable was able to get a serviceman out here within 8 days of my telephone call, what a great return on investment.

- The whole opening week of Baseball. What a great week, so many good plays and exciting games. I can’t wait for the rest of the season, baseball rocks more than any other sport.


Things I disliked:

- I was at a swinging college shin dig this weekend, and I was officially that creepy old guy in the corner. I had always hovered around being that guy, but Saturday night was truly remarkable. I could see people pointing and talking about me, you know “Wow, who is the old guy over there, what is he doing here?” This party consisted mostly on under aged women, which was spectacular, but I could tell the crowd was creeped out by my presence, so of course I stayed till the very end.

- Coverage of the Masters Golf tournament disturbed me. I understand there was a ton of delays with the rain and all. But CBS has exclusive rights over this thing. Saturday morning I had to watch constant updates on the computer and golf channel, because CBS’s coverage was not starting until 3:30. Well when their coverage did kick in and we were waiting for the leaders to tee off around 5:15 you figured they could have showed me action from earlier in the day, but no I needed to watch Dick Enberg essays, god those things are dreadful. I had to hear Jim Nantz describe how his boyfriend Fred Couples back was in such pain he should not even be playing. Sunday CBS could certainly have brought there coverage on earlier. Nobody was allowed to show highlights of the third round finish which happened in the morning and had Tiger Woods move ahead of Chris DiMarco, the most dramatic part of the tournament.

- Two more quickies about The Masters, and all golf tournaments on TV. Golf announcers are always wrong, always. They could honestly have anyone announce golf and guess what this putt is going to do, or whether or not this guy can make this shot. Can Jim Nantz stop whispering? He is inside a building watching the play on monitors, why the fuck when a guy is putting on the 6th green does he have to whisper?

3 Comments:

Blogger Yurri The Fucking Giant said...

Tubby, maybe they'd be less creeped out if you actually drank at these parties!!! Try doing a cartwheel in the living room next time. Everyone loves fat guys doing cartwheels!

12:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Slipps, Do you remember when we were at a kappa sig party and you said you were gonna stand in the corner until someone came to talk to you? You stood there for like 45minutes and no talked to you!! Good times!!!
Fish

5:00 PM  
Blogger Yurri The Fucking Giant said...

Technically you should still be standing there..... Similarly one time at our first apartment Rob wanted to see how long he could go without speaking until being spoken to. We went a good 5 hours before I spoke to him...had I known he was playing this it would have lasted until he left the apartment!!

10:31 AM  

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