Archive for September, 2006

Well, our little MVP team sucks so bad that I almost decided to give up on this mess. But, I know that we collectively have the brainpower to put together a winning week! Dammit. So, check out the disaster if you like, but let’s rock this bitch in Week 4. Conservative coaching be damned. Nothing but locks. Nothin but studs. Win on three..

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The Suckage…

Them That Suck Among Us…

Them That Suck, Only Because We’re Jealous Of Their Godlike Ability To Predict…

Them That Didn’t Suck…

I’ll bet it was a long flight back from Seattle for the Giants last night. Just ask Jeremy Shockey. It’s too bad every game isn’t a long fourth quarter, because that seems to be the only time they can play football. The rest of the time they act like they’re on a bye.

I want to give a slap on the back to my buddy Jay Feely. As a die-hard Seahawks fan, Jay is one of my favorite Giants. Any Giants fans want to tell me why? That’s right, it’s because he missed…how many potential game-winning field goals? Oh yeah, THREE last November. LOVED him that day.

That game turned out to be a thorn in my side all year, though. Everyone kept pointing to it as proof that the Seahawks weren’t that good, that they should have lost to the better team, that they were paper tigers, blah blah blah. Never mind the faux touchdown that Shockey caught in that game, or the best record in football, or even the way the Seahawks dismantled the Panthers in the NFC Championship game. Everyone kept pointing to the Giants game as proof that they weren’t good enough to win the big one.

(By the way, don’t even think about making comments regarding a certain bowl, described as super, in which the incompetent officials conspired to give a certain Bus a ring–I know every play of that game and you will regret broaching the topic with me)

Feely was castrated in the New York press for weeks, despite the fact that the rest of the season he was pretty much perfect. All because of those three missed opportunities.

This weekend’s game could have been his redemption. Maybe he’d have another chance to kick that game-winning field goal and return home to all the liquor and hookers he could dream of.

He didn’t get that chance. He did, however, get the chance to cut the Seahawks half-time lead down to 32.

First points on the board, baby!

So here’s to you, Jay Feely, the only guy on the Giants who doesn’t share the blame for the complete pasting your team received on Sunday. Hats off to you…you’re welcome in my home anytime.

There are seven seconds left in the game. Your team is up by one point. Your 0-2 team is up by one point to a hated division rival.

There are seven seconds left in the game and the bad guys send in their kicker to attempt a 46 yard field goal to win the game.

The bad guys send in the kicker you have playing in your fantasy league to kick a 46 yard field goal.

The kicker in your fantasy league where you are also 0-2.

The kicker in your fantasy league where you are playing for money.

The bastard/hero nails it.

What is the appropriate emotion at this point? Is it too early to start rooting for a really good draft pick? What is the proper reaction when your starting quarterback (who has been sucking it) loses his spleen? Am I supposed to be laughing or crying? I remember reading somewhere (maybe The Sports Guy back when he was still good) that if your team wins a Super Bowl you aren’t allowed to complain for five years. 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006… I’ll talk more about this in January 2008.

Cross posted on Best Bucs Blog