The Barrister and The Scizz
Back with another installment of the Infinite Sadness podcast, the Scizz and I talked through a series of topics - most actually sports-related. Amazing how we can stay on topic when we're not drunk.
We discuss the Kings' Game 6 win and take jabs at their fan base and then have a lengthy discussion about the Sabres offseason as we approach free agency next month. We also discuss the NBA finals briefly, and give thanks to Guatemala for tossing the World Cup Qualifier on pay-per-view last night. Other tidbits include jokes about masturbation, Tim Connolly, our fantasy for Derek Roy's demise, and horse racing. We're classy.
Musical contributions from Jurassic 5 and Dilated Peoples.
Download and stream the cast, which runs about 30 minutes, below.
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This picture would have made me nothing but proud five years ago. Now it makes my insides hurt.
Where to begin? Well, I suppose I want to start by thanking the Apologist and the Yachtsman for getting back on board with this God-forsaken blog after several high-alchohol content craft beers and only some slight pestering. I also want to thank some of our friends for asking us every couple months why the hell we stopped. And honestly, I want to thank the podcast world of sports and comedy (Sklarbro Country, The Nerdist, and Doug Loves Movies, to be more specific) for motivating me to start writing again in hopes of getting a Buffalo-themed, sports/comedy podcast of our own off the ground by this summer. I missed this damn thing. And I'm sure all 37 of our readers did too. (Hi, Mom!) Aaaaaaaanyways... on to the real post. Let us see where all of my teams and sports interests stand on March 4th, 2011.
Our brains are on fire with the feeling to kill / And it won't go away until our dreams are fulfilled / There is only one thing on our minds / Don't try running away, cause you're the one we will find
This is what I want from Darcy in his first day as an unshackled GM during the Pegula Era. I can just see him and Lindy blasting "Kill 'Em All" down at 1 HSBC, debating the merits of Jason Newstead vs. Cliff Burton, and headhunting for new talent with a vengeance.
(WARNING: I listen to music when I write, and iTunes decided to shuffle me into a Metallica bender for some reason, so this post may be filled with incandescent metal, or it may be filled with the whinings of a wealthy Scandinavian douchebag who ruined the best band of the 80's by turning them all into ovulating kittens. BUT I DIGRESS!)