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The Legal Limit - Episode 9: The One With All The Slander

3/23/2013

The Barrister and The Apologist

I don't even care that the title of this episode rips off 'Friends' - it's accurate. We're mean in this one. Well, really only with respect to certain creepy members of a certain local newspaper's sports staff.

Recorded during and after the Sabres' most recent game - a win?!?? - against the Maple Leaves of Toronto, we talk plenty about the Sabres, how sad we are about the lack of silver linings this season, and then whistfully predict the inevitable Cup run. Oh, and Joe from Buffalo Wins makes a cameo to talk about striking out with the smokeshow bartender at Gleason's, further adding to the list of things we'll make fun of him about when he returns to Twitter on Easter.

Musical additions by the way of Jefferson Airplane, Homeboy Sandman and Kasabian.

Download here and here, or stream below in the media player. And if you haven't, subscribe to all of our "great" "podcasts" via RSS or the iTunes button below. LIKE A BOSS.

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The DGWUS CrapTastiCast - Bonus Episode: LIVE from #OccupyNassau

2/15/2013

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#BecauseItsBuffaloWins

The Barrister

Welp. That happened.

We went to the Sabres game out on Long Island last week, we recorded dipshit #hottakes in the midst of our drunkenness, and then I took my sweet ass time editing it all into a nice little package for you.

At least it's short, right guys?

If you enjoy those moments when we're the most wretched versions of ourselves, you'll love this one. If you prefer us when we're serious sports analysts, go take a nap while reading Buffalo Wins.

Music by the Jambrones, The Edgar Winter Group, The Doors and Eric Clapton. Download here and here, or stream below.

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Synergy.

9/12/2012

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wait. was that racist?

The Barrister

While Yachtsman was busy putting a silly little hobbit in his place yesterday, Joe Pinzone had me on his Talkamania podcast and we talked a whole bunch about the Bills, Fitz, Mario, the shitty defense and our obsession with football players justifying the money someone else pays them.

For serious, it ran a little long, but that'll happen.

Sunday was bad. Really bad. But we're doing it again this weekend and the catharsis of chatting about these not-so-lovable losers is the best way to get me through the weekday doldrums and start to feel ok about sitting down for another potential ass-kicking.

Maybe I really am insane. Maybe the silly little hobbit was right. ... Nah, fuck it. Everything about everything I do is unassailable. All. Day. Long.

While you're listening to these spoken word hot takes, be sure to check out the litany of content over at Buffalo Wins.

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Sun Stroke, Route Jumping, Shitty Football, Beautifully Marinated Meats, and Joe Pinzone is Cannoli Jesus. A Week 1 Yachtsman Bills Recap.

9/10/2012

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The Yachtsman

SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT IN ALL THE HATS. Well, pack it in guys, wait until hockey....no can't do that.....well the Knicks start in October.....ugh, fuck James Dolan......well there's always Liverpool....they can't score......well, the Mets start again next March!......OH WELL SHIT I'LL JUST QUIT THIS SPORTS CRAP ALTOGETHER THEN, A HOLES.

Sad Wizard and his sad, sad beard.

Say a quarterback has a stellar career at a shitty FCS school like Harvard. Then, instead of going into I-Banking and destroying our financial future, he takes his 7th Round NFL Draft selection and decides to make a go of it. He struggles for a few years, getting spot-starts in shitholes like Cincinatti & St. Louis, all via guts, determination, and guile. Throwing the ball the way he's always known how; a self-taught gunslinger. After a few years, this highly educated journeyman lands in the backwater-est of NFL backwaters, Buffalo. He fights through coaching changes, managerial changes, shitty QBs in front and back, finally proving himself to be a competent QB for a team replete with QB failure. In his first year as the bona-fide-honest-to-god-nobody-breathing-down-his-back starter, he rockets out to a 5-1 start and everyone wants to have a million of his babies. He gets injured in a blowout to the Redskins, and everything falls to shit. Weaknesses reveal themselves, games are lost, and hopes are shattered. BUT ALAS EVERYTHING IS MADE ANEW COME THE OFFSEASON, FRIENDS. This journeyman-cum-starter-sum-ostensible savior shows up to camp ready to go and meets a new QB coach. WHO THEN CHANGES EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS SELF-TAUGHT GUNSLINGER BECAUSE APPARENTLY HE BROUGHT HIMSELF OUT OF THE DEPTHS OF THE FCS AND INTO A STARTING JOB IN THE NFL ALL TOTALLY WRONG. Mechanics, footwork, vision, reps, progressions....EVERYTHING IS DIFFERENT NOW. Oh, but wait, you might ask....who is this brilliant man who felt the need to fundamentally change The Bearded One? Why, he must be a genius who has helped Hall of Famer and First Overall Picks alike! RIGHT YACHTSMAN?!?!!?

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The DGWUS CrapTastiCast - Episode 31: TacoMania

6/19/2012

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The Deeg

After a super organized podcast two weeks ago, we came up with the brilliant idea this week to complete a power hour before recording episode 31 of the CrapTastiCast. If you’re unsure of what a power hour is, it involves the consumption of larges quantities of beer in a single hour, and is usually done by teenagers and college students to get super drunk while pre-gaming. We cannot be held responsible for what followed.

In our first segment, we talk about bad decisions, the blogger summit, fan access, and get some insight on all three from regular CrapTastiCast guest, Joe Pinzone of Buffalo Wins and his own podcast, Talkamania. That’s right, we got Joseph lit up again. And apologies for around the 3:40 mark where there is an unexplained jump-cut. We lost about 20 seconds of casting that is now somewhere in the podcasting stratosphere.

Later on, we make numerous inappropriate jokes about people we don’t know, chat about the NBA Finals, argue more about Lebron James (It wouldn’t be Deeg approved without it!), tell stories about James Vanderbeek’s sister, and laugh at Joe as he almost takes a shit in my hallway closet. Seriously. Then we end it by playing a very drunken and forgetful version of “Name That Sports Trivia Contest Thing” during the 3rd segment. Musical interludes are from The Talking Heads, Radiohead, and the Ramones.

Download the podcast through Libsyn or the iTunes link below, as well as stream right from the blog.

Stay tuned to the blog and podcast, as in the next few weeks we will be switching the CrapTastiCast over to another podcast hoster, so you’ll have to re-subscribe. Sorry about that, but the new host will allow us to do many more cool things, as well as save us $$$. Dollar Dollar Bill Ya’ll. Jump to 1:10 in the video below to enjoy some Keith Murray in an Alex Van Pelt jersey.

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The DGWU Sports CrapTastiCast - Episode 28: To the 5 Boroughs

5/9/2012

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The Barrister

This week, the CrapTastiCast pays tribute to Adam Yauch as The Scizz and I, along with friend of the Deeg Joe Pinzone, record the first virtual CrapTastiCast via Skype. We obviously miss having Apologist and Yachtsman along for the ride on the SS Disaster, but that won't stop us from bringing you another set of poorly thought-out analysis and ill-timed humor. Consistency.

We spend a lot of time discussing Fred Jackson and the future of the Bills backfield following his contract extension on Monday afternoon, as we all feel pretty good about the way One Bills Drive has been doing business this offseason. In segment three, we have a typically belated discussion of the Bills draft choices, including the intellectual superiority of Twitter and Tank Carder's wake surfing dog. And finally, in segment four, we talk playoffs - both NHL and NBA - and pick the teams we want to win and the teams we think will win the respective championships this spring.

As always, we lack focus and love tangents - even if Scizz isn't drinking this month (Weird, right??) - but do our best to keep on topic. All musical interludes are courtesy of the Beastie Boys, of course. Stream and download the MP3 with the trusty links below. (Or directly from our Libsyn site right here.)

Cheers.

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It's Rasslin' Time!

3/30/2012

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I wish I was as excited as this guy.

The Scizz w/ The Apologist and Joe Pinzone

It's that time of year again. The Sabres are making their ever so late playoff push, the Bills are preparing for the draft after a mediocre....waaaaaait, I mean spectacular free agency run, and the biggest event in pro wrestling is about to go down.

Wrestlemania. This Sunday, the 28th in a series of awesomeness continues. It is the day where a bunch of adults who run this god-forsaken blog get together, drink beer, and watch grown men in their underwear wrestle with each other. HOT.

It should also be noted that during the year, most of us pay little to no attention to the "sport" or "sports entertainment" if you will. Yet, for some reason, when the Super Bowl of wrestling goes down, we get sucked in. It could be just another excuse for all of us to get drunk together and make asses of ourselves, but what it really comes down to is memories. Memories from childhood through teenage years through college debauchery in which wrestling played a weekly role in our lives. That's what this post is about: Three grown men sharing their favorite Wrestlemania moments. SAD.

I'll start with Joe Pinzone, on loan to us from Buffalo Wins, from....himself. If you follow Joe on twitter (and WHO DOESN'T, RIGHT GUYS?), then you'll already know that Joe is probably the biggest fan of all of us. Which also means his write-up of his fave moment is definitely the most interesting and well-written.

Uh....Ken Shamrock?

Take it away, Joe. @JoeBuffaloWins

To me, the 90s seemed to represent an era when the younger generation wanted to be heard and say fuck off to the authority. No one wanted a superhero. Superheroes are for chumps. You felt it in music with the grunge scene and every rock band trying to either kill themselves or their parents or tell someone else to fuck off. You could sense it in television as no one wanted to watch happy sitcoms like Full House or Urkel. Instead, they wanted to watch a white trash family like The Connors in Roseanne. In other words, the audience was looking for an edge. No more cookie cutter shit. That's not how the real world works and I want to relate to something that feels real.

In wrestling, the cookie cutter image was still running wild. You had guys like Bret Hart, Macho Man (RIP) and Hulk Hogan, who all had a couple of catch phrases and gave out chicken scratch autographs to appease the fans, but they were epically lame when it came to personalities. People wanted an edge. Someone they could live vicariously through.

That man was Steve Austin.

Steve Austin's rise to being a wrestling icon wasn't suppose to happen. It was a mistake, just like The Scizz being conceived. (Editor note: This is actually very accurate) He was suppose to be a mid-carder. Nothing more. Through hard work and the changing of pop culture, Steve Austin's rise happened pretty quickly. Before Steve battled Bret Hart at Survivor Series (November) in 1997, he was as a heel. No real difference from some of the past bad ass heels like the Four Horsemen or the Free Birds, but as I said, the times were a changing.

More importantly, so was Steve. Austin didn't have this great range with his promos in WCW or when he first debuted in WWE, but once he found himself, the game changed.

If you youtube some of his interviews with Bret Hart up to that point, they are goldmines of humor and toughness. Austin ended up losing to Hart at Survivor Series, but because of his awesome, badass approach, he started getting more cheers than boos. More signs were showing up in the crowd. Whether you were a 8-year old or a 24-year old, you loved the son of a bitch.

Fast forward 6 months to his rematch with Hart at Wrestlemania 13, which in my opinion, changed the business and set the standard for what a wrestling match should be. It was an "I quit" match, which the only way you could beat your opponent was if they said those two magic words: I quit.

The best thing to do right now is youtube the match. My words won't be able to describe the bloodbath that occurred. It was one of those physical matches that made you think wrestling was real (Which it is..duh!). Yes, wrestling can be laughable when done half ass with poor matches, and even shittier interviews, however, when you can get it right, it can be downright epic. Austin vs Hart was that epic confrontation. It was about Hart's frustration with the WWE fans, who thought his old 80's schtick was finished, and he couldn't deal with it. It was about how Austin wore his anger like a cloak, because of a perceived lack of respect from authority, it became his ally...his darker side.

Two things that I can point out:

1) Austin was the heel and Hart was the baby face heading into this match. Yes, there were probably a good 30% of the crowd rooting for Austin to begin with, but WWE had tried to force feed Bret as the face in this one. However, in a moment that I haven't seen since and the Russian crowd turned on Ivan Drago, they cheered like crazy for Austin. It wasn't because of a microphone or a something force fed by the writers, it was something genuine. The fans believed in Austin because he was anti-establishment, just like them. They wanted to tell their parents, teachers, and bosses to fuck off, and Austin was doing it for them.

2) The crescendo for this moment came when Austin was in Bret Hart's finishing move, The Sharp Shooter. With the crowd at a fever pitch, Austin's forehead was dripping out blood like a faucet. It was awesome. It was a holy shit moment. As the ref asked Austin if he wanted to quit, Austin, being the badass that he is, kept yelling "no" while the blood kept coming out. At one point, he almost broke the hold and the crowd went crazy thinking he did. Alas, he broke it for a few short moments, but Hart snatched it back in. Instead of quitting, Austin passed out. Hart won, but Austin didn't say those two words.

A star was born. Austin walked back to the locker room getting a standing ovation from the fans and they didn't stop cheering for the rest of career.

Alright, my turn to be lame. @TheScizz

For me, this was incredibly easy. No need to over think it and narrow down from some excruciatingly long list, the choice was simple.

The Rock. Hollywood Hulk Hogan. Wrestlemania 18.

The match dubbed Icon vs. Icon was never expected to be the match it became. It was there for pure entertainment, as nobody, including me, ever though that 107 year old Hogan could still put on a quality match, even if he was being carried by "electrifying one", The Rock. In fact, as a Junior in college and preparing to get blitzed on a Sunday night and watch with friends, I remember being more excited for the other matches on the card, namely HHH vs. Chris Jericho and Ric Flair vs. Undertaker.

What went down, is still one of the coolest "sports" moment of my life. (Yes, I understand it's fake, hence the quotation marks shithead) The build up to the match was somewhat laughable. Owner Vince McMahon no longer loved the company he created and had decided to bring in the posion known as the NWO, who lead the WWE's rival company, WCW, past them in rating years ago. The members: Hogan, Scott Hall, and Kevin Nash were never expected to work for the company ever again, but here they were taunting the WWE wrestlers and causing "problems" at every turn. The most innaproppriately hysterical being when Hogan, driving a semi-truck, ran it full speed into an ambulance supposedly a just injured Rock. Hogan uttered the words "I'm going to cripple his candy-ass as you could see him visibly shaking from the effort just to climb into the big rig. The Rock returned two weeks later. From a SEMI smashing into an AMBULANCE at FULL SPEED that was INSIDE OF. Isn't wrestling great?

Anyways, with all of that build up said and done, Hogan was the obvious villain heading into the match, with the Rock as the crowd-favorite hero who everyone, including my friends and I, absolutely loved. But then something happened. After the two traded punches, body slams, and siganture moves, the crowd slowly stopped cheering for the Rock, and started cheering for Hulk. I know, I know, this sounds just like Joe's Hart Vs. Austin pick, but it was different. The crowd wasn't cheering for Hulk Hogan because he was an anti-hero, they were cheering because a flood of memories and emotions from their childhood started entering into their minds. They were watching their childhood idol, Hulk Hogan wrestle in his first WWE match in over 10 years against "The Great One", and it looked like he never missed a beat. In an instant, Hulkamania was reborn, and it didn't matter how popular the Rock was, every adult in that crowd, and at home immediately returned to the days of Hogan telling them to say their prayers and take their vitamins. I was one of them. And, in great Rock fashion, as he started to get booed, he IMMEDIATELY relapsed into his old villanious persona, staring down the crowd and talking shit. It was awesome.

In the end, the Rock won, but the crowd gave both men a standing ovation, and the next night on RAW, the WWE officially turned Hogan back to a crowd favorite, soon to be followed by his old red and yellow gear, complete with "Real American" blaring as his entrance music. Now, if only he could get rid of that sex tape, gold-digging ex-wife, manly daughter, and murderer son, he'd be all set.

Icon vs. Icon

and hot off the presses, it's the Apologist with another Hogan moment, but from way back in the day. @Sam_Hartman

There never has been, nor will there ever be a bigger match, in my eyes, than the Ultimate Warrior facing Hulk Hogan for "the Ultimate Challenge" at Wrestlemania VI. Even people who have never given more than a second glance at pro-wrestling know who these two stars are. Since slamming Andre the Giant, Hulk Hogan had been far and away the biggest star in professional wrestling for most of the 80's. But when the Ultimate Warrior broke onto the scene, people could tell this was the future star of the WWF. So Vince McMahon, set them up for one of the biggest main event's in wrestling's history. Champion versus champion.

To be fair, I was hardly aware of wrestling at the time. It wasn't until years later, strolling through Blockbuster (Remember those? No? Nevermind.), that I discovered it on VHS (Remember THAT? No? Geez, I'm getting old.) and ran home to watch it immediately. It was everything you could ever want in a wrestling match. Two huge stars at the height of their popularity, both defending titles, both with the crowd on their side. It was one of those rare moments in pro-wrestling where no one will be disappointed in the outcome, as long as the match is fun to watch. And the Hulkster and Warrior did not disappoint. For twenty minutes they fought in and out of the ring, using every move in their respective repertoires. And did I mention the match was called by the best commentating duo of all time, Bobby "The Brain" Heenan and Gorilla Monsoon? In the end, the Warrior survived Hulk's signature finishing routine, counter-attacking with his own finisher (Editor Note: The Gorilla Press!) and took both titles.

Now, maybe this match would be considered a snoozer by modern pro-wrestling fans, but I believe it's charm still shines through.
Sure. Hulk & Warrior's moves and theatrics shown against modern wrestling seem dated. Certainly Hulk's legdrop was never very impressive. But don't tell me we've moved WAY beyond this. The only difference between Hulk's legdrop and say, "the People's Elbow", is a couple dance moves. And besides, wrestling has never been about wrestling. It's about the pomp & circumstance. It's about the spectacle. And maybe there have been equally touted superstar vs superstar main events in similarly grand settings, but this one set the standard for how you treat a match of this magnitude.

Aps' choice makes much more sense now.

Still not enough wrestling? Stay tuned for the next CrapTastiCast, as we plan to record it this Sunday, before, during, and after this epic event. Watcha gonna do, brotha??

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The DGWU CrapTastiCast - Bonus Episode: Occupy Nassau

2/10/2012

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The Scizz

As most of you already know, the Deeg got a large group of rowdy Sabres fans together last weekend, and we headed out to Satan's asshole, aka, Long Island to watch a thrilling come from behind victory. What you might not know, is that we originally planned on recording three podcast segments that would turn into Episode 23 of the CrapTastiCast.

That didn't happen.

Segment one was a gleaming success, as we recorded with our brand new podcasting equipment from the Barrister's apartment. Joining him and I, were my fiance Jess, aka Scizzette, our fellow blogging friend Joe Pinzone, and even a brief appearance from MRS. BARRISTER! That's right ladies, he's taken.

Segment two was "recorded" live from Nassau Colliseum while all of the Deeg (minus myself) recorded during intermission after many, many beers. It was a disaster. Even I could not save the combination of bad audio and primal screaming. (Although there were a couple gems I may need to sneak on to the site at a later date).

Segment three never happened because everybody was to drunk to stand once the party bus dropped us off in Queens. I didn't even remember getting home when I woke up Sunday morning. I'm a winner.

So enjoy a bonus/mini episode of the DGWU CrapTastiCast where we preview the Occupy Nassau activities, talk about previous Nassau experiences, wonder where our compatriots are, make fun of Mike Harrington, and somehow allow Joe to convince us to end the podcast with the Goo Goo Dolls. Download from Libsyn, head over to iTunes, or stream from below as always. Cheers.

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Rex Ryan Is Still Fat and The Jets Are Still Scumbags: Week 9 Post-game Thoughts (Including podcast W/ Joe!)

11/6/2011

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I'm bitter. I get to say what I want.

The Scizz

Am I sore loser? Fuck to the yes I am! After the Buffalo Bills failed to show up today, and the shitty NFL officiating crews continued their streak of...um...shitty officiating, I felt like I should take this time to make some comments about the 27 - 11 embarrassment of loss to the New York Felons. Also, if you make it through all of my nonsense you'll see I recorded a post-game podcast with Joe from Buffalon Wins tonight. It's kind of like the CrapTastiCast, except with real intelligence and sports talk, and a lack of dick and rape jokes.

Also, every image break will be a Jets mugshot this week.

Santonio scores TD's and beats women! Yay for him!

-Ryan Fitzpatrick has shown why, although better than Trent Edwards, we as fans must still get use to these occasional games of terrible INT's and questionable throws. I love the balls that the bearded wonder has, but the guy has to throw the ball away sometimes. This "Fuck it, I'm throwing long" Rex Grossman mentality is going to bite the Bills in the ass. HOWEVER, this same mentality is why the guy is on pace to throw for more yards than any Bills QB in 15 years. Give and take....give and take.

-I stand by my previous Mark Sanchez comments. The guy is not that good. In fact, the Jets won IN SPITE of him. Take away those fucking awful pass interference calls (except the McGee one, that was bad) and Sanchez probably is not in position to throw one TD.

-I hope LT shreds his ACL sooner rather than later. DISPROPORTIONATE RESPONSE!

-Why does Chan continue to only get Freddie Jackson involved every other week? Even the Scizzette looked at me in confusion this week and asked why he doesn't get to run the ball more. I could only shrug my shoulders. Dude is having an MVP year and averaged 5 yards a carry in the first half, and the team continues to gun the ball at an undersized Donald Jones. C'mon Chan! Give him the god damn ball!

-David Nelson and Scott Chandler need more looks underneath. That is all.

-I should mention right now that I am a know-it-all fan whose only football experience is numerous undefeated seasons on Madden from 1997 - 2006, and two years of PONY football in Franklinville, NY.

-THE OFFICIATING AGAINST SMALL MARKET TEAMS IN THE NFL WHEN THEY ARE PLAYING BIG MARKETS IS ABSOLUTELY VOMIT INDUCING AND I STAND BY THIS. GEORGE WILSON WAS ROBBED AND ANYONE WHO DISAGREES WITH SUCH CAN LICK MY TAINT AND ROT IN HELL.

-Aaron Maybin still sucks.

-I know I mentioned Jackson, Chandler, and Nelson, but why aren't the Bills using more of their weapons? Where were Brad Smith and C.J. Spiller? What about Jonathan Linton and Tim Tindale? Russell Copeland? Is anyone else enjoying these random Bills offensive player mentions? No? Ok, I'll stop.

-Still standing by this O-line. Fitz wasn't hurried too much and Jackson had some decent holes considering the defensive prowess of the Jets.

-This team has to beat the Cowboys next week. I cannot handle two straight losses to shitbag teams that I despise.

You would look this pissed off too if you just shot yourself in the leg.

Now that I have that nonsense off my chest, take a listen to Joe (from Buffalowins.com) and I talking about several of these same points, as well as many others. The dude is on his game.

I'll leave you with the following facts:

-Plaxico Burress shot himself in the leg and was arrested and convicted of illegal gun charges.

-Santonio Holmes assaults women.

-Antonio Cromartie has a NINE kids with EIGHT women over SIX states. And the Jets pay his child support. POSITIVE RE-ENFORCEMENT!

-Mark Sanchez enjoys 17 year old high school girls.

-Dustin Keller stabbed his mother and later blogged about it. (No Link Available)

Follow me @TheScizz

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The DGWU CrapTastiCast Ep 12: Special Guest Andy From Die By The Blade....And Joe!

7/18/2011

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Do we have a great episode for you friends! This week is chock full of guests, returns, and absenteeism. You are probably familiar with Andy Boron as one of the dudes that runs Die By The Blade, which has become the major blogosphere hub for all Sabres news and information on the interwebs. However, what you may not know is that Andy is a really awesome and cool dude that was a pleasure to have on the CrapTastiCast, AND really knows his shit to boot. We were more than excited to pop his podcasting cherry and are definitely encouraging DBTB to join in the podcast ranks.

We also welcomed Joe from Buffalo Wins (who was grabbing pre-cast beers with us) into the studio for some takes and discussion with Andy. Three Blogs, one podcast. Did we just blow your mind? Probably not but it was still cool to have Joe on board for the night. We also welcomed back our amazingly talented producer Megsie, who had just returned from two weeks of Gallivanting across Europe. Not sure how we got by without her. You may also notice the Scizz's terrifically awkward intro, which was due to the absence of one, the Yachtsman, who has been sent on a covert mission by Sabres Nation to Colorado in order to bring back Mr. Paul Stastny. You think we are joking? Why else would someone give that lunatic a gun?

ACTUAL PHOTO. Hide you kids, hide your wives.

There were some great topics discussed on episode 12. Before Andy joined us we did some quick takes with Joe about domestic beer, roadtrips, NASCAR, Sabres free agency, the relocation of the Bills, and attempt to answer the big question: Is Buffalo a Football or Hockey town? Once Andy joins us, we discuss how Die By The Blade began and it's rise through the blogosphere. He talks about his blog journey and the fact that DBTB was started as place for ex-pats to go for Sabres news, as he was once an ex-pat himself. We also chat about illegal feeds of Sabres games, more free-agency, the fan divide on Timmy Connolly, the Yachtsman/Stastny covert mission, and you may notice quite a bit more Toronto shit-talking than usual. So bring it Leafs fans. We then spend a some of time talking about the "blow-up" over at WECK1230 and their transition to "The Breeze" without friend of the podcast, Nick Mendola and his crew. There is also some solid chatter to close things out about the blogger summit and our collective concerns over press passes for bloggers.

We would like to thank Andy again for coming on the CrapTastiCast and we our privileged that he even links to us at all. And of course thanks to Joe for coming back, Megsie for all the incredible stuff she does, and our sound-man extraordinaire, Mondee for always coming through in the clutch.

Download the podcast by clicking here or with that nifty little button below. Make sure to subscribe if you haven't already. You can also stream using podhoster under the itunes link or this site's own sexy audio player. Yup. I said sexy. Enjoy the mayhem!