This picture would have made me nothing but proud five years ago. Now it makes my insides hurt.
The Scizz
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.
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.
One of these things is not like the other... The Buffalo Sabres
As of reading this, the new disciples of Mr. Terry Pegula are three points out of the 8th playoff spot in the Eastern Conference after dropping a big game last night to the Carolina Hurricanes in Buffalo. (That was all re-edited because I wrote this Wednesday night after my girlfriend kicked me out of the apartment for three hours for "book club". And by "book club", I mean a horde of women sitting around drinking exorbitant amounts of wine and complaining about their significant others). I have been refusing to get sucked in by this team and the hopes of a playoff run. I'd rather wait for next season and see what Mr. Pegula does with this franchise. But on a happier note, if anyone is more excited about Mr. Pegula buying this team than I am, it's my girlfriend. A Penn State Alumn who is mildly obsessed with the college and would most likely leave me in a heart beat if Joe Pa asked her to. Strangely I am totally alright with this. Also, the Sabres made a pretty awesome move on Monday by adding this fellow.
As of reading this, the new disciples of Mr. Terry Pegula are three points out of the 8th playoff spot in the Eastern Conference after dropping a big game last night to the Carolina Hurricanes in Buffalo. (That was all re-edited because I wrote this Wednesday night after my girlfriend kicked me out of the apartment for three hours for "book club". And by "book club", I mean a horde of women sitting around drinking exorbitant amounts of wine and complaining about their significant others). I have been refusing to get sucked in by this team and the hopes of a playoff run. I'd rather wait for next season and see what Mr. Pegula does with this franchise. But on a happier note, if anyone is more excited about Mr. Pegula buying this team than I am, it's my girlfriend. A Penn State Alumn who is mildly obsessed with the college and would most likely leave me in a heart beat if Joe Pa asked her to. Strangely I am totally alright with this. Also, the Sabres made a pretty awesome move on Monday by adding this fellow.
Purchased at a Champion outlet in Binghamton for $7.50. Jealous? The Buffalo Bills
Holy fuck, what a car wreck. Not even a normal one. Like totally one of those gross out, sexual turn-on car wrecks from that weird Cronenberg film (look it up, I refuse to link to it). I do not want to hear about Fitzpatrick's QB rating, Stevie Johnson's huge upside, or Chan Gailey finally motivating this team for the first time in six years. They suck. Plain and simple. In fact, do yourself a favor and take a look at the Buffalo Bills' drafts over the past several seasons. If reality doesn't sink in after that, then you my friend are a goddamn robot and/or Ralph Wilson himself. I stand by my decision to not financially support this team by any means until they make the playoffs. My Eric Moulds jersey will do just fine thank you very much.
Holy fuck, what a car wreck. Not even a normal one. Like totally one of those gross out, sexual turn-on car wrecks from that weird Cronenberg film (look it up, I refuse to link to it). I do not want to hear about Fitzpatrick's QB rating, Stevie Johnson's huge upside, or Chan Gailey finally motivating this team for the first time in six years. They suck. Plain and simple. In fact, do yourself a favor and take a look at the Buffalo Bills' drafts over the past several seasons. If reality doesn't sink in after that, then you my friend are a goddamn robot and/or Ralph Wilson himself. I stand by my decision to not financially support this team by any means until they make the playoffs. My Eric Moulds jersey will do just fine thank you very much.
That has to be Kerry Wood in front, right? The Chicago Cubs
No idea. Not ready for baseball yet. That is actually one thing I dislike about New York City. The moronic build-up to the start of the season by getting excited for "pitchers and catchers" reporting. Get over it. The season is 162 FUCKING GAMES LONG!!! IS THAT NOT LONG ENOUGH FOR YOU?? Damnit. Baseball annoys me almost as much as soccer. Which reminds me... fuck you, Yachtsman. Where was your weekly Wednesday post? Oh? Thursday at 10 pm? I'm assuming you were in Hell's Kitchen busy blowing some guy in a Manchester United Jersey at some bar called "McFlippinwiggans Pub" at 6:28 on Wednesday morning.
No idea. Not ready for baseball yet. That is actually one thing I dislike about New York City. The moronic build-up to the start of the season by getting excited for "pitchers and catchers" reporting. Get over it. The season is 162 FUCKING GAMES LONG!!! IS THAT NOT LONG ENOUGH FOR YOU?? Damnit. Baseball annoys me almost as much as soccer. Which reminds me... fuck you, Yachtsman. Where was your weekly Wednesday post? Oh? Thursday at 10 pm? I'm assuming you were in Hell's Kitchen busy blowing some guy in a Manchester United Jersey at some bar called "McFlippinwiggans Pub" at 6:28 on Wednesday morning.
Remove the popcorn. Replace with the head of Donnie Walsh. The New York Knicks
Let me get something straight before I get accused of jumping on the bandwagon. First of all, as long as James Dolan or Isiah Thomas are involved in an organization, it is scientifically impossible to have a bangwagon to jump on. Second, I fell in love with the lovable losers last season after attending several games. David Lee, Wilson Chandler, Danillo Gallinari, and Chris Duhon were the type of hardworking, over-achieving players I love to cheer for. Now? Well, Donnie Walsh cleaned house and has built the mega-team he was supposed to. Am I jumping ship? Fuck no. I just saw Amare, Carmelo, and Billups dismantle the Hornets while the MSG crowd chanted for Roger Mason Jr. Who by the way, absolutely sounds like a film noir detective that Humphrey Bogart once played. If I lose my priceless Faberge Egg, I know who to call.
Let me get something straight before I get accused of jumping on the bandwagon. First of all, as long as James Dolan or Isiah Thomas are involved in an organization, it is scientifically impossible to have a bangwagon to jump on. Second, I fell in love with the lovable losers last season after attending several games. David Lee, Wilson Chandler, Danillo Gallinari, and Chris Duhon were the type of hardworking, over-achieving players I love to cheer for. Now? Well, Donnie Walsh cleaned house and has built the mega-team he was supposed to. Am I jumping ship? Fuck no. I just saw Amare, Carmelo, and Billups dismantle the Hornets while the MSG crowd chanted for Roger Mason Jr. Who by the way, absolutely sounds like a film noir detective that Humphrey Bogart once played. If I lose my priceless Faberge Egg, I know who to call.
I love America A.J. Allmendinger
Oh yeah. Have I ever mentioned I love NASCAR? YUP. I grew up watching it with my dad who was an obsessive Richard Petty fan and before the age of 16 I had attended close to 20 races. Over the years, I stopped watching. But as of recently, I have started bonding with Pops again, therefore I watch the redneck olympic bobsled every week now. A.J. is a former open-wheel driver who drives for Petty, so be prepared to hear his name in my column occasionally you arrogant, yuppy, Jon Stewart loving douchebags. Just kidding! Or am I???? I leave you with one of the reasons I still enjoy the SPORT. Let the debate begin.
Oh yeah. Have I ever mentioned I love NASCAR? YUP. I grew up watching it with my dad who was an obsessive Richard Petty fan and before the age of 16 I had attended close to 20 races. Over the years, I stopped watching. But as of recently, I have started bonding with Pops again, therefore I watch the redneck olympic bobsled every week now. A.J. is a former open-wheel driver who drives for Petty, so be prepared to hear his name in my column occasionally you arrogant, yuppy, Jon Stewart loving douchebags. Just kidding! Or am I???? I leave you with one of the reasons I still enjoy the SPORT. Let the debate begin.
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