|KG, give me your best J-Rupe impression! NICE!|
I’m not sure why I felt the need to explain myself. I owe you all nothing (except for Tonya who owns my black heart).
Some possible topics to help facilitate a discussion today could be:
*The Red Sox are imploding just as I predicted. What a cunty move by those players. We don’t like the manager so we’re going to tell on him! They should keep Bobby V around just to remind those fuckers that they don’t get to make the calls around there. Bobby V isn’t under .500, YOU ARE. Terry Francona ain’t walking through that door so DEAL WITH IT.
*Who needs CC Sabathia and Andy Pettitte when you have ELITE arms like Hiroki Kuroda and Derek Lowe! It didn’t take long for Lowe to wipe the Tribe-stink off of him. I like to think that Lowe wearing pinstripes is what killed Johnny Pesky. That makes me smile.
*Have we finalized golf plans yet? Is Dut the worst fantasy football commissioner of all time? Can we bring up impeachment to the Rules Committee? Wait—that’s me. You’re out, Groomed Stubble.
*I’m planning on going to the Napoleon/Defiance game (AKA the greatest rivalry in the history of the world) next Friday night which might be my first one since I graduated. Who else is in? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TODAY TO BEAT DEFIANCE!!!
*Was watching Chad Johnson get cut the other night really hard to watch or was that just me? Even though he is a douche bag, that was tough seeing him come to grips that his NFL career was over. This is why Hard Knocks will forever be the best reality show of all time (next to Two-A-Days because Hard Knocks has yet to have a character as gripping and drunk as Repete’s Dad).
That’s it. Again, I’m sorry, but even the best in the business (that would be me) occasionally feel a little burnt out. Remember, Fab 5, to get your CFB Preview Week stuff back to me soon (Damman’s is already in). I can’t wait for that week off.