Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Finally...



I don't have a whole lot of time but here goes. Rumor has it Brett Favre has just been traded to the Jets for a draft pick. HOORAY!!! Hopefully his situation will die down A LOT so I can return to watching ESPN without shitting my pants, (see previous post.) Good for the Jets. Assuming Favre has another productive season their excuse for missing the playoffs can't be 'poor quarterback play.' And sorry Chad Pennington but you suck, and, Kellen Clemons, no offense, but you're just not experienced enough yet. There is one thing I'd like to point out though and I think the Jets should have given this more thought, Brett Favre is on the cover of Madden '09. For those of you not familiar with the 'Madden curse' it basically means Favre is doomed for an injury that will cause him to miss several games and, possibly, the entire season (hopefully.) Nice try Jets but you're not above evil, proven curses. (Hell maybe he'll follow Vick's path and suffer a season-ending injury and then in a year or two go to prison. I know that's awful to say but I loathe the man that much.) One more thing, I sure hope that the two inevitable, upcoming games between the Jets and Patriots are not televised on my TV on Sundays this fall. Instead of beer I'll need to pound an entire bottle of pepto bismol to prevent myself from projectile vomiting, out of pure hatred, all over the /couch/floor/plate of nachos/TV and anything else in the room. Gross. I'm outta here.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Brett Favre & the Packers give me diarrhea


I am so sick to death of every single time I get the opportunity to turn on ESPN (that's rare these days) it seems the only thing they are covering is the drama between Brett Favre and the Green Bay Packers. This saga has gone on far too long and it's beginning to make me hate to watch ESPN, and that is extremely tough to do. Frankly, I'm not the least bit surprised that Favre decided to return to football. He had a very productive season last year even though it was his typical force-a-throw-into-coverage-because-im-trying-do-everything-myself decision that cost the Packers the NFC championship game last season. Still, the Packers are a young team with lots of talent surrounding their aging 'gunslinger.' So when I saw that Favre, after seemingly debating the decision for the last 4 or 5 years, announced his retirement I thought to myself, "He'll be back." Little did I know the mess his decision would cause.

After watching a portion of coach Mike McCarthy's press conference earlier today my suspicioun regarding the situation has grown stronger. Why would the Packers not want their franchise QB back? And now, all of sudden, why does Favre not 'feel comfortable' or whatever it is with returning to the team as their quarterback. There's something they're not telling the media. But my point is, I don't care anymore. I can't stand to watch anymore cheesehead reporters salivate at each and every press conference, or watch anymore footage of the Packers GM, president, head coach, and ,of course, Favre as ESPN updates the story with no new relevant information, or watch the NFL live crew debate this soap opera any longer. That even includes Wendy Nix updates from cheese poop for brains head land. See look, you guys make me dislike Wendy Nix. That sucks. I wish and hope that this all ends soon. It seems Favre is going to be traded and it can't come soon enough. Get this shit off of my TV please.

On a related side note, I turned on NFL network the other day as I was gobbling down my home-made roast beef sandwich and to my delight they were showing a replay of the Packer/49er playoff game from 1999. And it was at the last drive!!! You know where T.O. (even though I hate his guts now) finally caught a pass from Young to beat those despised Packers. I smiled through my roast beef filled teeth as the camera flashed to Favre's face after that play. What a disgusted frown he had. I have the same look on my ugly mug from when I see him on TV and it will stay there until ESPN calms down. That will be probably be never. Great, I'm stuck with a monster face for the rest of my life.