Bringing Sexy Back

You may or may not be aware that the progressive netroots people are losing their minds over Obama’s cabinet appointments and his appearant right-leaning plan for economic recovery. I however am stressing about none of these things.

Remember, He’s got this


My Head

Things have slowed down considerably here so let me catch you up on what’s going on.

Politically I am fairly tuned out. Sorry. I cared about nothing but the election for a long time, a real long time, and now that it is over I am taking a mental break.

January 20th is a long time from now. I am expecting Obama’s first weeks/months is office to be exciting.

But as the economic crisis worsen, I realize that what he is going to be able to focus on may have already been determined by W.

Although crisis provides opportunity for Obama to prove his greatness, it is unfair that he is shackeled by the failures of the Bush administration.

I don’t care about is cabinet appointments. Call it nieve, but I just don’t have the mental engery to stress about each of his choices.

If he chooses Hillary as his S of S, I think that it is a bad choice, not because Hill is not a qualified, capable candidate, but for the same reason that she was not a good VP choice… Bill.

Bill accepted money, and lots of it, from lots of foreign places, money buys influence, influence over the person who is going to be helping to shape American Foreign policy for the next 8 years. Bad Combination, sorry.


After the mentally exhausting campaign, I have fallen back on sports to keep my busy brain occupied without too much effort.

The Buccaneers are the 2nd, or 3rd best team in the NFC, and had they not shit the bed against the Cowboys, they would be clearly the 2nd best after the Giants.

They finish the season they play the Chargers and Raiders, two games they SHOULD win. That takes them to at least 10 wins, and the next three weeks they play all three of their division teams, Saints, Falcons, and Panthers, if they are able to manage 2/3 they will be in very, very good position to win the division and have a first round bye.

Penn State smoked Michigan State, which on one hand was awesome, and on hand I am really happy, it was an awesome win. On the other hand, I am still trying to figure out how in the hell we lost to Iowa. Had they finished the season undefeated, with Texas Tech losing, Penn State would have all but locked up a spot in the championship game.

Which brings me to this worn out arguement. This season proves again that College Football needs a playoff. The top 8 teams in the country all deserve a shot at this thing, as none of them have an unblemished record (save Alabama, who will lose to Florida in the SEC championship game).

The two arguments that I will not give credit to are that

1.) The regular season is the most exciting in sports…. FALSE. The last two weeks have been brutally boring. Each sporting only one good game. Now had 10-20 teams been fighting for a shot into the playoff, there would have been a ton more exciting games.

2.) The regular season acts as a playoff….. FALSE. Because it all comes down to when you lose. Which is bull. Is Texas better because they beat Oklahoma? or is Oklahoma better because they beat Texas Tech, who beat Texas?

I have a novel idea, how about we throw out all of the rediculous speculation, guessing, and analysis, and let the effing teams decide it on the field, you win you go on, you lose, you are done.


It looks like the Brawlers are going to make the Playoffs.

We hit a rough patch in the middle of the season, but thanks to a trade of McNabb for Phil Rivers, The Brawlers finally have that QB they have been missing.

We are sitting in a nice spot going into next week where we are NOT in a must win situation.

We can lose next week and still pull out the win.

So, that’s what has been going on in my head.

November 19th 1863

From July 1–3, 1863, more than 160,000 American soldiers clashed in the Battle of Gettysburg, in what would prove to be a turning point of the Civil War. The battle also had a major impact on the town of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, which numbered only 2,400 inhabitants. The battlefield contained the bodies of more than 7,500 dead soldiers and several thousand horses of the Army of the Potomac and the Confederacy’s Army of Northern Virginia, and the stench of rotting bodies in the humid July air was overpowering.

Just four months later, an exhausted and embattled President Lincoln delivered what is now considered the greatest speech in American History.

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

Out Of My Slumber

I just found myself reading up on some fantasy baseball projections for next season. The Election took up so much of my time and energy, I am ready to move on to bigger, more important things. Fantasy Baseball.

Two years in a row of finishing in second has left an awful taste in my mouth.

I am offically declaring 2009 the year of Fantasy Redemption.

John Lynch Retires

The Dude Could Flat Out Hit. Period.

Dexter “the Bane of My Existence” Jackson won Superbowl MVP because Lynch told him prior to the play exactly what play was going to be run.

Jon Gruden had coached the Raiders the year before. Bill Callahan, like an idiot didn’t make any drastic changes to the offense (hence why he no longer has a job). The Bucs spent the week before the game learning everything about the Raiders offense.

There was a video from NFL Films showing Lynch telling Jackson prior to his INT for a TD exactly what play they were going to run, literally telling him where to stand.

I love John Lynch. That is the type of player I was in College. I was not nearly fast enough, strong enough, or athletic enough. I made up for it by being smarter then the people I was playing against.

John Lynch can flat out hit.

Yes I realize these are all Broncos highlights. I could not find any good Bucs stuff.

This is sort of sad for me. It is the end of an era. Lynch, Alstott, Sapp. When Barber and Brooks are gone it will mean the end of an awesome thing.

These players defined what I loved about football since I was in middle school.

The Tampa Defense, and Tony Dungy do not get credit for what they have meant to the game as a whole.

Basically every team that is not playing a 3-4 is playing a version of the 4-3 that Dungy and Monte Kiffin revolutionized.

People talk about the Bill Parcells coaching tree, or the Mike Holmegren coaching tree.

How about Dungy. Try Herman Edwards (DBs coach under Dungy, and John Lynch’s first position coach), Lovie Smith (LBs coach) Rod Marinellie (D Line), Mike Tomlin (DBs after Edwards) among others.

I know it sounds insane. But I attribute the 2002 Super Bowl win to Dungy, not Gruden. Sorry.

And in case you forgot how awesome he is:

Someone who reads this once referred to it as “poetry in motion”