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Monday, September 28, 2009
FAV-RUH!!!!!!
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Yes, It's Come To This: Our Own Kanye West Internet Meme
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
A Moral Victory Is For People Who Can't Get A Real Victory
Watching the Raider’s game yesterday, I couldn’t help but notice the amount of times the term ‘Moral Victory’ was floated around by Mike Golic after Oakland’s inevitable meltdown by the hands of ‘The Best Looking Quarterback Around’ and company. As the Raiders defense slowly began to crumble as Philip Rivers threw one ugly completion after another, Golic began to ask his fellow commentators whether the Raiders can look back at this game with their heads held high, keeping up to par with a team that was expected to destroy them.
Steve and the other Mike juggled with the question, but decided that it was up to the Raiders to take away whatever they want from their loss.
I however, plan to offer a counter point: there’s no such thing as a moral victory, especially in professional sports.
These guys are putting their body on the lines, getting bruised and busted play after play, only to have all their hard work thrown into the garbage by a douchey quarterback and the guy that isn’t LT. Yeah, that kind of sucks. Correction, that sucks a lot.
Golic offered the argument that the Raiders defense should take away a good feeling as they were mainly the ones who shut down the offensive juggernaut known as El San Diego Chargers. I would disagree. Sure they were admirable in their effort, and held LT to less than 100 yds, but PR still threw over 250 and it was the San Diego running game that eventually did them in. Boo.
Also, that Raider defense that played so well the whole game totally blew it on that last drive. Philip Rivers made completion after completion, in the ugliest ways available. Seriously, a fifth grader could throw prettier spirals than that guy. Yet, in the end, he still was able set Tiny Darren up for that game winning touchdown. The Raider defense shouldn’t be patting themselves on the back for yesterdays game, they should be punching themselves in the face for letting it slip away.
Actually, come to think of it, Oakland should’ve never been in the lead in the first place. Their offense was completely rancid. J Russell threw accurate passes like Philip Rivers threw perfect spirals: it didn’t happen often. BOTH his rating and his completion percentage were lower than 50, and if it wasn’t for that bomb in the 4th quarter, his yardage would’ve been 150. Those numbers are pretty paltry. And the new touted rookie, Darius Hayward Bey? He was as effective as Micheal Crabtree was this weekend, meaning he wasn’t on the field. Yup, that sums it up.
So yeah, you can say moral victory all you want Mr. Golic, but that game yesterday was as much as a moral victory as your brother ruining Saved By the Bell was a moral victory.
Really, fuck that guy, how many RA’s are creepy 40 year olds anyways?
Oh, and fuck Nutri System, you fat asshole.
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Thursday, September 3, 2009
Only Two Letters Spell Sexy: PR
Guess who’s one of the NFL’s most handsome quarterbacks?
Not this guy:
Or this guy:Or even this guy:
Nope, all of these losers pale in comparison to…
ME!!!!!
That’s right homos, nothing screams sexy like Mr. Philip Rivers. I’m damn hot, and now I got the back up to prove it. How many people out there can say that have a 99 percent symmetrical face? Probably only 1 percent. Does that make sense? Hell no, but does it matter? HELL NO. Because I’m one hot biatch, and that’s that.
I’m so hot, girls use a t-shirt cannon to throw their panties onto the field. I’m so hot, Matt Leinart is begging to do beer bongs with me. I’m so hot, Justin Timberlake writes songs about me.
Don’t you see the reference there? Obviously, when JT says he’s bringing sexy back, it means that he’s inviting good ole Philly Rivers to the party.
I mean, just look at these photos, what’s sexier than this:
I rest my case.
See you Monday night, assholes, because this quarterback is ready to rumble. Who are we playing? Oakland? Pssht, I’ll beat them while posing for a GQ photo shoot, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh baby!
Meanwhile in Oakland.
Sexiest QB in the NFL? Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, control yourself Jeff!
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