Pre Thanksgiving Randomness

I spent seven hours in the car today driving back from Nassau County to Maryland. It was a nightmare–punctuated by hours of bad sports talk radio. God I remember why I decided to steer away from the sports losers at my Journalism school at the University of Maryland (no offense sports losers who I can stand) and get into music radio.

OK quick fact–the amount of bullshit defending of the Patriots that’s going on is has gotten insane. First of all, I have never heard so many people say that kicking field goals late in a game with a big lead is more disrespectful than going for the end zone. Going for field goals is by its very nature prudent and non-aggressive. I’m also sick of people saying that there is no such thing as running up the score in pro sports. By that logic, there is simply no such thing as sportsmanship in pro sports. Why do we teach children to be good sports and not kick someone when they’re down only to have that ignored at the highest level?? Since when did being a professional negate respect for one’s opponent?

Tom who??!?!

As destiny appears to be shoving the emotionless Patriots down are throats (I’m sorry, this team has no character or “special” feeling to it beyond their exceptional play), there is one story out there that would be so great, that it would make the undefeated season pale in comparison. What if the Cleveland Browns made it to the playoffs? What if just about the most abused team in the NFL over the last 20 years made it to the playoffs because of a ton of heart and a playing out of his mind Derek Anderson (20 tds and 9 picks so far)? What if the Browns went on the road and beat Goliath? Not just Goliath–evil Goliath. My brother likes to compare Bill Belichick and company to the Nazis. I think that’s a bit much. I refer to Belichick as Manson. What if the Browns — a team named and designed after poop–went into Foxboro and shit all over Manson?

Did anyone see Raw on Monday? I was so siked for the return of Chris Jericho as I missed the development of Y2J several years ago. And boy was I disappointed. The bit they used to bring him back was terrible. Everything he said was a catch phrase with a cheesy off broadway over-acting type of delivery. His sparkly vest was not so intimidating–neither was his effeminate walk. It was wack. The highlight of the night was Triple H’s run-in to save Jeff Hardy from Snitsky and Umaga.

What a bummer it is that Matt Hardy had to have emergency appendix surgery on Tuesday. He’ll be out 1-3 months which really sucks bcause MVP and Hardy were finally going to get into an awesome series of matches. The WWE really took their time with the Hardy/MVP relationship (which was refreshing) and just as it was coming together, Hardy got hurt.

I’ll have more non wrestling randomness later and throughout the holiday weekend…