Alright boys and girls, time for my triumphant return. Sound the horns, because not only am I back, I'm pissed. Why? Because not only do some people not need kids, but they need to keep their mouths shut about good discipline and order. Stand-by folks, the shit is hitting the fan.
So my lovely wife forwarded a news article on to me. (I'll attach a link at the bottom) Basically the community in a Utah town are raising Kane because a football coach made a decision to suspend his entire team for being jerks. According to the article all 80 players have been benched, are being tasked with community service, and are having to earn the right to play. This is because of his players cyber bullying, cutting classes, and being disrespectful to teachers.
That's right, the community is pissed that the coach is instilling discipline, and character into this team. To the coach I say, OUTSTANDING! To the parents of the players I say, "Shame on you." To the community that's crying I say, "You should be ashamed of yourselves." More and more parents are letting their kids have free reign. We have a generation of selfish, and ignorant cowards heading into the world with a sense of entitlement. No, I'm not talking about politicians.
#1 The parents obviously have failed to instill discipline into these kids, that's part of what sportsmanship is.
#2 Respect isn't just a standard on the field of battle, it's a standard in life. These kids obviously need to learn that.
#3 It's a team. Everyone works together. If one person fails to do what they're supposed to, the team fails to accomplish their mission.
It's called a TEAM, not a group of individuals, which so many people seem to have forgotten. This coach is teaching these kids what the adults have forgotten, teamwork, team ethics, character, discipline, and he's doing through action. Words are nothing without action. These kids have had enough words. They're old enough to know right from wrong. If they're not held accountable for their actions as this point in their life, then they're being setup for failure later on in life. And if they're set up for failure, whose to blame? The community will blame the parents, which is where they should be looking now instead of crucifying the coach. The community is to blame because they're not holding the bar and doing their part to ensure that kids are being taught right by being held accountable for their actions.
Here's the thing. I've seen way to many cases of parents being allowed to drop the ball. The news reminds us all the time. Kids are being conditioned to call the police, or claim they're being abused if a parent punishes them. What's worse is parents are giving up, and just letting their kids run wild because they're afraid of having to face the court for doing what they should as parents. But at the same time they don't want to see anyone else discipline their kids, and teach them what they as parents have failed to. Teachers and councilors bitch, moan, and complain that they have to teach kids so much these days. This is because nothing is being done! If parents would step up to the plate and do their damn job, life would be easier for everyone all around. Our kids would be better people, our educators would be able to educate instead of play referee, and our coaches could focus on sports!
You're upset because your kid wasn't involved and shouldn't have to pay? Shut the hell up, it's a team effort! They're not being kicked off the team, they're working to pick up the weaker players and actually build a team instead of a gang! Don't want them to be a TEAM player? Give them a gameboy instead.
This coach is going against the norm, by doing what everyone should. He's doing the right thing, for the right reasons, and looking out for the future of these kids. If you don't understand it, you need to step back and look at the big picture.
http://foxnewsinsider.com/2013/09/26/utah-high-school-football-coach-suspends-entire-team-cutting-classes-cyberbullying
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Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Marthon of Life: Dean Karnazes Inspiration
Today will be a little different than my norm. Not that I really have a norm. Instead, today we'll be taking a quick look at a book a brother Marine recommended. Ultramarathon Man: Confessions of an All Night Runner by Dean Karnazes. Now before I get into it, I'll take a second to remind you, I'm not big on running. If you recall my previous blog on fun exercise, I made it pretty clear. But this book made me want to lace up and hit the pavement. To sum it up quickly, it's a great read.
Dean writes this, picking segments out of his life. Where he first found his love of the run, to where he is now. Throughout his story, you come across humor that makes you want to yell, "Run, Forest, Run." At the same time though, you get presented with something that most sport/athletic books leave out, injury. And I'm not talking the occasionally mentioned bumps, bruises, and barely mentioned breaks. I'm talking details that make you take notice, and say, "Holy COW!" At the same time, however, Dean doesn't go into painstakingly descriptive rants about it. It's simple, and straight forward with just enough detail.
From the get go, the book pulls you right in. It's not written like a biography, nor is it written like a sports journal. Which lets face it, too many sports books are. Instead, Dean writes like he's talking directly to you. And why not? He is in fact telling his story to the world. It reads like a casual conversation that you'd have with a close friend. This is seriously the fastest read I've had in years.
Even though it's about him and his exploits, he doesn't just ramble on about himself. He talks about his family, what they've been through, how they've grown, and how they've hit the high's and low's of life together, adapted and overcome. Love and loss, it's all right there. He talks about some of the people he's met, and who all he runs for as well. If anything you find love and tragedy throughout this book, but in good portions. Neither overshadows the other.
Ultimately this book is about the ultra marathon we call life. Running is just how Dean gets through it. It's inspiring, a breath of fresh air, and a lost toe nail all at once. While I'd love to give more detail, I'm afraid I'd get carried away and give out too much. So I'll simply say go read this book. It will make you feel good.
P.S. Thanks for the great recommendation Adam. Semper Fi brother.
Dean writes this, picking segments out of his life. Where he first found his love of the run, to where he is now. Throughout his story, you come across humor that makes you want to yell, "Run, Forest, Run." At the same time though, you get presented with something that most sport/athletic books leave out, injury. And I'm not talking the occasionally mentioned bumps, bruises, and barely mentioned breaks. I'm talking details that make you take notice, and say, "Holy COW!" At the same time, however, Dean doesn't go into painstakingly descriptive rants about it. It's simple, and straight forward with just enough detail.
From the get go, the book pulls you right in. It's not written like a biography, nor is it written like a sports journal. Which lets face it, too many sports books are. Instead, Dean writes like he's talking directly to you. And why not? He is in fact telling his story to the world. It reads like a casual conversation that you'd have with a close friend. This is seriously the fastest read I've had in years.
Even though it's about him and his exploits, he doesn't just ramble on about himself. He talks about his family, what they've been through, how they've grown, and how they've hit the high's and low's of life together, adapted and overcome. Love and loss, it's all right there. He talks about some of the people he's met, and who all he runs for as well. If anything you find love and tragedy throughout this book, but in good portions. Neither overshadows the other.
Ultimately this book is about the ultra marathon we call life. Running is just how Dean gets through it. It's inspiring, a breath of fresh air, and a lost toe nail all at once. While I'd love to give more detail, I'm afraid I'd get carried away and give out too much. So I'll simply say go read this book. It will make you feel good.
P.S. Thanks for the great recommendation Adam. Semper Fi brother.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Whose the Best? A Marks Answer
Time for a jaunt into lost youth, entertainment, and the world of professional wrestling. Kidding? Nope, I'm serious. While yes, it's scripted, it's still brings countless hours of joy to young kids, and the inner child of adult men across the country. Like most men of my generation, I started watching pro wrestling back in the 80's. The days of NWA, WWF (now called WWE), neon, flash, over the top characters, and REALLY BAD HAIR.And while this form of sports entertainment changes with every generation, there's a question on the lips of every mark out there. Who's your favorite wrestler?
For me, I've always been a black sheep with a lot of things. This area is really no different. Over the years, the average fan will utter the names of Flair, Hogan, the Rock, and occasionally Bret Hart, or Sting. While those men have made their mark and earned their way, the names I always wanted to watch were different. Piper, DDP, and Austin. Ok, not that different, but lets take a look at them.
The 80's were great. I started watching, and cheering like other boys. For me though, I could have given a rats booty about Hulk Hogan. While everyone else was Hulking up, I was excited to see Rowdy Roddy Piper. The man was a maniac. Hardcore, before hardcore was a thing. While most people were saying holy cow, I was saying PIPER, PIPER, PIPER! The 90's came around, and it got better. Hogan was starting to show his age, fans were starting to see him for who he always has been. A weak wrestler that could cut a great promo. So when Piper crossed over into WCW and was working a feud with him, it was a weird good time. I went from cheering for the bad guy, to cheering for the good guy because both men switched places.
But the 90's were a turbulent time for wrestling. The pomp and circumstance was no longer the status quo, as balls and attitude were the new demand. And while Piper will always be my first favorite, I was still cheering for the dark side. Enter Diamond Dallas Page. A bad guy with style. And he was just getting better and better. The best part, his finisher the Diamond Cutter can and would come out of nowhere. But there was something interesting that really pulled me in. In a short span of a few years of actually wrestling, everyone was cheering for the bad guy instead of the good guy. It wasn't because he was being bad, instead, it was because he was standing his ground and telling the good guys, and the bad guys where to stick it. He did what he wanted on his terms. It wasn't over the top, it wasn't flashy, it seemed somewhat real and could be related to by anyone. He was essentially opening up to take on the entire roster. It was incredible.
But DDP wasn't alone in this. Stone Cold Steve Austin entered his own here too. He had been fun to watch in the past, but this character was him. He turned on his handler, he gave the finger to everyone, and essentially was doing the same thing as DDP but in a different way. While DDP was the self made man doing what was best for him, Austin was essentially saying, "You're not the boss of me!" It was something that everyone from the adolescent to the working man could find. So seeing what the two of these men would do next was almost always a gamble. Unlike what Piper was doing, and the rest of the previous generation of wrestlers, it was no longer the predictable good versus evil. It was now a game of who could hit harder.
These days wrestling can still be fun. But it's not the same. It's a different generation, relating to a different audience. Sadly, some wrestlers haven't realized that 30 plus years is too much and haven't retired from full time involvement, while others occasionally show up as a blast from the past. But it's not a weekly venture for me any more. It's an on/off relationship that I come back to every couple months. The torch has been passed. And with all the change, not everything is different. Much like real sports, it's something that old fans and new fans alike can sit down and talk about.
For me, I've always been a black sheep with a lot of things. This area is really no different. Over the years, the average fan will utter the names of Flair, Hogan, the Rock, and occasionally Bret Hart, or Sting. While those men have made their mark and earned their way, the names I always wanted to watch were different. Piper, DDP, and Austin. Ok, not that different, but lets take a look at them.
The 80's were great. I started watching, and cheering like other boys. For me though, I could have given a rats booty about Hulk Hogan. While everyone else was Hulking up, I was excited to see Rowdy Roddy Piper. The man was a maniac. Hardcore, before hardcore was a thing. While most people were saying holy cow, I was saying PIPER, PIPER, PIPER! The 90's came around, and it got better. Hogan was starting to show his age, fans were starting to see him for who he always has been. A weak wrestler that could cut a great promo. So when Piper crossed over into WCW and was working a feud with him, it was a weird good time. I went from cheering for the bad guy, to cheering for the good guy because both men switched places.
But the 90's were a turbulent time for wrestling. The pomp and circumstance was no longer the status quo, as balls and attitude were the new demand. And while Piper will always be my first favorite, I was still cheering for the dark side. Enter Diamond Dallas Page. A bad guy with style. And he was just getting better and better. The best part, his finisher the Diamond Cutter can and would come out of nowhere. But there was something interesting that really pulled me in. In a short span of a few years of actually wrestling, everyone was cheering for the bad guy instead of the good guy. It wasn't because he was being bad, instead, it was because he was standing his ground and telling the good guys, and the bad guys where to stick it. He did what he wanted on his terms. It wasn't over the top, it wasn't flashy, it seemed somewhat real and could be related to by anyone. He was essentially opening up to take on the entire roster. It was incredible.
But DDP wasn't alone in this. Stone Cold Steve Austin entered his own here too. He had been fun to watch in the past, but this character was him. He turned on his handler, he gave the finger to everyone, and essentially was doing the same thing as DDP but in a different way. While DDP was the self made man doing what was best for him, Austin was essentially saying, "You're not the boss of me!" It was something that everyone from the adolescent to the working man could find. So seeing what the two of these men would do next was almost always a gamble. Unlike what Piper was doing, and the rest of the previous generation of wrestlers, it was no longer the predictable good versus evil. It was now a game of who could hit harder.
These days wrestling can still be fun. But it's not the same. It's a different generation, relating to a different audience. Sadly, some wrestlers haven't realized that 30 plus years is too much and haven't retired from full time involvement, while others occasionally show up as a blast from the past. But it's not a weekly venture for me any more. It's an on/off relationship that I come back to every couple months. The torch has been passed. And with all the change, not everything is different. Much like real sports, it's something that old fans and new fans alike can sit down and talk about.
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Champion or Belt Holder
Big talk in the world of MMA as of late has been lingering on the bout between Silva and Weidman at UFC 162. For those who are unfamiliar, I'll just do a quick recap. Silva has been the undisputed Middleweight Champion for years now, and is arguably considered by many to be the greatest MMA champ of all time. Weidman is an up and coming fighter with an incredible record as well. Long story short, Weidman turned out Silva's lights in the second round to win the belt.
It was talked about during the bout, that UFC head Dana White said that Silva would have a guaranteed rematch if he lost. Something that's quickly been confirmed as the two are being scheduled to fight later this year at UFC 168. I have an issue with this.
While some will argue that he only lost because of his antics, I feel he should lose more. Taunting is one thing, but Silva not only disrespects his peers, he dishonors the sport of MMA. It wasn't that long ago, that he displayed this same antics. It talked trashed, pranced around the ring, and times even walking behind the ref and acting like they were a human shield. If you don't know the bout I'm referring to it's UFC 112 where Silva faced off with Demian Maia. Dana White was so embarrassed, he left before the fight was even over. It's the only time I can remember where he didn't give the strap to the champ himself. After the fight Silva offered up half-hearted apologies for his behavior, claiming he wasn't himself. It was a lie then just as much as it is now. The guys just a jerk.
The difference this time, is that he got knocked out and lost the strap. While it should be a chance for him to finally learn some humility, it's more likely he's chalking it up as a fluke. In my opinion he should be fined for this behavior. Other sports do it. There's a point where it's too much, and the UFC needs to recognize this. In addition, since this is a repeated offense, Silva shouldn't get an immediate rematch. Instead, he should be pushed down the line and forced to wait. The man is an embarrassment and needs to learn that not only does the world not revolve around him, but what humility REALLY is. I can understand there being talk about a possible rematch initially. But once the fight was underway, that talk should have been shelved post hast.
Much like Brock Lesnar talking about going home and having sex with his wife post fight, Silva needs to be punished. End of story.
Now, had Silva taken the fight seriously, it would have been a different story. Instead, now Weidman has a questionable title win that could possibly be nothing but a stain on his career. Then again, he could prove to be a true champ. (Which I hope he does) On the same note, had Silva taken it seriously, he very well could still be the champ. As is, it is my opinion that we have a good caliber champ who won the strap in a fashion that only Vince McMahon would be happy with. And we have an ex-champ being spoon fed his matches in the hope that he can capitalize, get ratings, make new, and ultimately earn money, but is not a real champion, but a jerk that's been handed a number of garbage matches, with only a few real matches.
It is my hopes, that Weidman holds the title for at least a few fights to prove he is truly a champion, not just a fluke winner. And I hope that Silva not only loses in his rematch, but is knocked out again and forced into some fights that will truly test his mettle until he can become an actual champion (not just a belt holder) OR retires. There's just too much wrong with this situation that leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
It was talked about during the bout, that UFC head Dana White said that Silva would have a guaranteed rematch if he lost. Something that's quickly been confirmed as the two are being scheduled to fight later this year at UFC 168. I have an issue with this.
While some will argue that he only lost because of his antics, I feel he should lose more. Taunting is one thing, but Silva not only disrespects his peers, he dishonors the sport of MMA. It wasn't that long ago, that he displayed this same antics. It talked trashed, pranced around the ring, and times even walking behind the ref and acting like they were a human shield. If you don't know the bout I'm referring to it's UFC 112 where Silva faced off with Demian Maia. Dana White was so embarrassed, he left before the fight was even over. It's the only time I can remember where he didn't give the strap to the champ himself. After the fight Silva offered up half-hearted apologies for his behavior, claiming he wasn't himself. It was a lie then just as much as it is now. The guys just a jerk.
The difference this time, is that he got knocked out and lost the strap. While it should be a chance for him to finally learn some humility, it's more likely he's chalking it up as a fluke. In my opinion he should be fined for this behavior. Other sports do it. There's a point where it's too much, and the UFC needs to recognize this. In addition, since this is a repeated offense, Silva shouldn't get an immediate rematch. Instead, he should be pushed down the line and forced to wait. The man is an embarrassment and needs to learn that not only does the world not revolve around him, but what humility REALLY is. I can understand there being talk about a possible rematch initially. But once the fight was underway, that talk should have been shelved post hast.
Much like Brock Lesnar talking about going home and having sex with his wife post fight, Silva needs to be punished. End of story.
Now, had Silva taken the fight seriously, it would have been a different story. Instead, now Weidman has a questionable title win that could possibly be nothing but a stain on his career. Then again, he could prove to be a true champ. (Which I hope he does) On the same note, had Silva taken it seriously, he very well could still be the champ. As is, it is my opinion that we have a good caliber champ who won the strap in a fashion that only Vince McMahon would be happy with. And we have an ex-champ being spoon fed his matches in the hope that he can capitalize, get ratings, make new, and ultimately earn money, but is not a real champion, but a jerk that's been handed a number of garbage matches, with only a few real matches.
It is my hopes, that Weidman holds the title for at least a few fights to prove he is truly a champion, not just a fluke winner. And I hope that Silva not only loses in his rematch, but is knocked out again and forced into some fights that will truly test his mettle until he can become an actual champion (not just a belt holder) OR retires. There's just too much wrong with this situation that leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Ultimate Badasses
You have to love how people respond to the question of who their all time favourite MMA fighter is. The responses are hilarious, and highlight how little the average fan know about the sport. While I'm not putting down the fighters, as many are pretty damn good, I am sitting here wishing the average fan would vest a little more time getting educated before opening their sewers. Typically responses include the likes of Couture, Liddell, GSP, Silva, Bisping, etc. Fighters that for the most part are still fighting, or in some form still a face for the UFC in general. Sometimes you'll get a name from the recently defunct Strikeforce, but that's about it.
The average fan doesn't give a thought to other organizations such as Invicta, and even more rarely female fighters such as Michelle Waterson or Holly Holm. But the Holy Grail that isn't but a whisper are the early days. I'm talking the tournament style fights that occurred long before Dana White got involved, and actually had UFC banned in many places, and had the far east fall in love with Pancrase . Styles where fighters would gather, and then have multiple fights in a night where they would climb the ranks to be the ultimate bad ass in the land. We're not talking some 5 minute round, where the ref would stand you up if he didn't like what he was seeing after a few seconds. We're talking knock down, drag out, 30 non-stop minutes of beating your opponent senseless. Back when men like Royce Gracie, Dan Severn, Ken Shamrock, and Tank Abbott ruled the cage.
You have the great Gracie family who have not only shown that size isn't always a factor in a fight, but have given the world what it knows as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Dan Severn who would tie his opponents up like a pretzel and ended his career recently with over 100 wins to his name. Now you're probably looking at the other names and thinking to yourself, "What the hell is he smoking?" So I'll start with Ken Shamrock. Yes, he's an obnoxious ass who needs to get away from the sport. However, if you take a look at his early career, his prime if you will, he was a great fighter. He racked up wins and was a submission machine. Up until his first retirement, he was a top fighter. I had a discussion with a friend the other day about Tank Abbott, who made a valid point. Tanks career is similar to Shamrocks in that he started off as a man to be feared. While his record was never spectacular, he was a man that would win or lose in spectacular fashion, and almost never allowed a fight to be left in the hands of the judges. Win or lose, someone was getting knocked out, or choked out, end of story. And this kept pace until his first retirement as well.
Retirement is where Shamrock and Abbott are virtual mirror images. Both went to "pro wrestling" organizations for brief runs. And then both returned to the world of MMA to pretty much trash their records, and look more like street thugs than fighters. Both talk an incredible amount of crap, which doesn't work well since they don't win often. And neither one of them seems to believe that they have nothing left in them. The only reason they get fights is so small organizations can put a name on the marque to generate a little more money. Which is sad. Apparently some managers think they'll be able to recreate the Rocky movies with an old MMA fighter.
My point is this, while these are fighters that have either had good endings to their careers or crap, they were pioneers that rarely get credit. For MMA they are the Babe Ruth, Roger Staubach, Wayne Gretzky, Muhammad Ali, Arnold Palmer, and Hulk Hogan. Fans need to look at the history of the sport, commentators and practitioners need to teach the history when they can, and owners should make it a point to remind people of the fighters that made today’s sports possible. I love Mir, Nelson, and many of today's other fighters. But lets not forget the days of old either. Tribute is due. And knowledge brings more enjoyment, and pride to the sport.
The average fan doesn't give a thought to other organizations such as Invicta, and even more rarely female fighters such as Michelle Waterson or Holly Holm. But the Holy Grail that isn't but a whisper are the early days. I'm talking the tournament style fights that occurred long before Dana White got involved, and actually had UFC banned in many places, and had the far east fall in love with Pancrase . Styles where fighters would gather, and then have multiple fights in a night where they would climb the ranks to be the ultimate bad ass in the land. We're not talking some 5 minute round, where the ref would stand you up if he didn't like what he was seeing after a few seconds. We're talking knock down, drag out, 30 non-stop minutes of beating your opponent senseless. Back when men like Royce Gracie, Dan Severn, Ken Shamrock, and Tank Abbott ruled the cage.
You have the great Gracie family who have not only shown that size isn't always a factor in a fight, but have given the world what it knows as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu. Dan Severn who would tie his opponents up like a pretzel and ended his career recently with over 100 wins to his name. Now you're probably looking at the other names and thinking to yourself, "What the hell is he smoking?" So I'll start with Ken Shamrock. Yes, he's an obnoxious ass who needs to get away from the sport. However, if you take a look at his early career, his prime if you will, he was a great fighter. He racked up wins and was a submission machine. Up until his first retirement, he was a top fighter. I had a discussion with a friend the other day about Tank Abbott, who made a valid point. Tanks career is similar to Shamrocks in that he started off as a man to be feared. While his record was never spectacular, he was a man that would win or lose in spectacular fashion, and almost never allowed a fight to be left in the hands of the judges. Win or lose, someone was getting knocked out, or choked out, end of story. And this kept pace until his first retirement as well.
Retirement is where Shamrock and Abbott are virtual mirror images. Both went to "pro wrestling" organizations for brief runs. And then both returned to the world of MMA to pretty much trash their records, and look more like street thugs than fighters. Both talk an incredible amount of crap, which doesn't work well since they don't win often. And neither one of them seems to believe that they have nothing left in them. The only reason they get fights is so small organizations can put a name on the marque to generate a little more money. Which is sad. Apparently some managers think they'll be able to recreate the Rocky movies with an old MMA fighter.
My point is this, while these are fighters that have either had good endings to their careers or crap, they were pioneers that rarely get credit. For MMA they are the Babe Ruth, Roger Staubach, Wayne Gretzky, Muhammad Ali, Arnold Palmer, and Hulk Hogan. Fans need to look at the history of the sport, commentators and practitioners need to teach the history when they can, and owners should make it a point to remind people of the fighters that made today’s sports possible. I love Mir, Nelson, and many of today's other fighters. But lets not forget the days of old either. Tribute is due. And knowledge brings more enjoyment, and pride to the sport.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Super Joke
Super Bowl or Super Joke?
I mean really. What the hell are we watching. The NFL has come up with with ridiculous rules over the years. Safety related my ass. And in my opinion these guys are payed WAY TO MUCH! Yes, I'm yelling like Sam-MothaFuckin-Jackson again.
But they seriously delay the game because some lights went out. Are they afraid someone in the stands will miss the game because of that? This crap annoys me to no end. Do these guys not remember playing on dark fields, after sundown, in the rain, WITH NO PADS? I can still remember it like yesterday. Poor babies might break a sweat. Skins versus Shirts ring a bell for anyone?
What happened to love of the game? This is love of the almighty dollar! If the pampered pansies get a hang nail, they may be looking at a career ending injury. And what's the focus on the coaches being brothers? Yeah, it's been mentioned. So fucking what! Get over it! Instead of calling it the Super Bowl they should call it Harbaugh Bowl. Even the Pirate Bowl didn't have that much attention payed to something so mundane.
Reflect on this seasons Army/Navy game people. Passion, camaraderie, leadership, true heartbreak, everything that a ball game should be. Then we see this crap to finish off the season. I'm let down.
Shit the money spent on ads alone should be illegal. That's money that would be better put towards taking care of a number of things such as our homeless, the deficit, and about a million other things.
Now let's take a small look at the joke they called a half time show. Now I know they want to tone things down since the Janet Jackson/ Justin Timberlake wardrobe malfunction. That was a pretty crappy show in itself. But I swear that ever since that happened, they've gone out of their way to make sure that half time shows suck more dick than a well rounded porn star. Shit sound, shit stage shows, a bunch of lights, and auto-tuned sluts in skimpy outfits do not make a good show. Vince McMahon could put together a better show with 98 year old women. Right now, I'd rather be watching the Lingerie Football League. At least they have some drive.
Hockey season may be short this season, but at least I can look forward to the occasional fight. And athletes that don't lay down like they're dying every time they get bumped or find a piece of grass stuck in their shoes. Plus, MMA is year round baby. Dana White, you sir need to create your own football league, so that the sport can have some testosterone, and respect again.
I mean really. What the hell are we watching. The NFL has come up with with ridiculous rules over the years. Safety related my ass. And in my opinion these guys are payed WAY TO MUCH! Yes, I'm yelling like Sam-MothaFuckin-Jackson again.
But they seriously delay the game because some lights went out. Are they afraid someone in the stands will miss the game because of that? This crap annoys me to no end. Do these guys not remember playing on dark fields, after sundown, in the rain, WITH NO PADS? I can still remember it like yesterday. Poor babies might break a sweat. Skins versus Shirts ring a bell for anyone?
What happened to love of the game? This is love of the almighty dollar! If the pampered pansies get a hang nail, they may be looking at a career ending injury. And what's the focus on the coaches being brothers? Yeah, it's been mentioned. So fucking what! Get over it! Instead of calling it the Super Bowl they should call it Harbaugh Bowl. Even the Pirate Bowl didn't have that much attention payed to something so mundane.
Reflect on this seasons Army/Navy game people. Passion, camaraderie, leadership, true heartbreak, everything that a ball game should be. Then we see this crap to finish off the season. I'm let down.
Shit the money spent on ads alone should be illegal. That's money that would be better put towards taking care of a number of things such as our homeless, the deficit, and about a million other things.
Now let's take a small look at the joke they called a half time show. Now I know they want to tone things down since the Janet Jackson/ Justin Timberlake wardrobe malfunction. That was a pretty crappy show in itself. But I swear that ever since that happened, they've gone out of their way to make sure that half time shows suck more dick than a well rounded porn star. Shit sound, shit stage shows, a bunch of lights, and auto-tuned sluts in skimpy outfits do not make a good show. Vince McMahon could put together a better show with 98 year old women. Right now, I'd rather be watching the Lingerie Football League. At least they have some drive.
Hockey season may be short this season, but at least I can look forward to the occasional fight. And athletes that don't lay down like they're dying every time they get bumped or find a piece of grass stuck in their shoes. Plus, MMA is year round baby. Dana White, you sir need to create your own football league, so that the sport can have some testosterone, and respect again.
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