I couldn't honestly care less about it.
Whenever I think of college sports my eyes glaze over and I start thinking about much more interesting things...like puppies or shoes.
But since I am trying to be a better sports person I tried to read some articles in the Sun-Times and Trib and found myself rereading certain lines over and over again. Boring.
So why do people care so much? That is what I really and truly want to know.
Most people who are rooting for these teams have no real ties to them. They didn't go to the school, their kids or parents didn't go to the school, they don't even live in the same state and yet they go crazy over them.
In an effort to give a crap I was rooting for the Fighting Illini.
My ties:
I live in Illinois...
I know some people who went there.
They lost 66-64 to the West Kentucky Hilltoppers.
Apparently they were a "fifth seed" team. They lost to a "sixteenth seed" team. It was a major upset.
I have a very vague idea as to what these "seeds" mean.
After some Googling I found out this:
Nothing.
Modern technology sucks. I just kept getting sites with other lames guesses and picks. Maybe later I'll find out. I've got other things to do.
I'm going to Mexico in three days. Thank by the time I come back it'll allbe done.
Stay fresh.
"There's no crying in BASEBALL!" Touch-downs, slam-dunks, home-runs and shoe sales. The world is full of good things.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
ESPN 8--THE OCHO
I am an occassional insomniac.


I have come to terms with this.
It's the reason that I have read so many books and seen so many movies.
The other night, in spite of having had a hectic week and weekend, I had one of these crazy cases of insomnia. It was midnight and usually by that time I'm out like a light, but for some reason I was wide awake. I didn't have any book around to read, so I hunted through my DVD's (the small collection that I have) and picked out Dodgeball.
I freaking love that movie. I can't help it. Ben Stiller is ridiculously frightening and hilarious and Vince Vaughn...well...he's Vince Vaughn. I have a mini crush on him. Not because he's particularly attractive, but because you know he'd be a good, albeit drunken, time.
I think my favorite thing about the movie are the sports commentators from ESPN 8: The Ocho.

Cotton McKnight: Looks like it's going to be a two-on-one, menage trois of pain.
Pepper Brooks: Usually you pay double for that kind of action Cotton.
High-larious!
I think the reason they crack me up so much is because they're not too far from reality. Jeez, on the few occasions that I do watch sports on tv I hate, hate, hate having to sit through the desk commentary of 3 or 4 guys every 5 minutes. If I'm watching a game, it's to watch the game, not to see the ugly mugs of these men.
I mean I do enjoy it every so often, but not when I'm seeing someone talking about the game more than the I'm seeing the actual game.
Does this bother anyone else?
Cotton McKnight: I'm being told that Average Joe's does not have enough players and will be forfeiting the championship match.
Pepper Brooks: It's a bold strategy, Cotton. Let's see if it pays off for them.
P.S. Wouldn't it be great if there really was an ESPN 8: The Ocho?

Unless there already is...
and I'm just dumb...
hey whatever I don't have cable!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Chicago Polar Plunge
After about a month of saying, "I'm jumping in the lake, I'm jumping in the lake, I'm jumping in the lake... " I finally did it.
I jumped in the lake.
I lost my tail while at it too.
More to come...I need to go to bed.
Happy March!!!
p.s. I finally saw Slumdog Millionare. It was amazing!
I jumped in the lake.
I lost my tail while at it too.
More to come...I need to go to bed.
Happy March!!!
p.s. I finally saw Slumdog Millionare. It was amazing!
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