NO, I didn't want to ever make this, but the healing had to begin sometime, somehow.
YES, it definitely is NSFW, dude.
MAYBE, if you're in the mood, you'll want to read this article about YOPF in Sunday's Hartford Courant (published during happier times, obviously).
And DEFINITELY GFY everyone. GFY.
PS - Hey TFB...next time you play in the Super Bowl DON'T get your hair cut the night before. HELLO? A little "Sampson loses power with loss of hair" thing perhaps?
I need to stop grasping at straws...and beers.
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I find it too difficult to type much due to excessive dry heaves, slick keys from gushing man-tears and a general malaise (it's French for "my team lost the goddamn Super Bowl and all I got was this lousy emotional shitstorm cloud hanging over my head") that I don't see leaving any time soon. Sure as hell can't or won't be watching SportsCenter or anything for a while, seeing as I don't want to watch my TV with a shoe or a hammer in it.
You've read everything that you could handle until you felt you'd punished yourself enough. You watched what you could stomach. And you've talked to enough people, listened to enough sports radio and played "What if..." in your head too many times already. It's not your fault, Will. Gotta start dealing. We lost. They won. This blows.
I'm working on something, what I don't know. But it's something. And I'll get it up soon as I can. In the interim I did my best to start whatever healing process I could this morning on WBZ TV4. It was early. I was delirious. I did my best. I hope THIS VIDEO helps you deal with your grief.
More soon. I got nothing else. Just get some sleep, eat some pizza, see a movie, whatever. Just don't turn back. You won't like what you see.
And if you wanna talk to Bob Lobel and some of the WBZ guys out in Arizona and ask questions about what's up check out wbztv.com today for his live-chat at 12:30pm EST. Ask him where Steve Burton buys those cool pimp jackets he wears.
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The finishing touches are being put on what I hope is a rousing webcast that leads to the celebratory kind next week. I have no intention of any other kind of webcast next week. NONE. So, TFB and crew, do that victory thing you do.
Yup, we'll have the 'cast up ASAMFP. Till then here's some more me somehow on WBZ TV and rated PG distractionary fodder.
Also - I'll be on 100.7 WZLX FM in Boston from about 830am to 10am this Friday, hanging with Karlson and Mackenzie, shooting the shit and stirring up whatever Patriot fever hasn't already been stirred. Good times - but seriously it needs to be game time right fahkin' NOW!
Back with a webcast in a bit. Till then GFY and let's go Pats!
If I were to even bother to address some of the 74,538 different "story"lines coming outta Arizona I'd be blogging all day like Aaron Ross vomited all night. Instead, in this eternal eternity till Sunday at 6:18, I'll pick my battles wisely and just concentrate on the little things that pique my interest most. And also on continuing to magically wake up on time for this week-long stint on Boston's Channel 4. Holy frozen footballs I am outta sorts! I may rise every day at 3am for work but there ain't alotta shining till after my noontime nap. Anyway, as I work away on the SB 42 WPW, here's some WBZ TV 4 action from the week. It's SFW, so no fear of turning heads with uber-burps or getting yourself a free trip to HR thanks to my language.
From Tuesday the 29th (click or copy 'n paste to view any of the vids):
I know I'm just adding to the coverage/vlogging/excess content hype, but all things considered talking about the game is helping keep my mind off the game. Trust me that's a good thing.
Back soon with more WBZ and a baton down your mom's hatches Wicked Pissah Super Bowl Webcast. Till then GFY and Let's Go Pats!
Starting this Monday, YOPF (Yer Old Pal Fitzy, for future fahkin' reference) will be on The WBZ News in the Morning Show, from 5-7am, on WBZ TV Channel 4 in Boston. I'll be filling in for the estimable David Robichaud (who's driving cross-country to Super Bowl 42 - that rental car should smell pretty sweet by Oklahoma!), doing a coupla bits every morning, talking Pats, a whole lotta smack, and everything that's on my mind, and yours, when it comes to Super Bowl 42. Consider it a Hot Cup 'o Fitzy for the week leading to the biggest game we've seen in quite a while. Should be fun, though I am kinda freaked over the idea of doing live TV at an hour I'm used to going to bed at. I'll need at least three alarm clocks and a whole Dunkies Box 'O Joe to myself.
Hopefully I'll get a chance to hit the streets, press some flesh and meet some peeps and see what you all are up to. If anyone is doing anything absolutely braindead, bonkers or bananas leading up to the game, gimme a shout @ . I'll show up with a cameraman, and a thirsty mouth. Maybe a sixer of Sammy.
So tune in, tell your friends, set your TiVos or run for cover. Whatever makes you most comfortable. This should be a hoot...and if everything goes terribly maybe I'll wrestle a gorilla or pull a Ron Burgundy.
ALSO - Super Bowl 42 Wicked Pissah Webcast - Currently in writing, will be delivered, in full-fahkin' foul form, this week, for your pre-SB 42 viewing pleasure. A game this big calls for a webcast like I haven't made. Like anything worthwhile (or stupid, like "Hudson Hawk") it needs time.
Keep in touch, keep the faith and keep believin' The Run for 19 and Done is just 1 big win away.
Well, here we are. Super Bowl 42, the Super Bowl with the number that I hope mirrors the point total we hang on the upstart G-Men, completing The Run for 19 and Done. The problem is now we have so much time before the game that we can over-read, over-think and over-analyze this game to death. (Could it be close, yet again? Yes. Am I gonna freak myself out into a state where I start believing the Giants might win? Balls no!) Thus the trick is to find some fun things to do, some ways to distract yourself and kill time between now and Sunday, February 3rd at 6:0whatever the fahk time kickoff is. And I feel it is my duty to entertain and divert some of you humps through this Eternal waiting period (it's really therapy for me, but if I say it's for you then I don't feel as ridiculous and obsessed, plus typing keeps beer outta my hands).
So here are some links and readables to help pass the time, seeing as the wait between Conference Championship and Super Bowl is as fahkin' long as the wait between Indiana Jones 3 and 4.
By now you've probably already all seen THIS and freaked the fahk out. Could it explain alot? Maybe. Is it the souvenir TFB bought at The Excuse Factory so as to explain his sub par performance in the AFC title game? No. Does it have me shittin' bricks that it could in some way, shape or friggin' form affect our boy's game, and thus give the Giants a chance, and the world some mouth fodder to cry about should the unthinkable occur? Sadly, yes. Well, you can all breathe a small sigh of relief because there's also THIS video action (Honestly, I feel gross posting TMZ video, seeing as they and all the paparazzi really are the devil, but I asked the heavens for a 2-week reprieve on judgment - I'll stop watching after Feb 3rd so as to re-purify my soul). Regardless of the injury severity and whether he needs the boot or not, Lords of Light, heal TFB's fahkin' tonight!
Well, not that it has anything to do with the most freaked-out-over right foot in football history, but if you're thinking about having a party, or going to 'Zona, or maybe doing something else crazy should they go 19-0, chances are you're not as flat-out bananas as THIS guy (see dude, the trick is come March this year, and the year 2027, it's still there).
Oh, and speaking of the G-Men, and their chances in "The Big Game," I know the NFL and their merch partners (Merch Partners, sounds like some a-hole finance or broker company you who would run spots during the Super Bowl, right?) have to pre-print some early goods in case said team wins, so they can be bought the day after the Super Bowl? And often times there's a lot of useless champ merch (I still wish I had one of those worthless Red Sox 1986 World Series Champ shirts you know they had made up!). Well, here's a little fuel for the fire for you Pats fans. THIS is mostly harmless, but come on, it's the Super Bowl, baby! Let's stir some shit up!
More, LOTS more soon. Keep your eye on the prize, think good Lombardi thoughts, and whenever some jackass colleague or nitwit you know who either roots for the Giants or against the Pats (that bandwagon can grow all it wants, it just makes us stronger and more focused), happens to tell you that this game reminds them of Super Bowl 36, except now we're the Rams, and the G-Men are the Pats, remind him/her/it that "Kurt Warner is not TFB, even with a crocodile-bitten foot, and Mike Martz sure as shitballs ain't Bill Fahkin' Belichick."
I say that to myself every night before bed.
Cheers and Cold Super Bowl 42 Beers,
Fitzy
PS - RIP, Heath Ledger. The guy was a whale of an actor, and anyone who plays The Joker gets major points in my book.
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I'm so excited for this weekend that I decided to post not 1 but 2 videos; one for the title game to come, and one celebrating all the gluttontastic goodness of the weekend past. Big fat GFY thanks to everyone who shared some tailgate action with us, and a double GYF with extra Foxboro sauce to the Chargers this Sunday!
A 2-for-1, kinda like weeknights at your mom's place.
Also Known As, "Get Outta The Way Jacksonville! We Got Us a Revenge Match with Seyton Manning Next Week at The Razor" (Call it what you will, LET'S GO PATS!)
Warning - Some NSFW Language, Dood!
PS - I'll be at the Supahfans tailgate at Rodman Ford, across from Gillette, this Saturday, from 2-6pm. Stop by, say HI or GFY!
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Folks, Happy Fahkin' New Year to one and all of you humps. After a much-needed rest and recovery (mostly due to the squeaking out of win 16, some due to New Year's and such...), I'm back in the lab, working on a new webcast for the Pats and their playoff run. The kind we hope ends in glory, with many victims slain, and it starts this weekend with the North Florida Teal 'n Black Football Cats.
Be sure to look for a new webcast tomorrow night, Friday morning at latest. Also - I'll be in Foxboro with the crew shooting an uncensored, unfiltered and unapologetic tailgate video pre-Pats/Jax, so if you're gonna be at the game or hanging out in the neighborhood then drop a line at . We'll be set up at Rodman Ford with the good folks from Supahfans.com, then we'll get to wandering around like Margot Kidder, looking to talk with the crazies, the diehards, the hardcores and everyone with a beer, a BBQ and a burning desire to watch some Pats roast those Cats.
ALSO OF WORTHY FAHKIN' MENTION - I don't repost alot of other stuff, seeing as there are approximately 9,453 other sports blogs and such for that. BUT, I do wanna get into building some community by featuring some of the best Boston sports videos (you know, the ones that are ballsy, funny or funballsy). So, I got passed THIS video today and wanted to share. All kinds of props to funnyman Jimmy Dunn for standing behind a real winner and campaigning vigorously in New Hampshire this week for the team we could ALL stand behind. Good shit, Jimmy. Good shit.
Get ready for this weekend - webcast soon, then be sure to stock up on beer, snacks and anti-sports-nervous-breakdown medicine (also known as beer - the Pats have been giving us some rides of late), tune the TV in, shut everyone up, and get ready to root like you haven't rooted before. And before you know it we hope we'll be moving on with The 17-0 Show, another great stop on The Run for 19 and Done.
