That’s the only way I know how to describe this dude Chris DeRoy’s stuff. It’s friggin’ fantastic. I love shit..excuse me...STUFF like this, in this style. But when you do it for TFB, White Wes, Papi & other Boston sports favorites and legends, well, I get a little excited.
You can see this and not get excited or wanna run out and by one HOW?
You might know Chirs as the guy who does the great Toucher & Rich cast picture over at The Sports Hub. Good shit. Check out his stuff on Facebook. He doesn’t have a website yet...so email him and tell him to get the show on the road (kudos to the Boston Sports Then & Now humps for the tip-off here.) It is “wicked awesome Boston sports art” indeed.
Oh, and if you wanna buy Chris can be reached at - (considering he doesn’t seem to have awebsite I’m surprised you don’t have to page him or call an operator to place an order.)
That hot waft of awesome that came by your nose this morning? Kinda smelled like the first scent off a freshly-lit bbq grill, with just some light hints of pigskin and beer? Yup, that was the start of Patriots Training Camp 2010. That means meaningful football’s not too far off, and shitty pretend football (which I’ll still take) is very close. Of course when we start getting excited about football in July and wishing it was Kickoff Weekend already, we’re wishing away the 2nd half off the summer. But I’ve already sweat my balls off enough this summer. Trading part of summer for football season is a good deal any which way you look at it.
So, there are about 9.5 million questions, concerns, stories and AFI’s (areas of fahkin’ interest) about this team. Welker, Mankins, TFB’s contract, the rookies galore, this possibly being Mossman’s Patriots swansong? We can get into those later, or never, or whenever. That shit will work itself out. A story I found pretty friggin’ interesting on Day 1 was that Derrick Burgess did not show up because he’s considering retirement.“Oh no! Please don’t retire, Derrick. hat would we do without you and your 1 sack coming off the edge?” Those are not likely to be words heard from the Pats and/or any or many Pats fans. When a guy’s considering retirement, and it’s not someone coming off a boss season, then usually that means they know something’s up, or that the tank is empty, and it’s time to call it quits. It’s not like our version of Julius Peppers is just shocking everybody with this decision out of the Patriot blue. Burgess got old, FAST. Football’s a battle and a grind, and if he ain’t feeling it then for cripes’ sake, Patriots, please don’t talk a man who had little to no impact last season, out of retirement. Therefore, I’d like all of us to say hello and warmly embrace the most likely candidate for the OLB job (until Jermaine Cunningham takes his or Tully Banta Fodder’s job): Rob Ninkovich.
Pats OLB Rob Ninkovich gives a Bill Clinton-esque thumb up to the idea of getting to start for the Pats this season.
He gets my vote for “Most Likely To Imitate And Replace, But Only In The Literal But Not Metaphorical Or Awesomeness-Sense, Mike Vrabel” Award for 2010. Look at him. Glimpse quick enough and it looks like friggin’ ol’ Ready Willing and Vrabel himself. They even got him wearing Vrabel’s #! Shit, think Belichick misses vintage Vrabel and the versatility, stability and toughness that badass with a mustache brought? Hey, who knows - the Pats got Ninkovich for a nickel & dime. Maybe he can surprise people outta nowhere, kinda like a relatively then unheard Mike Vrabel did back in 2001? Ya’ never know. But don’t say I didn’t call it. Unless Ninkovich sucks pink footballs. Then don’t remind me.
...click here to see Blake Lively’s chestbombs popping out at Comic Con last weekend (these are the very same ladypillows that I suggested the Red Sox trade for as “motivation” for the stretch run)...
...and while we’re on the subject of Comic Con here’s a picture that reminds geeks, nerds, fanboys and Fitzys alike that even in your darkest hour, or after the most ball-breaking of losses for your favorite team, there will always be a reason to live...
For just one season. One pre-lockout shot at the title. A One-And-Done-Run-And-Gun shot.
He’s an asshole. He’s a fahkin’ drama queen. He’s moody. He’s paranoid. He’s more emotional volatile than Joan Crawford. He’s a crybaby. Nobody likes him. And there’s a reason why he’s unsigned to this point...and yet, I’m not against it. Call me “the asshole” (won’t be the first time), but if everyone else is pulling out all the stops then what the fahk? The Jets are playing prison yard rules. Miami’s going for it. I say, before we lose football, Mossman or (gawd forbid) TFB, let’s go for it. The part of our soul we’d sell to have this freak lined up opposite Mossman every g-damn Sunday is like the brain cells we kill when we drink; useless! I could live with this.
...and the Celtics still couldn’t bring home the big W in Game 3. Still burns my ass. Nice to see, according to the slideshow at Boston dot com, that celebs from the local and long distance lent their star power to the Gang green scene. Celebrities - they’re just like us! Except they’re not! Because people give a fahk about them, and they shit money!
Look, it’s New England Patriots quarterback and national hearththrob Tom Brady, sporting his new ‘do from The Justin Beiber Salon! When’s the album from your boy band, “TFB-Real” drop, Tommy? LOL.
“No, I swear, I totally used to play my “Hangin’ Tough” cassette and rub it out thinking about you. Then you became The Other Wahlberg. What the fahk?”
Here we see Rasheed Wallace and unemployed receiver Terrell Owens share a hearty laugh and a man-hug over Owens’ ludicrous idea that the Patriots would ever consider signing him. That Owens, such a jokester! LOL!
Recently injured yet rapidly rehabbing New England Patriots standout Wes Welker details to sexy TV personality, and Celtics supahfan, Maria Menunos how his ACL injury would in no way be a problem if she wanted to be his “slot receiver”. Oh Wes, you frisky little devil you!
Here’s that BEAT LA t-shirt you wanted to get for the series. Everyone needs one. Once you wear it to work and everyone says, “Hey dood, I used to think you were a megatool but now suddenly I have shitpiles of respect for you thanks to that friggin’ badass BEAT LA t-shirt”, you can thank me.
I’m hosting a big fat comedy fundraiser this Saturday night, June 5th, in Litchfield, NH. We’ll have the usual raffles, prizes, verbal junkpunches, some “Pocket Money” live, cheap jokes at the expense of people more successful than us, plus you can BYO. $20 can not buy you a better time on a Saturday night (your sister’s rates went up, so...)
POCKET MONEY is filming Wednesday afternoon June 2nd from The Greenway in downtown Boston, 1-4pm, so if you wanna come win $80 of Uncle NESN’s cashola then come bring it, Jabroni!
THIS is the reason why I’ll be able to wake up and see another sunrise if the Celtics don’t BEAT LA, or TFB doesn’t win another Super Bowl. By the way - both of those things will happen. So feel free to find another pretend negative reason (PNR) to need to click that link over and over and over again...
THIS is a damn good baseball blog you should be reading more frequently, you drunk! Take it from a Fitzy (your mom loves to) - this guy gives good Sully!
The thought of Delonte West banging my mom would be more than enough reason to get me to leave Cleveland. Pretty sure there’d have been plenty of reasons to leave beforehand, no matter how hard they tried to get me to stay. Just sayin’...
Also now I know why LeBron should never go to the Knicks. And why YouTube has done as much harm as it has good to my life, and yours. #knicksrecruitingeffortfail
After all, Tom Brady does love to score big in NYC.
Also...somehow in my absenteeism of late I’ve even neglected to post the last couple of appearance on The Bax and O’Brien Show. Appearances...sponsored sportschats...FM bullshit sessions...whatever you call them they’re the reason why I’m up and at ‘em every Thursday at 8:05 in the AM. So here’s May 20th.And here’s May 13th. And of course, where would we be without May 6th. Ah, memories. And the internet. And beer.
