Make sure you humps drink the cheap stuff while watching Skanks @ Sawx and give some bucks, OK? Else that kid who used to walk up and down the aisles at the movie theater shaking the change can, asking for donations, is gonna come to your house and annoy you until you give him some coinage, K?
3.) SELF-PROMOTION ALERT: Game 2 of the mid-week Skanks/Sawx series will be on Es-pen, but that doesn’t mean you can’t get some New England Sports Nitwittery while you watch? Be sure to follow along with me as I host the evening’s activities on NESN Nation.
4.) For everyone I got emails from, read Facebook postings of and listened to on sports radio the last two days, bitching up a shitstorm about Saturday night, all I gotta say is CALM YOUR FAHKIN JETS! Sure they played like pan-fried dogshit, but they were working some elements. They got whipped in practice. They’ll learn. They were missing 5 starters. Haynesworth the Horrible hasn’t seen the field. Just calm the fahk down, peoples! And no, don’t look for solace in Thursday fake season finale.
5.) Belichick allowed himself to be mic’d for the entire 2009 season for an NFL Films 2-part documentary special Sept 15th and 22nd? Answers to 4th and 2? The playoff dickwhiping at home versus the Ravens? The intimate musings of BB to TFB? Holy fahkin must-see-frickin-TV! Count me and my face and 6-pack in.
and… 6.) This is fahkin’ funny. Let’s hope the Skanks play as well this week as well as these nitwits portray people.
More soon! Go Sawx! GFY everyone else.
(Belichick and Sox/Yanks pic courtesy of the LOLPats/LOLSox peeps)
I hate being right, or getting that feeling, the nagging feeling that if something doesn’t go right for your team at a certain point then you’re up Shit’s Creek, no paddle. Even if you’re winning at the time. Kinda like when you’re watching the Pats, and they get a turnover and somehow are not able to capitalize off it. You get that “I think I just ate rancid peanuts” feeling in your gut that tells you the tides are gonna turn or momentum is gonna shift for the worse (see: Crumpler’s drop versus Jets in playoffs, January 2011). Well, I got that “Crumpler’s Drop” feeling last night in the bottom of the 5th when after Gonzo’s whiff (terrible name for a cologne) with the bases loaded to end the inning. The Sawx had the Skanks against the ropes. Fartolo was gone, the sacks were juiced, the crowd was pumped, and the Sox needed to apply the chokehold. The crowd was calling for the submission. We wanted the Million Dollar Dream! The People’s Elbow! The DDT! Even the Shake, Rattle and Roll would have done fine by us!
But instead Gonzo, who is hitting OK but not the same DefCon 1 threat in the lineup post-ASG (I’m telling you, doesn’t look as dangerous of late, just my fahkin’ opinion), struck out to Boone Logan, on 3 pitches, and thus the Yankees surge began. Lestah was shaky in the 6th. The strike zone was sponsored by the USPS because it was the size of a friggin’ postage stamp. And the Skanks bullpen was excellent. Capping the night with 2 guys, back-to-back, to end the game, staring at 3rd strikes was like getting tossed from a bar by the bouncer, and you’re on the sidewalk, and then the y throw your keys at you and they hit you in the head. INSULT TO FAHKIN’ INJURY.
/>I get it, it’s only 1 game, Fitzy. RELAX like Pedey says. And yeah, things were bound to change. Sox were 8-1 vs the Empire so far this season. Teams had the same record heading into last night. Wasn’t going to be a totally lopsided rivalry all season. It’s just that having a chance to apply the boot to the throat, only to slip in the mud and let the Yankees off the ground...major suckitude.
So now we’re back in 2nd...and we got Lackey on the hill versus Cream Corn Sabathia? Should only be about 47 hits in this 7 1/2 hour Yankees/Sox marathon. I’ll be on the NESN Nation today, starting around 3:30pm with the tweetage and the videos and such (@fitzygfy or @nesnnation)...
...so if anyone needs to commiserate about today, last night, the “moldy peaches in your fruit salad” taste of being back in 2nd place...I’m here/beer for you, peoples.
Back-to-back GW-ribeyes for the “Navajo-meboy”, as he’s referred to on the Twittah? (I like to call him Big Chief Stealabase, but I digress) Tremendous output all season from Ellsbury, and now add to that the ever elusive, all-important CLUTCH. The mystical element that all athletes alike seek, that there is no quantative qualifier for, that many writers have opined on, saying there is no such thing. Well, I might have to disagree. Time and again we’ve seen specific athletes show why they’re superstars (or named Robert Horry, who didn’t accidentally earn the nickname “Big Game Bob") and come up with big performances at the right time, when they were needed most. That we might be adding Ellsbury to hat list, or that he’d even knock on the door of The Cutch Club and ask that his membership be considered? At once outrageous, but now conceivable. Sawxpeoples, time to start embracing Jacoby as a big boy. I think he’s graduated from the “My girlfriend likes him / he’s a Pink Hat delight” club.
And for what it’s worth...who ever saw a team like the Indians being competitive this year, let alone giving the Sox such a run for their money? Tooth n nail, back n forth...thee games are 9 inning battle royals, worth every penny and minute spent. And tonight we get to see the Sox debut of Erik Bedard (pronounced “E-rik Beh-DAHD), who could be the difference maker for these 2011 Red Sox; he could be the missing element for the rotation, bust out his vintage 2007 form and lead us to playoff glory, a boost for a rotation suffering without a healthy Buchholz...OR he could show us that you don’t have to spend $16.5 million a year to suck out loud. WE’LL SEE! / THAT’S WHY THEY PLAY THE GAMES! / ETCETERA!
On the Pats front...great to see The Law Firm back in the Foxboro fold. Talk about someone who made something from seemingly nothing. This guy was an undrafted collegiate free agent, who filled in admirably as a starter in 2008...wait, first he made the friggin’ team. Then he got a shot at starting and made the most of it, impressing Belichick and Pats fans alike. And once Maroney finally danced his way out of town (a day I might celebrate the 1-year anniversary of this fall, not to kick a guy when he’s down), Law Firm took the bull by the horns and became a stud. Hes not flashy. He’s not the fastest. He doesn’t have Madden X-Box moves. But he runs. Downhill. Hard. EVERY. DAMN. DOWN. How can a blue-collar, lunch-pail, beer-for-breakfast fanbase like the Patriots have not get behind this guy? He was tremendous last season, especially when teamed with Football Pedroia (Woodhead). Now add the 2 rookies (1 a speed guy in Vereen, the other a bulldozer in Ridley), AND the final season of WHAT THE FAULK? This should be without a doubt the best backfield TFB has had at his disposal in his Patriots tenure.
And the WR / TE corps ain’t bad either.
Nice fan art (fanart) by Glen Jardine. This name works for this next stage of his career, right?
Today, I’ll leave you with just what you wanted / were expecting; video of a 9-year old girl wrestling a grown man. OK, our work on this planet is done (right after 1 more SB for TFB).
Hey fuckheads! Coffee tastes a little more delicious, morning pinch-out goes that much smoother when you stay up and watch a Sox walkoff. Especially one that got delayed for 95 minutes and was in doubt many times. But once again who comes through? My pick for 2011 MVP...Jacoby Hellzbury. Kid is having a (you guessed it) MONSTAH SEASON. He really is...check the stats and numbers, peoples. They don’t lie. He’s all over it. If you’re too lazy to go read on your own, or remain unconvinced, potentially hungover, check out Chad Finn’s recent column on the potential historical awesomeness of Ellsbury’s season. That was his first GW-ribeye of the year, but it’s not usually your leadoff hitter that delivers the goods. If he keeps this up...I’m just sayin’...
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