33.
I lost 2-6 6-7(4) today in my first competitive match since moving here. I am not pleased with this. I want to smash things when my serve gets broken, which happened twice. Next time, things will be different. Domination will be established. And many 7-6 7-6 wins will ensue.
My truck is a piece of shit. It's a Dodge Van thingy. It's pretty, but I don't like it. I WANT MY COROLLA BACK. I loved that thing. It was an unpenetrable tank of gas saving glory. I need to find another. But, used ones are a bitch to find, since everyone wants one. And there's too many fucking Mexicans down here, that love cars like that.
Oh, shock. I turn on ESPN, like the dumbass I am... and it's NFL DRAFT SPECIAL #123423!!! Do they seriously have new draft "update" shows everyday? This is so horrible. Any more mentions of Brett Favre, and I'm breaking the TV. Brett should sue ESPN for talking about him. Like, seriously, if I was some popular athlete, I'd torture ESPN if they ever mentioned me. Especially if they dragged Pedro Gomez to cover me. Poor Pedro, you just know he's sucking on Barry's cock by now. And someone kill Sean Salisbury. Nobody likes him. Except maybe Damaramu.
Well, at least there's tennis on. Bless you, Tennis Channel for showing a zillion hours of Monte Carlo this week.
I want to have lots of sex with Katharine McPhee.
There's not much else here. I'll go on Gaim, and get bombarded with messages! Which I mostly enjoy. Don't stop.
Hugs.
Leelee.
It’s that time of the year again. Gas prices are shooting through the roof and Big Oil and their buddies in the Bush Administration are making record profits. You know what’s funny about this whole situation every time the price of fuel goes up? No, it’s not the soccer mom getting mad when filling up her Durango to take the kids to practice. It’s the same greenie weenies that bitch and moan about the cost of gas along with the rest of the masses. If these bitches had an ounce of honesty in them they’d welcome these $3/gallon prices and wish it would rise to the $4-5 range. After all, with a higher cost of fuel, more people would be tempted to take those clean, efficient vehicles that make up the public transportation system. With a higher cost of fuel, more people would be encouraged to buy hybrid cars, or at least shelve those gas-guzzling SUV’s. With a higher cost of fuel other alterative sources of energy would be encouraged even more.
So how come when the cost of gas rises do I not hear these people applaud? Oh, yeah. Halliburton.
It’s times like this that I thank God I no longer work at a convenience store. The wacky hours and crappy pay were bad enough; don't even get me started on the idiot customers (oops, too late). Those patrons were bad enough back when I worked there back in 1996 when gas was 99 cents a gallon; I couldn’t imagine putting up with these assholes now. Christ almighty, back then these people bitched when gas went up to a whopping $1.06 a gallon; I don’t want to know what they are saying now. One thing that has changed from 10 years ago is that many stations now require you to pre-pay; back then it was merely optional, unless it was late at night. I can’t blame the stores – I remember watching a few customers work up $100 bills back when gas was one-third cheaper than it is now.
Drive-offs were always weird for me. Our store was an extremely busy one, and it seemed that most drive-offs took place in the early afternoon, when there wasn’t much traffic. You would think the drive-offs would take place during a busy period, such as the morning or afternoon rush hour commute. Those drive-offs would get me pissed; you bust your ass for 6-7 hours without any theft, but the moment you turn around to do an inventory of behind-the-counter cigarettes, boom. There goes a $25 order.
Even though I had a few drive-offs in my heyday, there were several instances when I caught the bastards that tried to get a free ride. The most memorable one was this crazy broad who came up to my register, threw a bunch of change at me and just walked out. When I asked her where’s the rest of the money, she mumbled something and just casually drove away. I got the bitch’s license plate and called the cops. When the law finally caught up with this fugitive, I heard from a co-worker that this lady’s husband came in and calmly paid the difference – something like $10. Apparently, the woman was a few fries short of a happy meal and has done things like this before. The reason she gave for her exodus? When you need gas and don’t have enough money to pay for your order, gas stations are supposed to give you the fuel for free.
This lady’s car may have had a full tank of gas, but mentally she’s ran on fumes.
The NFL Draft: This event has become a yearly tradition for me to watch. I know that it drags on with all that time limit often being taken advantage of to the final minute, but it's fun to see what the future of the NFL might look like with those rookies putting on their new team's cap and jersey. For me personally, I keep a watchful eye on the Chicago Bears' selections. This year I ask for one thing and only one thing... actually two.
1. Pick an offensive receiver, please? Pretty please?
2. NOT MERCEDES LEWIS.
The Bears' defense is pretty nasty as it is, and I don't really know of any spots except maybe the other safety position not held by Mike Brown, that needs filling. The offense, however? Absolute ass. They showed a spark of what their offense could be in their final couple games with Rex Grossman, as they actually showed that they had a passing game. Imagine if they balanced it out, with Thomas Jones hopefully being as good or better than last year running and Grossman passing the ball to Muhammad/Berrian/Gage/etc. Mark Bradley's return can only serve good. I honestly don't think the Bears need to replace their incumbent TE that badly. Yeah Desmond Clark doesn't strike fear in people's hearts but so what? He grabs the necessary balls. This year's TE class is pretty weak IMO, there's no standout TE (except for Vernon Davis, who is going to be stupidly taken in the top 10), since Lewis and Pope and the rest don't exactly inspire confidence in me. Hey what about that UCONN basketball dude? If he follows the footsteps of Gates/Gonzo, that can only be good for the Bears. I can easily see Grossman establishing a rapport with a big athletic TE that acts like he's grabbing rebounds than passes. What the Bears should do with their first pick is grab a WR. Yes, a WR. Why not Derek Hagan or Sinorice Moss? Muhsin Muhammad isn't going to be around forever and Justin Gage doesn't seem to be that gamebreaker that people hoped, so grab a WR and hopefully 1 or 2 of their WRs would emerge as the franchise receivers that the QB needs.
Tip of the hat:
- The Colber Report (as usual) is causing me to crack up with laughter nightly. Monday's episode was really good, and that knock knock joke about the San Fransisco Earthquake of 1906 (it killed 3,000 people) was just so bizarre, especially the crowd reaction, but I loved it. The rant about tax and dimes and more hilarious comments about bears has made this a good week for the show, and I hope tonight's episode caps it off well.
- WWE Fantasy. People on TSM are joining the league, and there seems to be more buzz than usual (although that doesn't mean much, really). The thing about WWE Fantasy is you end up loving Masterlock challenges or hoping Big Show has and wins a match.
- Charlies Haas, welcome back. Hope you get to work a full program with Shelton in the future.
- Kingdom Hearts II has become a game I've just been enjoying more so as I progress. Most of the bosses are fun to fight (although Jafar was kind of weak, though the carpet was neat). I think I'm almost done, and look forward to solving my game tape. A lot of people on GameFAQs are talking about how they couldn't beat a boss named Xaldin, but I'm not sure what the big deal was. Annoying, yes, but just keep using your Cure magic and you'll live.
Wag of the finger:
- Last night's South Park episode. That was not even worth the 10 minutes or so it took to download from mininova. Just so awful and terrible, and it seems most people on the TV/Movies forum agree.
Here is my adventure for the night. I'm driving back from my mom's and run into some construction so I have to take a detour through the country side. I come up to a very narrow wooden bridge over a small river. I slow down to cross it and my lights reflect on a small set of eyes running back and forth on the bridge. I get closer and it's a cat. A very scared cat, he runs to side of the bridge like he's gonna take the 15ft drop into the water. I was stopped at this point and I actually screamed out "Kitty! NO!"
Thank god he thought better of it. But we were both at a stand still. So I get out my car and walk over to him slowly and thankfully he ran back the other way and off the bridge. Man I would have felt so fucking bad if he jumped.
I say imported, because it's supposed to be a witty takeoff on my name. Plus it's not stolen from Hoff or Leena, no siree.
Here it goes:
SURVEY~!!!
Full Name: Christopher Robert Stanton/Jones (depending on who you ask)
Nickname: Chris, CJ... uh that's it.
Birthday: 10/08/1983
Hometown: Lombard, Illinois
Current Location: San Diego, California
Eye Color: According to some, a very beautiful hazel.
Hair Color: Brown/Red, though it's currently bleached blonde.
Height: 6'2.
Astrological Sign: Lady Justice (Libra)
Birthplace: Marathon, Florida
Do you get motion sickness: No.
Can you play any instruments: Used to drum pretty well, but I'm sure I suck now.
Righty/Lefty? The only right way, in sports I'm ambidextrious (sp?)
Do you like to sing? Only to my kids, because I suck.
Do you like to dance? When the situation calls for it.
Have any piercings? Not at the moment.
Any tattoos? One. A tattoo of a sun on my right arm to represent a life change. For this coming Father's Day, I'm supposed to get another one, but I'm souring on the idea.
Weirdest dream you've ever had: A recurring one where I'm hunted down by Kano of Mortal Kombat fame. That man is my archnemesis.
Biggest turn-off: Hmm, probably dishonesty.
Sweetest friend: Rob Taylor
Wildest friend: Brian Milburn
How many best friends do you have: Just a couple, anchored by the significant other.
What are their names: Marissa (SO), Rob, Brian, Adam
Have a crush: My wife would kill me if I did... though I suppose if celebrities count, Cobie Smulders.
Favorite color: Silver
Favorite girl name: I'd go with Kelsey, my daughter's name
Favorite boy name: Christian
Want to get married someday: I am.
How many kids do you want to have? What I have already (2), no more.
How do you want to die: Jeez, my biggest fear is death, so I'd rather not think about it, I mean, even the most peaceful way to die (in sleep) is still scary, because you're expecting to wake up but never do. I guess a fitting way for me to die is at Kano's hands.
Have you ever had any broken bones or stitches: Cracked skull, Fractured ribs, a lot of sprains in both my ankles and my right middle finger (all football related)
Most embarassing moment: Lost to a chick in a wrestling match in high school.
How many people have you kissed: Who the fuck keeps track? Oh...
How many CDs do you have: 4.
Have you ever committed a crime: Shoplifting and marijuana use are the two biggies.
Have you ever been in a fight: Yes.
If you could be any character from literature or film, who would you be: I'll answer both. Literature- Sherlock Holmes. His deduction skills are astounding, you cannot put one past that man. Film- My TSM namesake, Porter.
If you could be any animal, what would you be: A scorpion king.
If you could have one super power, what would it be: The ability to teleport in a blink. Basically called "blinking".
If you could have three wishes, what would they be?
1. The collapse of politics worldwide.
2. Either a new everlasting power source or inifinite supply of oil.
3. Peace
What is the last book you read: Did you enjoy it? The Collected Works of Sherlock Holmes, yes.
What is the last movie you saw: Did you enjoy it? Fun With Dick And Jane/Lord of War. FWD&J? No. LOW? Yes, even though I left the movie depressed.
Do you collect anything: Stupid, but I visually collect celebrities' nudity. Physically, nothing.
What is your favorite restaurant: TGI Friday's. Just because my sister's a bigwig there.
Do you have any scars: Several.
Have you ever been to the hospital: Yes.
Have you ever stayed up all night: Fuck yes. Video games, DVDs, television marathons, you name it. (For the TV marathon, only Twilight Zone though, that show is the shit).
Do you cook anything well: Yeah, my wife cooks the majority of the dinners, but on special occasions when she wants the food to taste its best, she calls on me to do it.
What is your favorite game: Board- Risk, Video- I like Madden I guess.
Where do you want to go to college: I'd like to finish my college education at USC. Their film school in specific.
What are you doing this weekend: Probably working.
What are you wearing right now: T-shirt and workout pants.
When was the last time you went shopping: Today, food store.
Single or group dates: Single
Where would you most like to visit: I'd like to visit my grandmother in Italy.
The Simpsons or Family Guy: Oh jeez. I don't watch either anymore, but I was more loyal to the Simpsons.
What is your favorite dog breed: Alaskan Malamute
First thought waking up? Why the fuck is my son up now?
Last thought going to bed? This is not the night to die.
Motto to live by: Don't fuck up.
Today's entry is named after an Aphex Twin Song.
-Well, as far as homework is concerned, it's back to the old grind for me, and that's just fine. Hell, it gives me something to do. Plus, sitting at the computer all day is boring.
-It seems like Czech left. My thoughts: If he's really gone, then I'm going to miss TSM's answer to the SNL Dana Carvey character Grumpy old man. That reminds me: I always thought that Carvey's "Massive Headwound Harry" character was underrated, as was Myer's "Lothar of the Hill People" and "Middle Age Man". I always thought Myers was at his best on SNL. Anyways, back on topic: I doubt he'll be gone for good. They always come back.
-Cool looking movie alert: Evil Aliens. I've heard mostly good stuff about this, and some people are calling it a splatter comedy classic. I think that it looks awesome. Unfortunately, the trailer is currently unavailable, but if or when it comes back, I'll be sure to post it. Anyways, it's getting festival and midnight showings right now, and should be out on DVD by September.
-Oh, another thing on SNL: Who do you think was an underrated character on the show?
-I saw the movie "Shadow: Dead Riot" on DVD last Friday night, and was disappointed. It has it's moments, but that's it: just moments. It's hard to believe that a zombie movie/women's prison movie/martial arts movie would be so disappointing, but it is. Still, it's not the worst zombie movie I've ever seen (That would be either "House of the Dead", "Dead Life", "Meat Market", or "Shatter Dead". Avoid those movies like the plague.)
That's all for now.
I have my choice of radio stations programmed, and it’s limited to 4-5 stations. For example, there’s the RIGHT-WING RADIO Clear Channel with the usual syndicated lineup. There’s also KDKA, a more local AM station. Then there are those bitches from WPTT that bumped Neal Boortz; I don't listen to them anymore. For sports I have Fox Sports Radio, which has a local morning show and Jim Rome, and finally ESPN Radio, which I listen to Mark Madden’s afternoon show. While I don’t complain much about the lineup of these stations, sometimes I want to listen to something different, so I began scanning the radio dial in hopes of finding something new. And something new I found.
I discovered WPIT, a local AM station. I looked up their lineup on-line, and they seem to be a Jesus-lite station. As I started scanning the hosts, I was less-than thrilled. Then I saw who was on from noon-2 p.m. – Dr. Laura.
Like I said in my “Best of RIGHT-WING RADIO” entry a while ago, I don’t listen to Dr. Laura for her politics, or moral opinions. Hell, if she found out how long I lived in sin, she’d spend a full segment yelling at me. However, I loved listening to her show in other markets because of her callers. I started listening to her show again this past Monday, and on Tuesday I heard one of the best talk-radio moments I’ve enjoyed in quite some time. This lady called and had her mother on another phone line. The daughter wanted Dr. Laura to tell her mother why she should leave her husband of 18 years. When asked how old the caller’s mother was, she said “71.” Then the mother started mumbling on the other line. The next question asked was, “Why do you want your mother to divorce this man?” Because he drinks and is always getting in trouble. The mother added, “I broke my leg when trying to bail him out of jail.” At this point tears were starting to trickle down my face. Dr. Laura then told the mother to hang up the phone because she wanted to talk to the daughter “one-on-one” (on a radio show heard by MILLIONS of listeners). The daughter then responded, “What should I do with my mother?” For the rest of the segment, when Dr. Laura was talking there were several interruptions (I counted four) by the mother randomly blurting out “Hello? Is anyone there?”
I was listening to her show again today, and there was a caller in tears because her young daughter sent some kid a card (she didn’t say what the occasion was – birthday/Valentine’s/etc.) and he didn’t respond to her daughter in kind. Another caller was getting her feelings hurt because her mother-in-law would re-arrange her furniture when she would stop for a visit. But the best caller of the day was the young twenty-something who had a kid at 16 with this guy, went on to have several miscarriages, and now she doesn’t know if her kid should be around another kid who her baby’s daddy fathered at the same time her kid was born.
Thank you, WPIT.
32.
This is the start of another series of blog entries, that I'll probably forget about and stop adding to in like 2 days. Random TSM things that annoy me.
Hawk 34, for ALWAYS putting a comma after someone's name when referring to them.
GRAAARRRRR!
He's, a good poster, though.
CanadianChick, for becoming a sarcastic, and somewhat mean poster lately.
GRAAARRRRR!
I'm the heel bitch here! Not you! You're face! I'm the Randy Orton of female posters... and you're... Samoa Joe. But not fat.
And, of course, I love Ms. Matthews.
Adam, for not being a Nice Guy, anymore.
GRAAARRRRR!
You're Australian! Stop being not Australian! Every Aussie is nice! Because it's perfect there! And the water makes half of you retarded! And you like basketball! The only allowable basketball enjoyment there is scoring in Lauren Jackson :drool:
And, of course, I like Adam, too.
Black Lushus... FOR HIS HORRIBLE USAGE OF ELLIPSES AND RANDOMLY CAPITALIZING WORDS AND YOU JUST KNOW HE'S GONNA COME IN HERE AND CALL ME A DORK FOR POSTING THIS. And you hung out with fucking CARNIVAL. YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO SERIOUSLY MEET HIM... YOU JUST TEASE HIM. Teeheez. YOU'RE THE FUCKING DORK. WIFEY SHOULD DO DOMINATRIX SHIT ON YOU.
And, of course, I hate Black Lushus. He is black, after all.
I'll continue this later!
But, tomorrow, I start another boring sports countdown.
The end.
It does, and in no way is that fact better exemplified than with this filler entry.
*Scott Hall mode ON*
SURVEY TIME!!
*passes out*
Full Name: Ryan Hoffman
Nickname: Hoff, Ryguy, "Raymond"
Birthday: 1/2/82
Hometown: Bloomington, MN
Current Location: Burnsville, MN (see what I did there?)
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: DARK Brown. Been mistaken for black before.
Height: 6'5. THAT IS MY STORY AND I AM STICKING TO IT. I am *certainly* not 6'4 and 1/4.
Astrological Sign: Capricorn. Apparently I'm a very typical Capricorn, too.
Birthplace: Edina, MN
Do you get motion sickness: Occasionally.
Can you play any instruments: Guitar, both acoustic and electric, which is really more a stylistic choice. But, people are stupid, and tend to differentiate for no reason. Once upon a time, I played viola, and fairly well.
Righty/Lefty? R
Do you like to sing? Almost more than anything else.
Do you like to dance? Yes
Have any piercings? No
Any tattoos? No, but I have a few I've thought about.
Weirdest dream you've ever had: Impossible to choose. I remember almost all of my dreams, and they vary from the mundane to the absurd.
Biggest turn-off: Airheads. And flat chests. WHAT
Sweetest friend: SWEETEST?! Mike Kosa, in a walk.
Wildest friend: Honor goes to Toby Wilson, although NYU will claim it's him.
How many best friends do you have: Several. I get close real easy, and I run with a good crowd. There's ONE likely above all the others, though. He, regrettably, knows who he is.
What are their names: Adam, Mike, Mike, Toby, Pooch, Dave, Dan, Josiah, Dan
Have a crush: Not right now, no.
Favorite color: Black
Favorite girl name: Katie
Favorite boy name: Christopher
Want to get married someday: Absolutely.
How many kids do you want to have? This has recently dropped to one. I was an only child, and from talking to others, the pluses outweigh the minuses. Also, Earth be CROWDED like a motha.
How do you want to die: HAVING SEX WITH DAWN MARIE. If not that, in battle with a Klingon warrior. If not THAT...in my sleep. Or never, if possible.
Have you ever had any broken bones or stitches: Broke both bones in my lower left leg several years ago.
Most embarassing moment: Ha ha...
So I was very much in love with this girl, which was bad news as she was with someone else, which was all the worse as I helped get them together. So one night in front of everyone, she asks me "how are you?" I thought she said "I love you." I...MAY have said it back. It was bad news.
How many people have you kissed: SIX THOUSAND. 5? A little more plausible? Cindy, Sara, Lisa, and two college coeds whose names escape me at present.
How many CDs do you have: 20ish
Have you ever committed a crime: I'd LOVE to say no. Shoplifting? When I was younger? I'm sorry. Oh, and internet piracy.
Have you ever been in a fight: I've hit and been hit, but I'd never say a fight, no.
If you could be any character from literature or film, who would you be: Sandy Cohen. Not so muych now as someday.
If you could be any animal, what would you be: Fuckin', a dragon, man.
If you could have one super power, what would it be: Shapeshifting. Yeah, bitches. How'd you like to meet Scarlett Johannsen? WHOOPS IT'S HOFF
If you could have three wishes, what would they be?
1. The halting of all world conflicts.
2. A global economy and society that could handle such a radical change in the world.
3. SO MUCH FUCKING MONEY
What is the last book you read: Did you enjoy it? George R.R. Martin's A Feast of Crows, and oh, fuck yes.
What is the last movie you saw: Did you enjoy it? V for Vendetta, and yes. Or, to be fair, Sin City's "Mega Tits," which would also be a yes.
Do you collect anything: Not really. I used to collect WWE action figures. I've been reading comics, but not really collecting yet.
What is your favorite restaurant: If I didn't say Perkins, it'd be a damn lie.
Do you have any scars: Nope.
Have you ever been to the hospital: When my leg broke. There was a 2/3 chance they'd need to put in pins. PERMANENTLY. Dodged that bullet.
Have you ever stayed up all night: Yeah, for the best possible reason: DVD marathons. Mostly NewsRadio and Star Trek shows.
Do you cook anything well: Eggs. ...I make okay pasta, too. Not from scratch, though.
What is your favorite game: President! w00t~
Where do you want to go to college: If I went BACK, it'd be the U of Minnesota.
What are you doing this weekend: WORKING Saturday, hanging out with the guy after that.
What are you wearing right now: Boxer briefs.
When was the last time you went shopping: Yesterday, although I was more there with my roommate while he shopped. I did buy something, though.
Single or group dates: Single, preferably.
Where would you most like to visit: Seattle.
The Simpsons or Family Guy: Family Guy
What is your favorite dog breed: Pug
First thought waking up? It is TOO EARLY!
Last thought going to bed? Sex, usually.
Motto to live by: Enjoy life.
Time for another redo, this time with one of the most controversial votes ever. 1996 was a year dominated by offense. In the A.L. six teams hit over 200 homeruns, the Baltimore Orioles setting a new record with 257 (broken the very next year by Seattle). Teams in the A.L. averaged 5.39 runs per game and even in the "Steroid Era" that mark hasn't been topped since. Eight A.L. players hit 40 homeruns or more including Brady Anderson's shocking breakout year with 50.
In a year with several players having MVP claibar seasons the vote itself really came down to two players, Juan Gonzalez and Alex Rodriguez. Gonzalez would beat out A-Rod by just three voting points as he received one more first place vote than A-Rod. This result would be rightfully criticized as A-Rod clearly had the better year but Gonzalez playing on a division winner and being the more established player certainly influenced the voters. But it was the way A-Rod lost the award that would be so interesting and controversial.
First thing was Ivan Rodriugez received a first place vote which was bizarre because he had no where near an MVP season. He'd finish 10th overall, the next highest vote he received was a 5th place vote, and he appeared on less than half of the ballots. Clearly the majority writers did not view Pudge as a legit candidate. It was theorized by some that the writer who voted for I-Rod had meant to vote for A-Rod but accidently switched their names on his ballot. This seemed a bit far fetched and I don't think an answer as to why the writer voted for Pudge was ever cleared up so chalk this up to just a typical idiot baseball writer.
Next was the Seattle Mariners' beat writers as they would both give their first place votes for A-Rod's teammate Ken Griffey Jr. and both voted A-Rod third behind Juan Gonzalez. The other 26 A.L. writers gave A-Rod his ten first place votes and only gave Griffey two first place votes. The Mariners' writers had ironically prevented a Seattle player from winning the MVP.
But the biggest controversy about the vote involved Oakland A's beat writer John Hickey. He voted A-Rod 7th while no other A.L. writer voted him lower than 4th. He tried to justify voting A-Rod that low essentially because people viewed Ken Griffey Jr. as the MVP of the Mariners and he only voted Griffey 5th so he just had to vote A-Rod lower than him. Of course most people are idiots and most people don't do any research or otherwise they would have realized A-Rod had clearly the better year and that Griffey was really only a marginal candidate in a year with so many big offensive seasons.
So just how bad of a choice was Gonzalez? Also should A-Rod have been an absolute slam dunk winner or was there another candidate who you could argue for?
Actual Results
1) Juan Gonzalez 2) Alex Rodriguez 3) Albert Belle 4) Ken Griffey Jr. 5) Mo Vaughn 6) Rafael Palmeiro 7) Mark McGwire 8) Frank Thomas 9) Brady Anderson 10) Ivan Rodriguez 11) Kenny Lofton 12) Mariano Rivera 13) Paul Molitor 14) Andy Pettitte 15) Jim Thome 16) Chuck Knoblauch 17t) Jay Buhner 17t) Bernie Williams 19) John Wetteland 20) Roberto Alomar 21) Terry Steinbach
#10
.289/.381/.546, 131 RC, 133 OPS+, .313 EQA, 54.0 VORP, 30 Win Shares
#9
.326/.420/.583, 153 RC, 148 OPS+, .332 EQA, 76.3 VORP, 29 Win Shares
#8
.297/.396/.637, 140 RC, 157 OPS+, .333 EQA, 85.4 VORP, 28 Win Shares
#7
.328/.411/.527, 129 RC, 137 OPS+, .320 EQA, 84.2 VORP, 31 Win Shares
#6
.311/.450/.612, 138 RC, 166 OPS+, .348 EQA, 83.3 VORP, 28 Win Shares
#5
.349/.459/.626, 152 RC, 178 OPS+, .364 EQA, 92.3 VORP, 28 Win Shares
#4
.341/.448/.517, 130 RC, 142 OPS+, .330 EQA, 99.3 VORP, 32 Win Shares
#3
.312/.467/.730, 142 RC, 203 OPS+, .381 EQA, 91.6 VORP, 29 Win Shares
#2
.311/.410/.623, 153 RC, 157 OPS+, .337 EQA, 80.9 VORP, 31 Win Shares
#1
.358/.414/.631, 157 RC, 160 OPS+, .341 EQA, 111.8 VORP, 34 Win Shares
Aura? Did I already mention how much baseball cards have sucked in the past decade?
So there you have it A-Rod was the true MVP in 1996 and really there's no one you can argue over him. There's plenty of guys who had incredible years and there's a lot of agruments for the rest of the list as even as I was typing it I thought of switching guys around but stuck with what I originally came up with. Probably the most interesting case would be McGwire who's numbers are just sick but he only played 130 games. If he managed to play 150+ there would have been a case for him and he may have even made a run at 61 that year (hit 52). Juan Gonzalez was indeed an awful, awful pick as I didn't give him any consideration for the Top 10.
Yesterday I set up the events leading up to a party at a friend’s house back during my high school days. Now it’s time for the exciting conclusion.
When we got back to Jeff’s house, whose driveway was already filled with vehicles, we asked him why did he let people in already when we agreed not to until we got back from getting food. Unfortunately, we didn’t get all that coherent a response, considering he was already on the path to drunkenness. So all that planning of a cover charge and using Greg as a bouncer? Gone. When the first group of people rang the doorbell, Jeff had scurried over to the door and let them in before Greg could do anything. It was at this moment I decided to move a recliner up close to the living room television and just sit there and watch TV. If you ever saw that “South Park” episode with Christopher Reeve and Stem Cells, that’s pretty much how it went. I told everyone that, basically, I “was out” because I knew trouble was on the horizon.
A few hours later more people showed up. Then more. And more. In the early evening I was still planted in the living room watching television as uninvited guests populated this three-story suburban house. Because of a lack of available space, people were “forced” to join me in the living room. Since there isn’t a large contingent of Blue Jay fans where I lived, Game 6 of the World Series got switched over in favor of a Penguins game. It was around this time when some people began making fun of my choice to be a wallflower. “Boy, you really know how to have a good time,” was a common line thrown at me, but I just sat back and said “just wait.”
After a while I got up from my chair and decided to do a rough head count of people attending this gathering. After counting all just about everyone in the basement and the first floor, I totaled more than 80 people. I then went back to my chair. Shortly thereafter the fun really began. I forget the chick’s name, but suddenly I heard screaming from the second floor followed by some other shouting. From what I was told my one friend (I think it was Greg) was up on the second floor when he suddenly heard a commotion from Jeff’s parents’ bedroom. Suddenly, he saw a girl in her bra and panties trying to run out of the room only to be grabbed and dragged back in by 4-5 guys before being able to break out again and locking herself in a nearby bathroom. I should note that there was some consensual penetration going on as well -- Greg told me later that evening that he heard sounds in not only the parents' bedroom, but also in Jeff's and in his sister's rooms. In addition, he found a couple in a nearby broom closet going at it.
Right after this attempted rape, a few drunken idiots that got into a fight over something or other. When the one guy’s girlfriend tried to break up the scuffle, it only seemed to make matters worse. As the girl’s boyfriend stormed out he punched a neighbor’s fiberglass (or some other fancy material) mailbox, shattering it. At the same time someone else took their car and turfed up another neighbor’s yard, leaving several deep track marks in an otherwise impressive landscape design.
During the attempted rape and property damage, a few of my friends began noticing things ... missing from Jeff’s house. In all the action that took place, there were several ruffians that helped themselves to some items in the house. When it was all said and done, it was determined that several thousand dollars of property was stolen. Among the items I remembered that were taken included a set of golf clubs, several extension cords (?), a weed wacker (!), and a number of CDs, video games, video cassettes and sports memorabilia -- the most valuable of which being a football that was signed by the 1985 Chicago Bears team. Actually I should correct myself; the football wasn't stolen, someone just punted it from the backyard deck into the nearby woods. It turned up later, with all the signatures smeared beyond recognition.
As the night progressed, and the alcohol flowed, some of these uninvited guests began to get more physical, and several mini-scuffles broke out; all the while I was sitting in front of the television and watched the Blue Jays win their first World Series championship (I'm pretty sure the final out was when the Braves leadoff hitter -- Lofton? -- attempted a bunt and got out at first base). When 4 a.m. finally rolled around, virtually everyone had left. I decided to help Jeff try to clean up the house, especially since his parents would be back home Sunday. There were some things I couldn’t fix, such as the cigarette burn marks on a variety of furniture throughout the house. Knowing my limits of what I could repair, I decided to do the dishes. As I was cleaning off plates and glasses, that guy whose girlfriend tried to break up a fight that took place earlier that night got into another scuffle – this time with his girlfriend. After some shouting and the sound of flesh being smacked, I turned around to see the girlfriend in question fly through the air and hit her head up against the dining room table. Although she had blood coming out of her, she managed to pull her boyfriend’s earring out before getting tossed. It was about that time when I decided to go to sleep.
When I woke up at around 9 a.m., I looked around for Jeff, who was frantically mopping the basement floor in hopes of getting out the stench of smoke and booze. I asked him how it was going. We both laughed. After helping out with some more cleaning (and loaning Jeff $100 to give to the neighbor with the shattered mailbox), I had Don drive me back home. Of course when Jeff’s parents returned he had to fess up to what happened because, well, the furniture had irreversible damage, the house still smelled like smoke and the garage had a lot fewer items in it when compared to a few days ago. I don’t remember much of the fallout from this, although I know the police were involved, and the weed wacker and golf clubs were returned. As I look back at this event, I can’t help but laugh. Then again, this didn’t take place at my house.
-Well, last night's Raw was a mixed bag for me. The Vince vs. God bits are just another part of the worst feud of the year (so far) in Shawn vs. Vince, narrowly beating out Kane going crazy over May 19th. Come on Kane, you were in a movie that will most likely suck, there's no reason to take it out on other people. I'm sure that people will suffer watching it. That out of the way, we did get the return of Charlie Haas, Edge actually walking off at the end of Raw unhumiliated and winning, and more awesomeness from the Trish vs. Mickie.
-I bought the Unrated version of "Hostel", as well as the 2-disc special editon of "From Dusk Till Dawn".
-To close today's blog, here's a list of Horror movie Sequals that I always thought were underrated, and why.
Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2-the movie that introduced Bill Mosely to an unexpecting world. The funniest performance though, goes to Jim Sidow as Drayton Sawyer, who has one of the funniest lines in horror history when he tries to spell sex, or as he spells it, "S-C-E-X!"
House 2-I actually like this one better than the original. It's got a caterpuppy (just see the movie, you'll know what I'm talking about), a swordfight, a 170 year old cowboy zombie (who says "Ronnie Reagan wouldn't last 5 minutes in the old west) and more.
Beyond Re-Animator-Better than "Bride of Re-Animator", this movie has less lame puns, is funnier, has a re-animated penis duking it out with a re-animated rat, a jawless zombie trying to drink milk, and more. Also has one of the best double entendres in movie history
Howard Philips: That's the way to the hole!
Herbert West: It certainly is.
Creepshow II-The first two segments of this one aren't too much to write home about. The third one however, titled "The Hitch-Hiker", is fucking creepy. Here, a woman runs over a homeless man. However, he comes back...repeatedly.
Return of The Living Dead III-Not as good as the first, but better than the second, this Brian Yuzna directed sequal answers the age old question: what would happen if Romeo and Juliet were a zombie movie? Well, the answer is here. While it does have a few amusing moments (it's hard to hate lines like "Julie, You should quit eating that mans brains!"), this movie plays it all more straight. Also, Mindy Clarke plays Julie. Here, you get to see her tits, and after she becomes a zombie, she turns herself into a human pincushion/weapon. Again, you need to see it to know what I'm talking about.
Well, that's all for now.
31.
We're skipping #4, Money and Greed in Sports. I couldn't grumble about that nearly as well as other bloggers here anyway. And none of you would even know what #3 was. Plus, I want to get to my happy moments, eventually. I better get to it before my eventual return to my usual dark, gloomy moods... and wishing pain on everyone.
2) The first minute of the second half of Super Bowl XXVIII.
As we all know, the Buffalo Bills had lost the 3 Super Bowls prior to this.
The Bills ended the first half up 13-6. They basically outplayed Dallas in the first half. The Cowboys couldn't move the ball much, at all.
Then, 45 seconds into the 2nd half, Thurman Thomas was stripped of the ball by Leon Lett. James Washington returned it 46 yards for a touchdown. The score was 13-13. All Bills fans knew what would happen then.
The end.
Eli Roth, director of "Cabin Fever", and "Hostel", was on with Neil Cavuto talking about the recent popularity of horror movies. He says it is a reaction to the terror that people see on TV in these times and they need a place to vent. He said horror movies were on the decline during the Clinton years because it was a period of calm. He said that anger over Bush, Cheney and Rumsfeld, and the fact that "the government did nothing" in the aftermath of Katrina is causing people to want to vent and scream during a horror movie. Uh, yeah right.
The host was taken aback by these comments, and brought up Psycho and asked Roth whether that had anything to do with a reaction to the Kennedy administration. Roth said no, it was merely a reaction to [1950s serial killer] Ed Gein. He's right, but I guess he momentarily forgot about his theory of Clinton/Bush. He later said horror movies declined in the late 80s because they had become a joke, lots of sequels, nothing new. I guess he forgot that it was because of the calm of the Clinton administration.
Roth has always seemed like an intelligent guy to me in the interviews I've seen. Check that, he is smart, that is obvious when you listen to him. But he lives in a very insular, provincial-minded world that leads to the nonsense of his comments on Cavuto's show.
Two Duke lacrosse players have been arrested and will face rape charges. Sorry, don't have a clue, I thought lacrosse was a new car model by Buick.
Strange Days.
CN is airing Saved By The Bell
On Adult Swim.
Now the whole place, and kit and caboole of the modern day animation fandom is up in arms.
No shit sherlock. There turing CN into Tv Tokyo!
Well, par for the course. But this is something MUCH more bigger.
Oh dont get me wrong, i never really liked SBTB.
But it seems now that Adult Swim, is getting too big for its britches. So, some envious bastards over at CN states it time to take the BITCHES with some of the better anime down.
And how, pray tell, we do that?
The symbol of what started the decline of Saturday Morning!
And yes, my friends, that symbol has aired. And it can only mean things will get worse.
So, is it time for a name change for CN?
Fall is not that far off.
And so goes the dream of Ted Turner.
Now, who will pick up the peices? There not gonna catch Nick. Never. And AS is starting to show signs of weakness.
They have open the flood gates, and might have shut the door of what made them great.
When I started taking a trip down memory lane for the 1992 National League Championship Series (see my 4/15 and 4/16 entries), I remembered what it was like for the Pirates to field a winning team. Better yet, I was part of this by going to Games 3 and 4 of the NLCS. Although the Pirates lost in a heart-breaking Game 7 in Atlanta that year, my interest in baseball didn’t head to the showers afterward. I was also a Blue Jays fan back then. I’m not sure why I took a liking to the Jays; I think it might have been that bird symbol. In fact, it probably was due to that. As I followed this team in the mid-80s, I began to feel for them considering they always choked, both in the regular and postseason. (I'm sure Bored could spend a week talking about the "Blow Jays" of the 1980s and early 1990's.) Well, ’92 was different as they finally made the World Series, but would they have the fire power and pitching to defeat the Braves?
Who knows and who cares – I was getting ready for a party.
If you read the Game 3 recap from my 4/15 entry, chances are you remember my friend who went with me to this game. Well, this friend, Jeff, was going to have a party at his house on October 24. For some reason, his parents were heading off to their daughter’s college to spend a weekend with her and figured Jeff was mature enough to be left unsupervised. On a side note, Jeff’s sister attended Dickinson College and his parents had a bumper sticker on one of their cars that read, “I’m a Dickinson Dad.” The best part? That was the car Jeff was allowed to drive. Anyway, this party was going to be the shizzle because we had another friend, Greg, with a driver’s license that said he was 22 years of age; problem was he was only 17. However, this was a legit license; the DMV screwed up the date on his card. So whenever someone had a get-together and needed alcohol, Greg was the man to call.
In my opinion, your junior year of high school is the best out of the four years you're there. Many of us are old enough to drive and work, which means disposable income and non-parental transportation. In addition, you don’t have to worry about college and all that other crap because you’re not a senior. The junior year is your “free time,” and this October party was going to be our big celebration into pseudo-adulthood.
Besides myself, Greg and Jeff, there were two other friends that were planning this party: Don and Bryce. For weeks my friends were budgeting money for food and a variety of alcoholic drinks. Also, they were planning other aspects of an event like this: Who would be invited? Should there be a cover charge to pay for the keg? How will we enforce potential crashers? You know, all the important stuff. It was finally decided that we would invite a certain number of people, and we would have a $2-3 cover charge, which would finance the booze. We were also going to have Greg, who was a big guy, man the front door and act as the bouncer, refusing to let anyone in who wasn’t on our list.
The plan seemed good in theory, and we were all looking forward to this upcoming weekend. However, a few days before the 24th, there were some signs that were pointing to this being a problematic couple of days. Well, actually, there was only one – and it wasn’t even a sign; it was a map. A map to Jeff’s house that was created by this girl we knew named Shannon who passed it out to just about every kid in school without us knowing about it until it too late to do anything. We grumbled about Shannon’s actions, but we figured it wasn’t a big deal because our “bouncer” plan would keep the riff-raff out.
When October 24 came, we were all psyched. Sometime in the afternoon, we decided to get the half-dozen or so large pizzas we had planned on purchasing for this get-together. While me, Don and Kurt (another friend of ours) went out to get the pizza, Greg, Bryce and Jeff would hold down the fort. Before we left, the rule was not to let anyone in until the three of us got back; strength in numbers and all that. As we left to get the food, we joked about Jeff being “attached” to the keg (he had swigged down quite a few brews already). We picked up the pizzas and returned back to Jeff’s house. When we left there were only 2-3 cars in his driveway. When we came back there were at least a half dozen. For the last few miles to Jeff’s house, Don was saying, “He (Jeff) better not let anybody in.” When we pulled up to Jeff’s house and saw the newly parked automobiles, Don said, as he recognized some of the cars that belonged to people who weren’t invited to this get-together, “Oh that fucking idiot let them in.” I knew this was going to be an … eventful night. That is, if you consider attempted rape, theft, a physical altercation between the sexes and property damange to be "eventful."
Oh, yeah. And the Blue Jays were one game away from winning their first World Series title.
30.
I'll continue my sports crap, due to demand.
Except I'll only be posting the "popular" worst sports moments, since you kids are so penurious and maladjusted. Which means no #1 - Monica Seles' stabbing.
5) Music City Miscue.
No, it was not a miracle.
And, damn, those Titans jerseys are ugly. Like, the worst in sports, until the recent trend of gross NBA, and college football jerseys. And the Thrashers jerseys... puke.
I have a different view on this catastrophe than most Bills fans, and poor, unfortunate, bitter Buffalo souls.
Was Frank Wycheck's lateral a forward pass? When you closely re-watch it 1423423 times, and draw a line precisely where he throws the ball and Dyson catches it... it does look like Frank releases the ball at the 25, and Dyson catches it at the 25 1/4. It was probably a forward pass.
Does it matter? No.
You're crazy if you think Phil Luckett was going to reverse that call. Even now, people aren't sure if it was a lateral. He'd have to be 100% sure to change that call in Nashville. And even then, it would have been difficult, since the crowd would have peppered him with various flying objects. Also, don't forget that this is the schmuck that can't even administer a coin toss correctly.
Besides, the Bills deserved such a fate...
No... not because of the Rob Johnson disaster, where the gazillion Flutie Fanatics were whining that midget mullet boy was benched for no reason. Despite Flutie probably being a better option for the Titans game, with their huge pass rush, I still stand by my statements then of supporting the change to Rob. As much as Flutie freaks want to defend their boy... he is not, and never was, a talented enough QB to remain as a long-term starter. He definitely is not the optimal choice to lead a team to a championship. Plus, the offense was bogging down late in '99... mostly because teams had finally figured out how to defend aaainst Flutie (i.e. leave 10 yard outs open, because he doesn't have the arm strength, and don't let him run). That's why Robert was signed. And, back then, we didn't realize how much Robert blew. He actually played well in '98 before getting his head ouchies every game... and impressed in the final game in '99 vs. Indy.
No... not because of Daryl Porter. Who made the brilliant decision of running across the field, from the right sideline... to help defend the blazing speed of Lorenzo Neal, and Frank Wycheck's Pollack ass... leaving the Titans' star WR, who just happened to be standing near the sideline for no reason.
No... not because of special teams' coach, Bruce DeHaven... who was screaming to the top of his lungs to watch for that inevitable pass during the play, which nobody could hear. And was subsequently fired like the day after the game. He only had so much to work with...
It's Bum's kid's fault. Wade Phillips.
Bless Wade. He's a genuinely good guy. He's got a GREAT football mind. He's one of the best defensive coordinators around.
But, Wade's on record for saying "special teams isn't important". And that he'd "never play his first-line guys in them situations".
What a fitting way to be remembered as a head coach.
What steams me most about this game, though... the Bills had so much talent that year. And it was their last hurrah. The Bills' defense was stacked in '99. It might not have been the Ravens' D of the following year... but, they were close, and deserve more recognition than they get, i.e. none. Sam Cowart, Marcellus Wiley, Pat Williams, Henry Jones, Thomas Smith, etc... all playing great football. If only the Bills had any solidity on offense... they would have been a scary, scary football team. Heck, even if they did win that Titans' game... any other AFC teams would have a heck of a time trying to score on that team.
And the Bills have sucked every year since then.
The end.
29.
None of you like tennis.
Go to fucking hell, assholes.
I might continue my countdown later, but not now. I'm tired, and thus in lalalalalelelelee land.
Here's a survey.
Full Name Alyanna Lanikova.
Nickname Leena. Leelee.
Birthday September 13th, 1983.
Hometown Dubna, Russia.
Current location Tempe, Arizona.
Eye Color Hazel. Brown-greenish.
Hair Color Currently blonde. But, I can be all colors!
Height 6'1 3/4"
What's your sign? Virgo.
Birthplace Dubna, Russia.
Do you get motion sickness? No.
Can you play any instruments? Yes. Flute. Very well.
Righty/Lefty? Ambidextrous.
Do you like to sing? Yes.
Do you like to dance? Yes.
Have any piercings? No.
Any tattoos? No.
What's the weirdest dream you've ever had? I had 6 cocks inside of me, and I was murdered by Scott Baio during it. And Jerry Mathers sat on me. While Al Bundy insulted him. And Elena Bovina won the Grand Slam. With me cheering as a dead corpse.
Biggest turn-off People who aren't completely honest.
Sweetest friend Larisa. And she's black!
Wildest friend I know nobody wilder than me.
How many best friends do you have? 1.
What are their names? Larisa. But, she lives far away now. And fucks icky nigger dick daily, instead of talking to me.
Have a crush? What's his/her name? No. Crushes are stupid.
Favorite color Dodgerblue or Magenta.
Favorite girl name Natasha.
Favorite boy name Al.
Want to get married someday? No.
How many kids do you want to have? None.
How do you want to die? Drowning in a mixture of hot boy cum, and my juices.
Have you ever had any broken bones or stitches? Yes. Ruptured achilles, broken ankle, broken foot, broken bone in my wrist, bone chips in my elbow.
Most embarassing moment? I've never been embarassed.
How many people have you kissed? At least 100.
How many CDs do you have? None. I only download illegal music.
Have you ever committed a crime? Yes. I've killed someone. And stabbed a few boys. And did jail bait with a boi. And probably lots of other stuff.
Have you ever been in a fight? Yes. I always win. I'm a HOSS.
If you could be any character from literature or film, who would you be? Teagan Presley or Danni Woodward. I kinda look like them. And I want to be a huge slut.
If you could be any animal, what would you be? Kitty. The cutest. And be lazy all day, while people cavort to my every need.
If you could have one super power, what would it be? Read people's minds. But, I already can do that.
If you could have three wishes, what would they be? 1) Be a tennis pro. 2) Be a porn star, without any reprecussions. 3) Fuck Randall Orton and Elena Bovina at once.
What is the last book you read? did you enjoy it? Fuck that. I don't read books. I'm hot.
What is the last movie you saw? did you enjoy it? Barely Legal 21. Enjoy it lots. I don't know who the blonde is in the first scene, but OMG do I want to lick her dry, and vice versa.
Do you collect anything? No.
What is your favorite restaurant? Chinese one across the street.
Do you have any scars? How did you get them? Yes. Surgery on my shoulder. And foot. And leg. And wrist.
Have you ever been to the hospital? Yes. Lots.
Have you ever stayed up all night? Yes. Lots. Guess why.
Do you cook anything well? Yes. Chicken. That's all.
What is your favorite game? Scrabble. I'm sick good at it. And Boggle.
Where do you want to go to college? I gradumated college.
What are you doing this weekend? Tennis tournament. I'll win.
What are you wearing right now? Nude. About to go to sleep.
When was the last time you went shopping? Today.
Single or group dates? Single. Always.
Where would you most like to visit? Australia. Gold Coast. And fuck my loser friend there.
The Simpsons or Family Guy? Neither. Simpsons blows now, and Family Guy ain't my Cup o' tea.
What is your favorite dog breed? Collie.
First thought waking up? Sex.
Last thought going to bed? Going to sleep.
Motto to live by Do whatever makes you happy. The end.
Vern asked for it so here it is. All the attention goes to the quarterbacks in the draft but there are some pretty impressive players at other positions that came out of this draft. This draft did live up to the hype.
1. Baltimore - John Elway, QB, Stanford
Right FBI Agent: Don't worry Mrs. Simpson we've helped hundreds of people in danger. We'll give you a new name, a new job, new identity.
Homer: (Raising hand) Oooh, I want to be John Elway! (Homer starts day dreaming about being John Elway. The ball is snapped to Homer and he dives over the pile into the endzone.)
Announcer: Elway takes the snap and runs it in for a touchdown! Thanks to Elway's Patanent last second magic the final score of Super Bowl XXX is Denver 7, San Francisco 56.
Homer:(Back to reality) Woo Hoo!
2. L.A. Rams - Eric Dickerson, RB, SMU
Probably due to his numerous contract holdouts Dickerson gets left out a lot now when talking about the greatest running back of all-time but he deserves consideration. How about that the #1 and #2 picks lived up to the hype? Doesn't happen very often.
3. Seattle - Curt Warner, RB, Penn State
A Penn State running back who wasn't a bust, strange. Had two 1400+ yards seasons.
4. Denver - Chris Hinton, T, Northwestern
Obviously didn't stay in Denver as he was traded to Baltimore in the Elway trade. Seven time Pro Bowl selection.
5. San Diego - Billy Ray Smith, LB, Arkansas
Took us to the 5th pick to find a non-Pro Bowl player but Smith was decent. Now an awful analyst on FSN's college football show that no one watches.
6. Chicago - Jimbo Covert, T, Pittsburgh
Certainly sounded like an offensive lineman. Two Pro Bowl selections.
7. Kansas City - Todd Blackledge, QB, Penn State
First true bust of the draft and it's fitting he was the one true bust of the famous quarterback class.
8. Philadelphia - Michael Haddix, RB, Mississippi State
Now we're getting some busts. Career high in rushing yards was 311.
9. Houston - Bruce Matthews, G, USC
Simply one of the greatest offensive lineman ever. Selected to 14 Pro Bowls.
10. N.Y. Giants - Terry Kinard, S, Clemson
Decent, 31 career interceptions.
11. Green Bay - Tim Lewis, CB, Pittsburgh
Had 12 interceptions in his first two years but a neck injury forced him into early retirement in 1986.
12. Buffalo - Tony Hunter, TE, Notre Dame
Only lasted four years.
13. Detroit - James Jones, RB, Florida
Hung around for a while but never cracked 1000 yards and only 3.6 career ypc.
14. Buffalo - Jim Kelly, QB, Miami
Didn't join the Bills until 1986 as he spent three years in the USFL with the Houston Gamblers. Inducted into the Hall of Fame in 2002.
15. New England - Tony Eason, QB, Illinois
You'll get differing opinions on whether Eason was a bust or not though he had a couple of good years but flamed out pretty quick.
16. Atlanta - Mike Pitts, DE, Alabama
Played 12 years despite not being all that good.
17. St. Louis - Leonard Smith, DB, McNeese State
Lasted nine seasons.
18. Chicago - Willie Gault, WR, Tennessee
Never really broke out as a star but was a big time deep threat.
19. Minnesota - Joey Browner, S, USC
37 career interceptions, six Pro Bowls.
20. San Diego - Gary Anderson, RB, Arkansas
Solid all-purpose back who had almost as many receiving yards as rushing.
21. Pittsburgh - Gabriel Rivera, DT, Texas Tech
Paralyzed in an accident while driving drunk during his rookie year. Take a bow loser.
22. San Diego - Gill Byrd, CB, San Jose State
Holds franchise record for interceptions with 42.
23. Dallas - Jim Jeffcoat, DE, Arizona State
Never a star but lasted 15 seasons and had 102 career sacks.
24. N.Y. Jets - Ken O'Brien, QB, UC Davis
I don't believe in '83 the draft had an audience yet but it would have been pretty fun to have seen Jets' fans react to them drafting a QB from UC Davis. Selected to two Pro Bowls.
25. Cincinnati - Dave Rimington, C, Nebraska
Unspectacular seven year career.
26. L.A. Raiders - Don Mosebar, T, USC
Played every o-line position in his 12 year career.
27. Miami - Dan Marino, QB, Pittsburgh
Who?
28. Washington - Darrell Green, CB, Texas A&I
Another all-time great to close out the first round.
Other Players of Note
32. L.A. Rams - Henry Ellard, WR, Fresno State
37. N.Y. Giants - Leonard Marshall, DT, LSU
39. Buffalo - Darryl Talley, LB, West Virginia
49. San Francisco - Roger Craig, RB, Nebraska
61. Kansas City - Albert Lewis, CB, Grambling
64. Chicago - Dave Duerson, S, Notre Dame
84. Washington - Charles Mann, DE, Nevada
110. L.A. Raiders - Greg Townsend, DE, TCU
167. Miami - Reggie Roby, P, Iowa
203. Chicago - Richard Dent, DE, Tennessee State
223. Miami - Mark Clayton, WR, Louisville
276. Cincinnati - Tim Krumrie, DT, Wisconsin
289. San Francisco - Jesse Sapolu, C, Hawaii
310. Denver - Karl Mecklenburg, LB, Minnesota
334. Miami - Anthony Carter, WR, Michigan
-Birthday was alright. Nothing big happened, but nothing bad happened either.
-Tomorrow night, Adult Swim starts showing "Saved By The Bell". The reason this makes me happy is because it pisses people off. These guys love tofuck with their fans, and that's all kinds of awesome. The more pissed off Inuyasha fans there are, the better.
-It seems like Bush will never get rid of Rumsfeld. I know that this isn't a political blog, and I tend not to talk about politics, but I'm starting to wonder what it would take to get to get Rumsfeld fired. Come on, six retired generals want the guy out, yet Bush continues to say he's doing a great job. I swear, Rumsfeld could rape infants on live television, and Bush would continue to talk about how he's "doing a great job". It just amazes me.
-Thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday. For some reason, i wished that Leenawould have, but oh well.
that's all for now folks.
