TheDevilAndGodAreRagingInsideMe

That would have to be Babe Ruth for cash. What is the best sports movie of all time?

I've begun to play on Expert. Is 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia' available in the PS2 version?

Eli Manning, XLII

NFL.com is already selling conference champions t-shirts for all four teams.

In Week 2, when it was quickly looking like the Giants would be near the top of the 2008 Draft and have a new head coach. It wasn't until halftime of week 3 against Washington when they finally woke up and realized it wasn't preseason any more.

The Patriots also don't play in Boston. Edit: Though the Giants don't play in New York. But they are way closer.

Right down to the very end, Buck and Aikman were ballwashing Romo and the Cowboys and it was damn insufferable by the last possession where Buck said "Here's where Romo shines." They were begging for it. Oops, interception, game over, season over. Again. And Aikman busted out the classic "Romo knows how to play QB, he knows how to win." It sure as hell doesn't seem like he does to me.

I can't speak for most of you, but I can't wait.

Phenominal. I got an A.

I was at Camden Yards on September 11, 2004. And I stopped collected baseball cards around 5th grade, but still have all of them in stashed boxes and binders in my room.

In "Literature of Sport and Games," which really had nothing to do with either cause the prof was completely off his rocker, there was a dude that answered to Allen and wore a Scranton baseball jersey one time. Seemed to fit a vague description. This was in the fall '06 semester.

Doubt you would know him al, he transfered from a CC. Although I may know who you are because I think that I may have had a class with you once, based on various traits that would seem to be easily attributed to you. But it took till the very end of the semester to me to even notice, and possibly figure it out. (The person I thought might be you I've never talked to, or see before or since)

Glad you enjoyed it. I got stuck with this kid this way: -My apartment is 6 people, 3 rooms. -You can only sign up two at a time -My two other friends that I was signing up with, I thought I was going to live with one of them and the other was going to live with Asshole. The other 2 were taking the other room, they were two friends of one of the other guys. -They go and sign up together without telling me on sign up day last spring (One citing the reason that "Well, I didn't want to live with him because I don't know him." As if I DO? This lame-o is just some jerk that came over and made a fool of himself at our Super Bowl party last year) -I had to go find the SR, get him to make his deposit at administration, because of course he didn't, and sign up with him -Stuck. It was between this and not living on campus, which would have been a complete financial nightmare for both me and my parents (I live too far to commute)

Hahaha. And Neyer and Law don't have votes.

Brett Favre will beat Seattle without the help of his 52 other teammates, and the team will be officially known as the Green Bay Favres from now on. It had only been an unofficial moniker until now.

Apparently the Yanks have signed Jason Lane to a minor league deal (says Pete Abraham), and may be pursuing Mike Cameron as well (says Ken Rosenthal).

Whatever genre you would call that is played on XM Ethel and KRock2. (Hot Hot Heat, Muse, MuteMath, Placebo, Social Distortion, 30STM, AFI and so forth) It's a real mixed bag.

Allow me to quote a movie I absolutely hate: I'm not even mad, that's amazing.

Full Moon Winter Ale is worth I shot, I think. I liked it - I tried it sans orange, though - I'm not sure if it is supposed to have one or not.

48. You are lieing in bed for a few minutes after your 7:00 am alarm woke you up. Your weird, lazy, smelly ass roommate stumbles in to the room after a night of boozing and somehow gets himself in to the bunk above you. The bunk starts shaking, obvious that asshole is beating off, so you get out of bed and head to the bathroom to a) get him to stop and b) non verbally let him know that it's just simply socially unacceptable (I like to call him the Social Retard because he is completely devoid of even the most basic of social graces) to pleasure yourself when someone else is in the room. A little more background in the Social Retard. -He's about 5'8" and 170 pounds or so, and his asscrack is ALWAYS sticking out of his pants, often. A day does not go by where I do not unintentially see this kid's asscrack. -Trying to inject himself into conversation, he asks stupid things that are obvious and don't need to be asked or answered (He comes into the living room, sees one of the roommates playing Guitar Hero for example. "Ya playin' Guitar Hero?") -He is always hawking shit out of his throat because he is a nasty chain smoker -He rolls his own cigarettes on the kitchen table because he is too broke ass poor to buy his own. He proceeds to leave the cigarette tubes and loose tobacco all over the table all the time -He farts so often and so bad that your room has a constant musk of an old basement. It is so bad that you don't spend any time in there whatsoever. -He has an awful habit of grinding his teeth, loudly, in his sleep. -He sleeps well past noon, daily. -He is a dumbass history major, and uses Wikipedia as his top resource on basically everything. I tried to explain to him why this isn't a good idea and why professors don't like it, but he just refused to understand, so I gave up. -He drops his clothes and boots in front of the door when he stumbles in at whatever time, every night, laying a nice death trap/fire hazard at the door for me to trip on. Everday. -He blasts his computer speakers and plays the same songs over and over again, often so loud that you can hear it through the entire apartment, and in another room with the door shut. Then, you are sitting in your room on a rare occasion, and of course douchebag left his speakers on full blast, and the AIM sound of a door slamming makes you jump out of your skin. -When you catch him doing something that pisses you off, he says he's sorry, but then will do it again down the line. (Ex: I have a nice office chair that I bought for myself, and he of course just has the basic wood desk chair that came with the place. I come back one day to find my best pair of khaki pants are all wrinkled on the back of the chair, when this was not the way I left them, it was obvious he was sitting in my chair and got caught. He said he was sorry, but I know his dirty ass sits in it all the time.) -I came back from being home one weekend and it was clearly apparent that the asshole slept in my bed the previous night: there was dirt in it (he slept in his smelly ass boots), the cover was coming off the bed and you could see the mattress, the pillow was on the opposite side of the bed that I sleep on, and it stunk like smoke and b.o.) I quickly washed my sheets. -There is a kid that goes to the gym at school around the same time as me everyday, and Asshole has made me hate this kid because they kind of look a like. I think there is probably more, but that's enough. It was nice to vent.

Max's radio show is awesome: 1) He's full of himself, and it turns people off, but when you actually listen in you can tell most of the stuff he says in self-depricating in nature as well as tongue in cheek. 2) He's got Brian Kenny as a co-host 3) They make fun of "retarded monkey sportswriters" and "Rawr Rawr Typical Football Analyst Guy" while providing actual insight themselves 4) It's a great break from most (all) of the other dopes on the two 24-hour sports talk stations we have in New York. Max and Kenny are the only show that doesn't say that the Chargers aren't "gritty enough" like the Colts are for five hours straight and that they don't "know how to win." (Hello, Chris Russo) Because all the other hosts are lazy assholes, whereas these guys do their homework.

Don't...you...dare.

Matt, you've made the post of the year on the ninth day of 2008. Kudos!

The hardest bracket of songs in 1 wouldn't be much of a chore at all if the hammer-ons actually worked the way they do in III (in II they are tricky as well). 1 has the least complicated note charts possible.

Eddie Winslow