Showing posts with label man are they bad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label man are they bad. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Semi-Daily Brew Crew Hangover #8

That wasn't a very good game again last night. I left to get my haircut for like 15 minutes, and Parra had given up 4 already. It almost wasn't even worth watching. And of course, while the game was just about to get away, I flipped over to Cavs/Pistons and got sucked in watching LeBron for like 5 minutes, and I missed the Hammer's homer. At least Braun seems to have gotten his head out of his ass. I'll take 4-4 w/ 2HRs all day. R.J. Swindle's debut didn't go so hot. Sure, he struck out Ryan Howard for his first career strikeout, and he got hosed on a couple of bad calls at the plate in the Utley at-bat. But that wild pitch and subsequent wild toss over home plate that cost another run wasn't too good. Swindle however has cemented in my head that if the world is ever so unfortunate that I bring a son into this world, I will tie his right arm behind his back and tie a weight around his left wrist and force him to be a submarining lefty. Swindle throws SIXTY FIVE for fuck sake. And he struck out 7 on 28 pitches in his last AAA appearance.

The Brewers suck hairy balls this year so far. My level of worry is about 6 out of 10. (And I know it is only April 22).

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Funny Comments and Weather



Mark Schlereth just predicted that the Titans would win 31-3 today. I laughed out loud. It could seriously happen though. I wholeheartedly disagree with taking the games from Detroit and Dallas. Even though there is the possibility of shitty games, it is kind of cool that a)you can always count on the same two teams playing and b) there is at least a 1 in 8 chance of the Packers playing on Thanksgiving, which I think is sort of cool.


While flipping through the channels just now, my wife stopped on the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade. There is some Broadway cast singing a Christmas Carol. She says, "I hate theatre fags." Alrighty then.


Early forecast for Sunday: High of 33, 40% chance of snow, 100% chance of me being hungover