Yesterday we saw one of the wildest Sunday Tickets in recent memory. Scams Brassfeild was dead, which was a damn shame. About 10 minutes into the 1 o'clock action I told Brandon that I'd never seen such a poor collection of QB's playing at once - in all my years of watching Sunday Ticket (16 or 17 of them). With the exception of Peyton and Schaub, there was no one I'd want as my franchise QB (granted, Josh Freeman and the Mexican Joe Montana might get there soon). Favre was awful. Shaun Hill threw the ball like a Sun Belt QB. Carson Palmer is terrible and should be cut. Jimmy Clausen looks in over his head. David Garrard is atrocious, but the Texans D made him look like Warren Moon. Both Vince Young & Kerry Collins were terrible. All 3 Dolphins' QB's were erratic. It was really something to observe.
Then we got to the late games. And let me say this - the 10 was fucking dealing in Candlestick. I don't even know who to compare him to. He made play after play - gaining 365 yards on less than 30 attempts. The 10 had a swagger that is hard to imagine for a kid making his 4th career start. I probably yelled these 3 words about 10 times throughout the Niner game: Troy Fucking Smith. The Niners still have tons of issues - penalties & horrid offensive line play being the main 2. But the 10 masked all the issues, as for the second straight game he led SF from 7 down in the 4th quarter for victory. The super intense Mike Singletary refused after the game to name the 10 the starter for next week's key tilt against the Baby Bucs. And here's what will happen if Singletary goes back to Alex Smith right now - he will have a mutiny in his locker room. I haven't seen the Niners play with as much explosiveness on offense since Jeff Garcia was running the show. The fellas on offense love the 10 - just read the post-game quotes from Frank Gore, VD, and the other playmakers the Niners have been under-utilizing for years. These guys would kill for the kid - after only 2 starts! SF cannot go back to Alex Smith now. If Singletary does, he should be fired immediately and their offensive coordinator should be elevated to head coach forthwith.
As for the abomination that is the Dallas Cowboys season, I feel bad for Dallas fans. They have to be wondering where the hell that effort has been all season. There were absolutely zero Dallas fans at Scams - Nada. They've given up and are awaiting NY Yankee training camp, or Duke or Carolina basketball as the case may be. And if you're a G Men follower, I'd be wondering how the hell the lights don't work at a 1.6 billion dollar stadium. Only in the swamps of Jersey could that happen.
The night game was of particular interest to Brandon and myself. The Patsies +5 were my top choice of the NFL season thus far. And they embarrassed Pittsburgh at home. I loved NE for several reasons. 1) Brady basically owns them. 2) They Patsies were coming off a humiliating beatdown in Cleveland. 3) The Steelers have major issues with their O-Line. 4) Brady was getting 5 points in a primetime game. That is unheard of. The best part about it is that the cover was never in doubt. I barely watched the 2nd half - I was watching American Jail on Tru TV (a show I highly recommend by the way - my favorites are the arrestees the jail staff have to put in the restraining chair).
Saturday was a completely different experience as far as GamePlan went. The operator at the Wing Joint wanted to tag along with Brandon and I to get a feel for a college football Saturday. And I dare say she wasn't disappointed. We started at RumbleForeskins about 3:37, as the TOSU/Penn St game got underway. The Wing Joint operator proceeded to somehow drink 11 Miller Lites over the next 3 & 1/2 hours (for comparison, I'd had 4 Miller Lites and Brandon 5
Yuenglings over the same period). Needless to say, the Wing Joint operator was feeling it a bit. We left Rumbles and went to another bar downtown called Poor Shack. And that's when things got interesting. Parked outside Poor Shack was the Girls Gone Wild bus. It was early yet and I didn't see any girls who I thought might go wild at that point in the evening. After a beer, Brandon & I went out on their deck to smoke. When we came back in the bar, the Wing Joint operator was nowhere to be found. About 15 minutes passed and I was getting a little worried. I inquired of the bartender if she had any idea where the Wing Joint operator had disappeared to and she said she hadn't a clue. 10 more minutes passed and I wandered outside to look. Then I see it - something hard to describe. The Wing Joint operator stumbling down the steps of the Girls Gone Wild bus - hair dishevelled and clothes looking wrinkled. I asked, "Are you gonna be in one of their upcoming DVD releases?" The Wing Joint operator said, "I sure hope so, honey." I shuddered a moment, teared up, and thought it best to let the matter drop. Just a word to the curious - be on the lookout for an upcoming Girls Gone Wild special release called Girls Gone Wild: Middle Aged Bar Operators Edition...
I still haven't made it to the theater to see Due Date just yet. I'm gonna try later in the week.
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