The 4th of July is one of my favorite holidays because it’s in the summer and features copious amounts of alcohol and fireworks, two things that I can get behind. But before I wax poetically about America’s birthday, let’s get a little housekeeping out of the way. First of all, Chad had it right to start off his last post. The more you click the “digg this” button at the bottom of the post, the more people that will (hopefully) visit the site. We’ve just gotten to the point where we have enough crap (and by crap I mean transfixing work of undeniable genius) written that people will visit the site even if we haven’t written anything, which is kind of a strange honor, but now that we are back from our vacation we are looking to take this humble site to the next level. So please feel free to leave comments and tell others about our zany little site we have here. We’d love to create a community of those who love sports, but hate the some old coverage they’ve been getting for years.
(Alright, enough with the sales pitch, let’s get back to the sports)
The Comeback Kid
Will he come back?
By now I am sure everyone has heard that Favre is thinking about making a (um) comeback(?). No one should be suprised by this, because it is only human nature to want to keep working after doing something you loved doing all your life. I wrote some rather flattering words about Favre on this site in the past and those words still hold true now. Favre is simply one of the greatest athletes of this generation and it is a pleasure watching him play. What the strange thing is about all of this (besides all of the “itch” and “ointment” references being made on the WWL) is that there is a large contingent of people who think that the Packers should not take Favre back on their team.
Now I’ve always thought that Packer fans were out of their minds, but anyone who thinks that Green Bay should say no to Favre and send Aaron Rogers out to the slaughter this year are out of their damn minds! You know the first time that kid makes a bad decision there is going to be bloodshed in the streets of Green Bay. Now that Favre has expressed even the slightest interest of returning to football, Rodgers becomes the back-up in the minds of thousands of Packer fans. It may not be fair to Rodgers, but it’s just the way it is. Favre would make over 12 million dolalrs next year if he plays in Green Bay, which is obviously a lot of money – especially when you consider how cheap the Packers have been over the years, but Brett’s numbers last year more than make him worth the investment.
Put it this way…
Would you pay 12 million for a quarterback who could get you: 4155 yards, 28 TD’s, 95.7 QB rating, would that be something you’d be interested in? If you are not New England or Indianapolis, of course you’d want someone as talented as Brett Favre running your offense. Not only is this guy giving you a great chance of winning, you are also getting the media attention of being part of Favre’s Farewell Tour 2008. The thing is – I don’t want to see Brett Favre playing for another team for a year or two like Jerry Rice did. It was bad enough watching my childhood hero playing for the Raiders (and two other teams that I’m not going to name here), but to watch Brett Favre suiting up for the Vikings, or even the 49ers for that matter, would make me want to give up on sports.
So here’s a little clue to the people in the media. Stop being idiots. Favre belongs in Green Bay, and who cares how this makes Aaron Rodgers feel. This is professional football, not The View, since when did we start caring how personnel decisions make players feel? The NFL is America’s game, and we deserve to be able to watch Brett Favre play for the Packers and not some shitty team where his poor play would only tarnish his legacy. I still have a bad taste in my mouth from watching Jerry Rice in his 40’s, don’t do it to me again. Hell, I grew up despising the Packers and I’m rooting for Favre to play one more year in the green and gold. Make it happen football gods, and I’ll get back to you guys when fantasy football is about to start.
Strange Days
Things just keep getting weirder with this whole A-Rod/Madonna/Mrs. Rodriguez/Lenny Kravitz love square. Apparently A-Rod and his wife Cynthia are now separating, and I don’t want to make any assumptions here, but I think infidelity may have had something to do with it. Just as I was trying to wrap my head around A-Rod shacking up with Madonna there came reports that A-Rod’s wife may be spending some quality time with Lenny Kravitz. kravitz denies that he and (the soon to be former) Mrs. Rodriguez have been hooking up, but even having his name mentioned in this circus just makes things even crazier than they already are.
Now usually i don’t care what and who professional athletes are doing in their spare time, but being a Yankees fan kind of makes this impossible to ignore. Add to this the fact that the Red Sox are rolling in this weekend for a four game series and you have the potetial for some of the greatest heckling in Major League history. Just imagine a couple thousand drunk Boston fans singing, Like a Virgin, while thousands of more drunk Yankee fans try to decide whether or not they want to defend A-Rod or let the heckling go on because of the way A-Rod has performed the last couple of years in the playoffs. I could go on and on about this tabloid crap, but I don’t really feel comfortable talking about who A-Rod may or may not be sleeping with.
(Moving on)
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I Need A Hero
I don’t know if it’s just the Yankees mediocrity or the A-Rod madness, but for some reason I find Jason Giambis ’stache to be the most interesting development in the Yankees season so far. First there was the gold thong that was apparently being passed around the clubhouse, and that was strange enough, but when Chin-Mieng Wang went down, someone had to take one for the team. That’s when Jason Giambi started growing a mustache for the record books, and as a bonus he began to actually hit the ball. Just last night Jason Giambi’s mustache hit two homers, giving JGM (I will now refer to Jason Giambi as Jason Giambi’s Mustache or JGM for short until he shaves, or until the Yankees buy-out his contract at the end of the year) 17 HR’s on the year.
The Yankees are currently 45-40 and 7.5 games behind the Tampa Bay Devil Rays, which is about the most depressing stat that I have ever looked at. One could say that my strange mancrush for JGM is just a way of coping. I mean really, am I going to put my hope in the hands of Andy Pettitte and Mike Mussina during the second half of the season? No, I can only hope that if I close my eyes and wish upon a star, JGM will lead the Yankees to the Playoffs despite their 4.20 ERA and those pesky power outages that seem to happen from time to time.
We’ll see what JGM is able to do against the Red Sox this weekend. The Sox are just coming off getting swept by the Devil Rays so hopefully the Yanks will be able to kick them when they are down. I got a chance to watch the most of the Sox/Devil Rays game last night and I have to say that I am not impressed by the Red Sox bullpen. Boston will be sending out Lester, Beckett, Masterson and Wakefield for this series, and if JGM and crew can show some patience at the plate, they should be able to get into that bullpen and win at least 3/4 against the Beantown Bombers. Here’s to hoping anyway.
Final Thoughts
That’s going to do it for us Chad and I this week. We are both going to be enjoying the fourth at a party that is allegedly going to have six kegs and a wet T-shirt contest. But, as most of you know, when a guy boasts he is going to have a six kegger with a wet T-shirt contest, he really means that he is really having a two kegger with a couple of girls that enjoy taking their shirts off in public. So I’m keeping my expectations low, and hoping for the best… kind of like my expectations for the Yankees in the second half. So here’s a little homework for this weekend:
Drink Some Beers.
Eat Some Hot Dogs.
Blow Some Shit Up.
DON’T DRINK AND DRIVE!
…and enjoy yourselves.
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Oh yeah, there are some terrible rumors being spread about me having to wear a Cubs hat on the fourth. These rumors are unfortunately ture. I lost a bet, and it’s time for me to be a man and pay off my bet. Even if the hat is two sizes too small and makes me feel like I just took a gulp of bitter beer every time I put it on. There may or may not be more photo’s like the one featured below on Monday.
Wearing an undersized Cubs hat makes me a Sad Panda.
