Half Way Home

Remember when I promised a whole week of new content? What a surprise...I lied. I have been too lazy to muster enough anger to write something. Something about sitting around in your underwear takes a lot out of your motivation.

Blackhawk Wednesday

Today is the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, which bar owners have turned into the second biggest drinking day behind New Years. Sure, I’ll be out there stumbling with the rest of you, but there is something going on during the pregame in San Jose. Tonight, the Blackhawks play the number one team in the West, the San Jose Sharks. This is an epic battle between two very good and hot teams. Also, tonight is the debut of the best or possibly worse move the Hawks ever made. Tonight is the debut of Marian Hossa. Hossa was signed for 12 years at about 6 million per year, making him a hawk until 65 and then he qualifies for social security. He has been on the losing side of two straight Stanley Cups, but we needed a veteran. Our cap is tied up in a few veterans, so this is our shot for greatness. The outrageous spending was one of the reasons Dave Tallon, the architect of the current team, was canned. Hopefully, Hossa will make that decision look like a stroke of genius.

Marv Albert…Welcome

Marv has one of the greatest voices in the world…and the strangest of sexual appetites (bite marks?). How the mighty have fallen? Apparently, 50 Cent, another falling star, didn’t recognize Marv on Kimmel the other day and his entourage attacked Marv in the hallway. I found this hilarious but unfortunately Marv did throw his toupee (bald villain), force 50 into a sodomy situation, or even bite him. But, then I found this clip where Marv announces Nate Robinson shooting into his own basket for fun. It reminded me of Ricky Davis shooting on his own hoop for a rebound so that he could record a triple double. I’ll let you decide who is dumber.

Curb Your Enthusiasm

I am a noted Curb fan. The season concluded last Sunday with the airing of the Seinfeld Reunion Show. This season was the least clever in a while, mainly banking on the hype of the Seinfeld cast. I felt Larry David got lazy and couldn’t connect the episodes very well. It seemed like every show dealt with restaurants and tipping. The show was still very enjoyable, but not as good as the Producer or the when the Blacks joined. This season has taught me to respect my wood (insert joke here). It still remains my favorite show as it pushes you to think about right and wrong and how our culture is sometimes so backwards.

That’s all for today. Maybe a good drunk story later.