Yes, I know it’s just exhibition time and the games don’t really count for anything. But when this Buffalo loving Lady had the opportunity to check out the new Jets/Giants digs without it being -20° out, I obviously jumped. Here is a (almost literally) bird’s eye view and review of the fabulous new stadium from last Friday’s Jets game against Washington (which started as a snooze, looked as if it may end in a win, and ended in a 16-11 loss for NY).
Is it time for football yet???
I know it’s just preseason, but come on. Last night, stand-in kicker Chad ‘Ochocinco’ Johnson delivered on an extra point in the 2nd quarter which gave the Bengals that one point edge over the Patriots and eventually led them to a one point victory.
In light of last night’s ridiculousness, I just HAD to post this photo (thanks KJ) and open it up for Write Your Own Caption.
Have at him!
In news that I think most people have ignored, (and yes I meant to cover this over the weekend but didn’t get a chance to), Tim Couch was released by the Jacksonville Jaguars before their second preseason game. He had been signed to a two-year deal by the Jags in July after his agent had shopped him to any team that would take a meeting, and went 2 for 4 with 2 sacks in the first preseason game. (Which sounds bad, but he has not played in an NFL game since he saw preseason action in 2005 with the Packers.)
It is easy to list Couch as yet another first-round draft pick busts, (he was taken ahead of Donovan McNabb if memory serves me right, but feel free to correct me), but he spent most of his career on his back with a Cleveland team that never provided him with any real protection.
There are eleven McDonald’s within a ten mile radius of my apartment, all of which have identical hours. They all open at 5 a.m. and close at 2 a.m. which means that every day, I have twenty-one hours and almost a dozen options for getting a Big Mac (and perhaps some Apple Dippers). This also means that the only time I ever want a Big Mac is approximately 3:28 a.m. For my entire life, I’ve noticed that I only ever really want the things that I can’t have, which explains why I’ve always developed irrational crushes on married celebrities (Good morning, Hugh Laurie!), why I blow out the candles on each birthday cake while silently wishing I would grow a tail (for myriad reasons, all to be explained upon request), and why every time I lose a 10-K (which is every time I run a 10-K), I long to be a born-again Kenyan.
Today’s Hit and Run is filled with athletes who all want stuff that they aren’t going to get either, and you readers probably all want transitions that aren’t quite as lazy as that one.
Take, for example, the round one leader of the PGA Tournament, Graeme Storm, he of the most spell-checked name in the field (although phonetically, it’s pretty sweet and by “pretty sweet”, I mean “sounds like he may have starred in Orgy Party 6“). He’d just like to get through the rest of the weekend without soiling his pants, being mistaken for a Harry Potter character, or have every mention of his name followed by the word “Who?” I’d like to see Greaeaeameae to at least make the cut…he could probably use his winnings to buy an extra consonant or two. Continue reading