So, I gots m’self a gizmo. It’s part phone, part computer/internet thingy and part confusing. For whatever reason, i can get online with it, but I can’t do anything WordPress related. I can get into my old Blogger account and post there, but i came HERE for a reason. I guess I can try writing (or not as of late) on both. One will be my “mobile” and the other my “stationary” .
Meh.
We’ll see.
OK, so, I have two football teams that I root for, my home town Denver Broncos and the New York Football Giants. I have not always been a Giants fan. I truly didn’t start being one until Jim Fassell took over as head coach around 9 years ago or so. Having seen the ass whuppin the G-men got in the 2000 Superbowl by the Baltimore Ravens it was Uber-cool to see them win. Here are some things about the Giants-Patriots game I’ve had going through my noggin these last couple of days…
1. WOO HOO!!!
2. The game was over. Belichick walked out, shook hands, congratulated Coughlin and then walked off the field. I don’t have a problem with it. The game. was. over. His team lost. Cut him some slack. The game was over.
3. Who the phuc was running the damn game clock, a one-eyed monkey with tourettes and a bottle of scotch? No offense to people who like scotch. First the clock doesn’t change for like 40 seconds and THEN……. the game is over, then there are 2 seconds left, then it’s back to zero for a fraction of a..ok, now there’s one sec left. Criminy it was annoying.
4. Yes, my team won, but why wasn’t that fumble that the Giants “recovered” not ruled “down by contact”? I give props to the officials, they did an awesome job with this game, not like that joke of a championship they GAVE to the Steelers a couple years back, but they screwed up on that non-call. I don’t think it would’ve made a difference in the game to the point of changing the outcome, but you never know.
5. Geebus the beat the hell out of BRady. I felt sorry for the guy. I’m glad it was the last game of the year for him so that he has all off season to get that jumpiness out of his memory, cuz if this was mid-season, I’d see him going all Jim Everett/Tony Eason and flinching anytime anyone even looked at him wrong. I hope Giselle is good at giving masages and keeps him iced up good. I like Tom, he’s a great QB. He’ll get back to the big show before his career is over.
6. Tom Petty? Really? Damn you Janet Jackson and Justin TImberlake!!! The netwroks/NFL are so scared that another nipple fiasco will occur that they’re getting every “safe” group they can find to perform the halftime show. Paul McCartney, The Rolling Stones, a toned down Prince and now Tom Petty. Who’s next, Peter, Paul and Mary? Wait, are they still alive? If not, ABBA? WHo’s that ” I am woman hear me roar” broad? Maybe she’ll get the next Superbowl gig.
7. Second most watched show EVER? According to the numbers slightly less than half of the United States watched the game. I”m not sure if this is a gross over estimation or under. It could go either way. My mom didn’t watch. I’m sure she’s not the only mom who didn’t. Then you’ve got all those homeless people. Folks who had to watch and maybe just listened on the radio. If it really was watched by that many people, wouldn’t you think it might be a higher number? I mean how can they account for all the bars that were packed? Those don’t fall under “households” do they? I don’t know, it just seems like a bullshit statement either way. Yeah, it was an awsome game to ME, my guys won, but were there that many folks who gave a shit either way? I doubt it.
8. Holy shit, did you see that catch?!! Yeah, Manning escaped but….what? No, Peyton DOESN’T play for New York, the OTHER Manning plays…no, Archie retired years ago!! The OTHER, OTHER Manning, ELi. Yeah, Eli eascaped getting sacked and that was cool n’ all, but Jiminy Christmas, did you SEE that catch?! Against his helmet…..kept control….didn’t let it touch the ground….
9. Did you see that catch? Awesome. I’ve sen too of those unbelievable bastards in my life. Dwight Clark jumped 10 feet up to get one and then this David Tyree catch. Ho-ly shit what a catch.
10. I feel sad for the true, diehard Pats fans, but I could care less about the newbie fans that have just popped up in the last few years. Phuc them. I don’t feel SORRY for any of them. You have THREE championships in RECENT memory. Shut the hell up with your Bostonian “Oh woe is me” bullshit. The Pats kickass, The Sox have won TWO World Series, the Celtics are great again, even the Bruins are on the upswing. Shut the fuck up already. You’re not losers anymore. Now, Cleveland on the other hand….. I feel sorry for those poor bastards.
11. In a way, and I truly means this, part of me wishes the Pats would’ve won so those old farts from the Dolphins would shut the hell up. You old bastards want to know why you get no respect? Cuz you’re dicks. Grumpy a-holes. If you were a little more welcoming to teams that get close to your status, more wiling to share the awesomeness, maybe people would give you respect. You gotta give respect to get it fellas. I don’t see all the old Hall of Famers booing when they induct new guys. If you were all “If you want to join us, then take it, baby! We’d love more perfect brothers to share the top of the mountain and crap on all the losers below us!” I’d like you, but no, you gotta be all ” You kids stay out of our yard!!!” and you take the ball and go inside. Enjoy your Giants supplied champagne you old farts. Shula, you were an awesome coach, tel Mercury to shut the hell up. He’s annoying. (On a related note: Dear Mitchell & Ness, Please make a 72′ Dolphins Manny Fernandez throwback jersey. The white one. Thanks, Me.)
12. Bring on hockey and basketball.
13. I think that about covers it. I wonder who’s gonna win it all next year, cuz I seriously doubt it’s gonna be my New York Football Giants, but then again, I never thought this season would end this way.
peas out.
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Yeah, I said it.
Some of the shit that goes on where I work hurts my brain. For instance, every Monday there’s a woman who comes down from her office on the first floor (I work in the basement) who delivers a stack of paperwork. My job, in this case, is to go through the stack of stuff and then distribute it to the correct offices.
Lemme explain. I deal with TONS of reports. Therefore, I have a large metal bookcase type thing against one wall that has the same number of shelves as we have floors in the building. Seven floors, seven shelves. Each shelf is numbered with the 3 to 6 main offices. Find your floor, find your office or the nearest and you will find your stuff.
Okay, so, this woman brings me some stuff to sort every Monday and it always goes to the same 3 offices, one of which, get this, is HER office. She brings the stack and leaves in a hurry. I sort the stack and put most of it right in the mail slot to her office. Every Monday. For as long as I’ve been here. Granted, it doesn’t go to her, it goes to people on the other side of this big room she works in.
SO……
I decide to mention this one day. “Hey lady, (NO, not in a Jerry Lewis manner even though I was tempted) did you know that most of this goes back to your office?”
“Huh?”
“These reports. You don’t have to bring most of them down here. You could save a little work and time cuz they just stay in your room.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, am I making you WORK?” (Very sarcastic und angry)
“Um….no. I don’t do ANYTHING with these reports. I don’t use them for anything. You bring them down and I set them on the shelf for you or someone else later in the day to take right back up to your office.”
“Well! I’m sorry I’m making you work. Sorry you have to get up and do something.”
“Um…..no. (More confuse and dumbfounded by her reaction than angry) It take me around 30 second. They are already labeled and all put together by you guys. The ONLY thing I do is put them on the shelf to go back upstairs. That’s it. I don’t file anything, log in anything, notify anyone, make copies, read, check for typos, fold, staple, pull staples from or any sort of WORK with them at all. At all. At. All. Atall.”
“Oh. Well. Um. Well, that’s just the way we’ve always done it. You’ll have to talk to who comes and gets them.”
Did I?
Phuc no! No way I’m going through this confusing bullshit again! She still seemed a little pissed off when she left.
SO……..
Every Monday morning, she brings a stack of reports down to my office and I put most of them on the shelf to go right back up to her office. I hope they enjoy the ride.
There’s more stuff like this. I tell ya later.
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