Showing posts with label I hear we cover sports or something. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I hear we cover sports or something. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

We Are Lazy Motherfuckers

David Ortiz? Fuuuuuck...

Look - we've been bad. It's true. Frankly, the wide world of Chicago sports has sort of been in a depressing lull since Cutler dominated last week. As much as I enjoy covering the Cubs losing (and to the Nationals, no less), it pains me even more to watch the Sox get swept by their red counterparts.

Hell, even Brian Anderson - who was 1-6 with the Red Sox - was sent down. It's just been a slow repeated punching yourself in the balls.

That said, here are a few things to look forward to in the coming weeks:

Footballfootballfootball: If you didn't just get a hard-on from that bolded text, you're illiterate. It's time for Forte, Cutler, Hester, Bennett, and Olsen to dominate the competition. We're going to really have a passing attack - holy shit.

Cubs go 10+ GB: Nothing will make me happier than knowing that the Cubs will be more than 10 games back in mere days. With Matt Holliday hitting .933 for the Cardinals, there's not much to do other than sit back and laugh. Looks like Mark DeRosa got on a championship NL team after all...

Peavy Time: Since I highly doubt that the Sox will be able to take the division with two and a half starters, Peavy will probably be brought up next week where he can be on a short pitch count and do nothing much of note (prediction: 5.2 IP, 2ER, 3K, 1BB), but it's still a good sign if he pitches without exploding into a fiery ball of flame and DL visits.

Colon Headline(s):
There's going to be at least one more. Probably not "Colon Released", though, because it would be too awesome.

September Callups: Time to see the farm. Both the Sox and Cubs are a little short of major super prospects, but it never hurts to see who can make an impact.

And if all else fails, at least we can rest easy knowing that Jerry Reinsdorf is no longer going to buy the Phoenix Coyotes. What a clusterfuck that would have been.


Monday, June 8, 2009

The TPC becomes a man

My best friend, the infamous TPC, got married last night.

It was awesome.

Some highlights from the filthy jew-fest:


Propeller Nami snapped off the helicopter:


Gets funnier every time.


DZ rides the Horse with no hands, muzzle:


I was pretty sure DZ was going to die.


Only for the TPC would the big guy don a Wrigley jersey (although I've got tons of vendor pride). Note - I'm not the dirty mexican on the left...


Grow a goddamn mustache already...


The Mouth does a pretty good Billy Joel:


Pex (aka The Mouth) after a few too many Goose Islands...

On a sidenote, we were honestly REALLY FUCKING CLOSE to renting an actual goat to show up at the wedding. It would have been insane. Instead, we got a Horse, which is never a let down.


Haaaaaaas! (Yes, he was an actual cheerleader)


So, here's to you TPC.

Happy wedding, enjoy the remaining doldrums of married life.

Twitter my balls.

-KEG



UPDATE:

This is funny.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Hammett Hero



Interesting. Apparently, the Death Magnetic CD sound quality pales in comparison to...wait for it...the Guitar Hero versions of the same tracks. Listen for yourself (if it's not showing up in High Quality, follow the link and then try - easier to discern that way).

I also like this quote from Ted Jensen, the head engineer at Sterling Sound (who mastered the album): "I’m not proud to be associated with this one, and we can only hope that some good will come from this in some form of backlash against volume above all else."

Can you tell the difference?