When we first heard that Terry Bradshaw dropped an F-bomb during the Super Bowl pregame show, we were like “Whoa! Dude! How’d we miss that?” Then we realized that FOX‘s coverage started at like 3:30 a.m., so then we were like “Whoa! Dude! How’d we miss that?” *Sigh* We really have no lives.
Candace Parker dunked again on Sunday. We’re figuring this is the first you’ve heard of it because of the incessant Super Bowl coverage that went late into the night after getting rolling when the rooster crowed. So, here’s the latest edition to CP3’s jam collection.
We’re not going to say that was the most graceful dunk of all time, but the girl still has more hops than 7-foot-7 Kenny George.
It’s not a dream. The New York Giants are the winners of Super Bowl XLII! And so what if Plaxico Burress’ prediction was a few points off!
About ¾ of the game can be thrown out of your mental memory bank in order to preserve room for all those memories of bikinis and coco butter from your last youthful spring break to Cozumel. But make sure you keep that fourth quarter inside the ol’ noggin because that was something special. A Manning miracle, you might say. We’ve watched enough football over the years to know that games are never won or lost on a single play but, you might as well put a cape on David Tyree because he saved the day with this whacky snag.
Easily one of the most sensational plays in S.B. history; however, we’re a little bitter towards Tyree because of his play. Primarily because it revived Mercury Morris and the rest of the population of Perfectville from potential obscurity. We weren’t exactly looking forward to hearing about the Patriots “pursuit of perfection” for the remainder of our lives, but, damn, we’re getting to the point of physical nausea after 36 years of Dolphins reunions/celebrations when the final unbeaten goes down.
It’s Friday and that means the week is winding down and the weekend is just getting fired up. So, here’s a little something to get your spirits up while you wait for those final hours of the work week to tick-tock off the clock.
And just like that, four minutes closer to freedom.
Outside of John Madden, Chris Berman has the most recognizable face and voice in all of NFL television coverage. He’s been a staple of ESPN for decades now and his “whaaaap” and car crash sound effects are things of legend. Of course, he’s also one of the most annoying men to ever strap on a microphone and his gimmickry is killing the NFL, but when it comes down to showtime, he’s a professional through and through. Yup; cool, calm, collected and professional. That’s the Swami.
Good to know we’re not the only ones with a `close your eyes and rub your temples’ kind of feeling when he’s in studio.
You know it’s almost Super Bowl Sunday when the chitter and the chatter progresses from on-field issues to off-field satellite stories. For example, when instead of hearing about defensive philosophies, you start hearing about the cost of 30-second commercial spots then you know the big game is about a week away. And once you move from the ridiculous money changing hands for a GoDaddy.com ad and into the dark, secret realm of commercial spoilers then you know kickoff is right around the corner.
Sometimes the Super Bowl and the ads are all about noise.
But, one humorous Pepsi ad will be silent.
It’s in American Sign Language with captions.
The actors are really Pepsi employees who are deaf or hard-of-hearing.
It shows a couple of guys in a car driving down a residential street in the evening looking for their friend’s house.
Both of them forgot to bring the address.
So, they think up a quick and funny way to narrow down which house does “not” belong to their friend, who’s also deaf like they are.
The ad is called “Bob’s House” and is expected to run in the pre-show before the game begins.
“Expected to run in the pre-show before the game begins”??? Oh, no, no, no. We happen to know some people who know some people who know some people and we got a hold of a pirated copy. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone where you got it, but let us know if you need some more.
We always thought the show Sport Science was interesting, but we would get lost sometimes in the whole “science” part of the show. Force, mass, speed, propulsion, blah, blah, blah. Luckily for us, the nerds decided to dumb it down a bit with their episode dedicated to getting racked. Huh huh, we said rack. That was cool.
“Will the fear, anticipation and pain send his heart redlining into dangerous territory?” Well, duh. We could have answered that long before his gonads got grilled. But sometimes you have to put your neck or even your package on the line in the name of science and anyways, it wasn’t such a bad afternoon for Jason. He went down in history, made 50 smackers, took 68 pounds of force to his balls and Mr. Brainiac told the world he has a tiny, freshly bruised unit. Yup, that’s a day well spent.
The news of former Phoenix Suns point guard Kevin Johnson possibly running for mayor of Sacramento came out a little while back, but, to be honest, it took us until now to convince ourselves this wasn’t just another cough syrup hallucination. Oh, like you’ve never swallowed 1,800 milligrams of DXM and laughed at the garbage man before.
Well, turns out the story of potential mayor K.J. is a reality and it sounds like the campaign could get ugly.
Johnson’s strong interest could bring some strong criticism. Hailed as a hometown hero, he’s also considered a so called slumlord by some. A handful of people renting homes from the all-star say he dropped the ball on his Oak Park, Calif. properties. They are demanding he clean up his act and clean up their homes.
Hometown hero? Slumlord? We don’t really care. He could walk down the streets of Sactown and chop the heads off puppies and he’d still get our vote based on his slam over Hakeem the Dream back in ’94.
Links:
[KDKA.com]: Former NBA Star Shakes Up Sacramento Mayor Race
[Sacbee.com]: Johnson vs. Fargo? Speculation swirls