I AM SO GOING!!!
Who's coming with me?
Thursday, July 30, 2009
New Jersey Jets
As much as I taunt the Buffalo Bills, at least they actual play in *Buffalo*. How artarded to you have to be to not even know what State you play in, jeez. So, today's trash talking: Jersey Jets.
I heard this one a while ago: What does Jets stand for? Just End The Season already.
I know that's how I felt watching Favre puke all over the field in the last game against the Dolphins. (Metaphorical puke, not the real, Donovan McNabb OMG-the-Superbowl-is-SO-HARD-can't-we-just-agree-to-tie-? kinda puking.)
But yesterday, I read this one and it made me laugh and laugh:
What's the difference between the Jets and a dollar?
You can get four quarters out of a dollar.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH
Suck it, Jersey!
I heard this one a while ago: What does Jets stand for? Just End The Season already.
I know that's how I felt watching Favre puke all over the field in the last game against the Dolphins. (Metaphorical puke, not the real, Donovan McNabb OMG-the-Superbowl-is-SO-HARD-can't-we-just-agree-to-tie-? kinda puking.)
But yesterday, I read this one and it made me laugh and laugh:
What's the difference between the Jets and a dollar?
You can get four quarters out of a dollar.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH
Suck it, Jersey!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Not so random thought
I wanted to name my blog "BradytoMossTouchdown," but in addition to being way too long (when you add .blogspot), I understand the reality that we do ultimately root for laundry and I will be a Pats fan even (sob) after Tom and Randy are gone. Pats players come and go, but the Bills will suck forever.
Oh, speaking of which, my nemesis in the AFC East, Vinnay, has started a rival football blog.
Go laugh at him. And then ask him where his Randy Moss jersey is.
Oh, speaking of which, my nemesis in the AFC East, Vinnay, has started a rival football blog.
Go laugh at him. And then ask him where his Randy Moss jersey is.
It's not easy being me
I've been a Patriots fan since November 2007.
I also live in Brooklyn, New York.
So, pretty much my life has been hell for almost two years. First, I was heckled as a bandwagon jumper (hey, if there is an awesome wagon with a hot quarterback a superfly Wide Receiver, with their merry band of undefeated awesomeness driving right by your window, why the hell *wouldn't* you jump on??) And then I was mercilessly mocked when my team lost the Superbowl to the spawn of Satan and the New Jersey Giants.
As if that wasn't enough, I was deluged with sarcastic condolences for the loss of Tom Brady during the first game of the '08 season.
Bastards.
But I perserved! I huddled together with my fellow Brooklyn based Pats fans in various Brooklyn bars and we watched the untested Matt Cassel take us so close to the promised land.
Soooo cllooooossseeeee. (Insert I-hate-Brett-Favre-soo-much moaning here.)
But all that is behind us.
Tom is Back.
He's healthy and better than ever. (Hopefully.) (Am looking for supportive, cheery words that rhyme with O'Connell, just in case.)
And hey, as bad as things are, they could be worse.
We could be Buffalo Bills fans.
Or have Brett Favre be our last saving hope for a decent season. BRETT FAVRE! HAHAHAHAHAAHA
As you can tell, both by those last few sentence AND the name of this blog, I like to talk trash.
I especially like to talk trash during the football season.
I don't know that much about football, but I have much love for the Patriots and much hate for all other teams. Especially the Giants. And the Eagles. And the Colts. And the Jets. And the Dolphins. And the Cowboys.
I have grudging respect for the Steelers. But we're coming for you guys. Trust that.
Have nothing but pity and mockery for the Bills and the Vikings. And the Saints (they count as a real NFL frachise, right? I mean, barely, but they get in there, right?)
I will hate the other teams with greater specificity as they face my boys or affect the Patriots' push for number four.
Heh.
Welcome to my blog.
I also live in Brooklyn, New York.
So, pretty much my life has been hell for almost two years. First, I was heckled as a bandwagon jumper (hey, if there is an awesome wagon with a hot quarterback a superfly Wide Receiver, with their merry band of undefeated awesomeness driving right by your window, why the hell *wouldn't* you jump on??) And then I was mercilessly mocked when my team lost the Superbowl to the spawn of Satan and the New Jersey Giants.
As if that wasn't enough, I was deluged with sarcastic condolences for the loss of Tom Brady during the first game of the '08 season.
Bastards.
But I perserved! I huddled together with my fellow Brooklyn based Pats fans in various Brooklyn bars and we watched the untested Matt Cassel take us so close to the promised land.
Soooo cllooooossseeeee. (Insert I-hate-Brett-Favre-soo-much moaning here.)
But all that is behind us.
Tom is Back.
He's healthy and better than ever. (Hopefully.) (Am looking for supportive, cheery words that rhyme with O'Connell, just in case.)
And hey, as bad as things are, they could be worse.
We could be Buffalo Bills fans.
Or have Brett Favre be our last saving hope for a decent season. BRETT FAVRE! HAHAHAHAHAAHA
As you can tell, both by those last few sentence AND the name of this blog, I like to talk trash.
I especially like to talk trash during the football season.
I don't know that much about football, but I have much love for the Patriots and much hate for all other teams. Especially the Giants. And the Eagles. And the Colts. And the Jets. And the Dolphins. And the Cowboys.
I have grudging respect for the Steelers. But we're coming for you guys. Trust that.
Have nothing but pity and mockery for the Bills and the Vikings. And the Saints (they count as a real NFL frachise, right? I mean, barely, but they get in there, right?)
I will hate the other teams with greater specificity as they face my boys or affect the Patriots' push for number four.
Heh.
Welcome to my blog.
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