Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay! Um. Ok I’m taking Da Bears and Da 7 points.

(I’m actually a Redskins fan, so I haven’t even been paying attention this year the last several years).

Test!

I’m from Baltimore. “Go,” Bears. If you know what I mean.

He’s the “Colt’s” head coach? Which one?

I believe that the group of strong sweaty men capable of physically dominating the other will win.

TD!

Go Bears!

Whoa. Thanks a lot, Bubba. First the profanity in the other thread, and now this? Where *did* I put my smelling salts?

Huh. Don’t know what happened to my last comment. Perhaps I’ve been banned because y’all figured out I don’t know anything about football . . .

Sadlyno management should admit they picked the Cclts not out of sympathy for Peyton Manning, but because not even three Super Bowl wins can wash away the humiliation of William the Refrigerator Perry running for a touchdown against the Patriots in a 46-10 blowout at Super Bowl XX.

I clicked on that Bear link and got a pic of Andrew Sullivan nekkid. That’s just wrong.

Sadlyno management should admit they picked the Colts not out of sympathy for Peyton Manning, but because not even three Super Bowl victories can wash away the humiliation of William the Refrigerator Perry running for a touchdown against the Patriots in a 46-10 blowout at Super Bowl XX.

Ah, foosball in the rain! Lookin’ at the game so far, this is gonna be a classic.

Now if Rupperto could just come here and connect this game with the “success” of the Bush administration, my night would be complete.

Da Bearssss 147-6

Tony Dungy vs. Lovie Smith. A win for either is a win for Jesus.

Colts are up now. There’s a heart getting beaten up by the physical manifestation of high blood pressure.

PS- comments are appearing slowly tonight. If your comment doesn’t show up in the thread right away, it should be along in a minute or two…

Fumbelina, Fumbelina, slippery little thing
Fumbelina drop, Fumbelina fling.

Prints!

Thanks Bubba. Now I gotta clean the cache on my wife’s computer.

Ricardo Montalban! haha.

So… what do y’all think of Prince’s little projection number?

Hey, you know how when the wingnuts get all uppity and tell us what we should think of a movie or cartoon or something, based solely on some minor bit of politics they’ve managed to read into it? Especially when they don’t really have anything else to say about the thing?

That’s pretty darned hilarious, isn’t it?

Darn. It sure is rainin’. Where does the water go on artificial turf? I guess they have that figured out. At least the rain allows me to not think about where the spit goes. As my geology teacher used to say, “The solution to pollution is dilution”.

I am switching back and forth between the game and TLC’s “What Not To Wear” marathon. Fun fun fun for everyone.

Anyone have an idea what the scare quotes around “sell-out” in the invitation might imply?

OK, a little delay for comments is one thing, but this is ridiculous.

Ooooooof.

So… what do y’all think of Prince’s little projection number?

The mix was really weird: The vocals and guitar were huge, and the bass and drums were almost inaudible.

But ‘Proud Mary’ with the New Orleans namecheck — that was classy.

YEA MY COLTS WON!!!!

Colts!!!

Not only did we have to have the Colts tell us that the Good Lord had nothing better to do with His time than to make sure that Indy beat Chicago, but we also apparently needed to hear the CBS broadcast team explain that Tony Dungy’s attributing his team’s success to God was a sign of his incredible “class.”

I hope this means that Jesus loves ponies.

Colts = World Champs. Deal with it.

Bill Belicheck – scumbag schmuck.

Indy haters, hang your heads in shame.

Colts World Champs.

The mix was really weird: The vocals and guitar were huge, and the bass and drums were almost inaudible.

Prince, who is of course a phenomenal guitarist, sounded very sloppy. His guitar was so loud in the mix that you could hear every little finger squeak and pick scrape– basically all the other crap besides the notes. He was missing notes left and right and bending out of tune a lot too.

Of course, it’s probably pretty tough to play lead guitar in the pouring rain.

This means another couple thousand Manning commercials doesn’t it?

Shoe Money Tonight!!

mikey

Not only did we have to have the Colts tell us that the Good Lord had nothing better to do with His time than to make sure that Indy beat Chicago, but we also apparently needed to hear the CBS broadcast team explain that Tony Dungy’s attributing his team’s success to God was a sign of his incredible “class.�

You know what else was incredible “class”? The Colts’ owner referencing the tornado that killed people in Florida, then thanking God for guiding his football team to victory. In other words, God cares more about a child’s game than he does about the people in the path of a natural disaster. What “dignity”.

I dunno if I will ever see my team win again, but this was a great experience.

The sad thing is that Bears fans are going to blame Rex Grossman. He did get them there…

Congratulations to the Colts! They destroyed the Bears in the Super Bowl.

Doh! The Colts only “burned and blew up” the Bears! Mea maxima culpa! Everything I have ever said about anything is now suspect!

MurKKKans watch football….

Why?

There is no more sickening spectacle than the Super Bowl.

Pathetic.

*Sigh*

Now it’s all f***ing NBA and NHL until March…I guess I’ll go do homework or something.

Prince, who is of course a phenomenal guitarist, sounded very sloppy. His guitar was so loud in the mix that you could hear every little finger squeak and pick scrape– basically all the other crap besides the notes.

That’s great stuff, like hearing someone breathe through their saxophone.

yea i thought the prince halftime show was gud i dunno what the deal is with these haters.

sure he seemed sloppy at times but thats not a huge deal

The Bears are who we thought they were!

Crown Our Asses!!!

OK, right then, as I’m posting this, the most recent published comment bears a time-stamp of “Feb 5, 8:28”

What with now being Feb 4, 11:54, EST, I’d say either you’ve moved to Warsaw, Poland as your default timezone, or your server’s clock is fucked.

What with now being Feb 4, 11:54, EST, I’d say either you’ve moved to Warsaw, Poland as your default timezone, or your server’s clock is fucked.

Andere Länder, andere Sitten, mein Herr.

Rex Grossman is a goaty goat who eats tin cans like a goat and smells like a goat and throws like a goat because he has goat hooves and is a big huge goat.

Himmler poopbuckets.

Mein glowering fartzkreig noch mockenheim der bearzenfreud.

Whaa-aa-at?

Congratulations to the Colts! They destroyed the Bears in the Super Bowl.

Doh! The Colts only “burned and blew upâ€? the Bears! […]

No, they destroyed them. 🙂

Tony Dungy’s publicly professed Jesusism, along with his ongoing attempts to make the team the most Jesusy in football with near constant prayer meetings before, after, and during training, were one of the major reasons I could never be a Bucs fan while Dungy was their coach.

Is he an excellent coach in other ways? Well, his team just won the Super Bowl, so, yeah, probably. But the taste of Jesus has never sat well in my mouth, and I especially loathe it when celebrities use their media attention to thank Jesus for their trophies. It seems to me that it’s more likely that a great deal of hard work and natural athletic ability are probably more responsible for sports victories than some guy who’s been dead for a few thousand years, assuming he ever existed in the first place… and more than that, it has always seemed to me that if you’re going to give an omniscient, omnipotent scoutmaster credit for all the positive accomplishments in your life, you should certainly give him blame for all the crap that’s come down on your head, and all your shittier decisions and spectacular failures, too. But godheads never seem to do this. Jesus gets all the credit for the good stuff, and the bad stuff… um… well, that’s all on the lib’rals, I guess.

So, yeah, Dungy is a good coach, but I much prefer Jon Gruden. Yeah, Dungy’s Bucs squad has come to suck powerfully under J.G., but at least he isn’t leading prayer meetings on the 50 yard line.

Still, congrats to the Colts and their fans. I didn’t think it could ever happen under Dungy, but there it is. I was wrong. Enjoy it, guys. It may never happen again… and trust this Bucs fan, and this Bills fan, when he says that. Sic gloria mundi, indeed.

And thank you, Indianapolis, for kicking the goddam Patriots’ ass this year.

No one here has noticed that the graphic used on this post is an invitiation to a fundraiser for James Dobson’s Focus on the Family’s Indiana chapter?

The Colts obviously endorse the hate as they licensed their logo to be used on the invtiation, the coach is obviously an anti-American hater for his agreeing to attend.

The Colts and their coach heartily support the classism, bigotry, torture and mass murder espoused by Dobson and the ‘christians’. Last night’s win by the Colts is a loss for all Americans for Dobson sees this as vindication of his message of hate.

Please don’t celebrate the endorsement of bigotry by the Colts.

No, they destroyed them.

No, they sat back and watched as Rex Grossman destroyed himself and everyone around him. The kid’s like a tactical nuclear crappy quarterback.

Tony Dungy’s publicly professed Jesusism, along with his ongoing attempts to make the team the most Jesusy in football with near constant prayer meetings before, after, and during training, were one of the major reasons I could never be a Bucs fan while Dungy was their coach

I don’t know, though. I’d like to feel this way, but I just can’t. So many sports coaches are such ginormous assholes that I’m willing to accept a Jesus-y one who is also soft-spoken and respectful, as against the colossal dickweedery of, say, Bill Parcells. (I hasten to add that I mean in the venue and context of sports alone — I don’t like the idea of Dungy lending his name and face to antigay bigotry.) I think it’s a tall order to find reliably non-objectionable sports figures — it’s a rich, macho, Christian world they live in.

Ya know what. I was a bit uncomfortable with all the Jesus talk at the Superbowl award bit. But I’m not gonna bust on Dungy for getting some religion not after having a child commit suicide last year. My aunt lost her 15-year old daughter a couple of years ago. She and her husband are still struggling just to get out of bed each day. Their older son literally joined the circus.

So if Tony Dungy’s slipped a little further down the Jesus-freak slope I’m not gonna hold it against the man. I don’t like any anti-gay message sor groups and I’m not gonna invite Dungy over for dinner, but if being into Jesus helps him deal with his profound grief even while at the pinnacle of his professional career then more power to him.

I think it’s a tall order to find reliably non-objectionable sports figures — it’s a rich, macho, Christian world they live in.

Oh, I grant you that. But the fact that the sports world is mostly populated by assholes doesn’t make me like assholes any more, and the ones who get all Christly in public at every opportunity really piss me off.

Dungy seems to be a fine human being, and I have only lately matured enough to be willing to admit that a person CAN be a fine human being, and still be a professing Christian. Ten years ago… maybe five… I would never ever have been willing to accept that one could actually accept and believe in and proselytize all the hateful bullshit in the Bible and still be a good person. However, people are complicated and someone can be a hateful bigot on one level and still be a fine pie baking and sugar lending neighbor on another. (As long as, of course, you’re part of the tribe.)

I grant you that Parcells is a nut-munch, and one big reason I currently hate the Cowboys. But nearly any Bucs fan would agree with you there, after the way he dicked us around… and, frankly, given his performance as a coach since then, as compared to Gruden’s (who at least got us ONE Super Bowl trophy), while I’m ultimately grateful he went elsewhere, still, nobody likes getting screwed with their pants on.

I think it’s a tall order to find reliably non-objectionable sports figures — it’s a rich, macho, Christian world they live in.

I agree. It’s actually hard to find non-objectionable people in the real world, as well… most people seem to be dicks, in some way or another.

Tony Dungy is a class act in some ways. However, assholes come in all shapes and forms — certainly I’m one, perhaps more often than not — and one of the shapes and forms that I despise most is the asshole who publicly professes their religion at every opportunity.

I’d like to see some of you play guitar in the rain… or even football for that matter. Prince sounded great, despite the rain. Did you hear when the Rolling Stones played? Comparatively, there’s no comparision. Prince gave the best halftime show since U2. Period.

That is all.

Er… sorry for the double post, all. I thought the first one got et. So I redid it. Shorter.

I should always do two drafts, I guess.

“Prince gave the best halftime show since U2. Period.”

I’d have to agree, but he seemed a little angry, and I don’t think it was due to the rain.

He was just informed prior to the performance that his team was losing and that I had outranked him significantly on Blogcritic Magazine’s Best Records of 2006.

http://www.morethings.com/music/best_songs_2006.htm

When a Prince is dethroned by a troll, it can be more than a little annoying.