Blogsturbation Monday

Saturday night this cat got to witness three (3!) Shoot-outs thank to the combined power of NESN and the NHL Network.  I saw Rick Nash on a breakaway.  I saw Alexander Ovechkin on a breakaway. I saw Nicklas Backstrom on a breakaway.  I saw Daniel Alfredsson on a breakaway and it was fucking fantastiiiiic.  Sure, it is a strange way to resolve the game, but it is effective and makes ties impossible, which is always a good thing.  Besides, the shoot-out disappears once the playoffs start, so that they never have any over-arching say in a potentially season-ending situation.  Which is a good thing.

FUCK. USC. FOOTBALL.  Congratulations, you embarrassed an awful UCLA team and then determined that the next step was to dance around on the field as if the game meant anything other than you securing a spot in the Preparation H Anal Boil Bowl.  I assume that based on a Pete Carroll's immature decision to bomb it out with under 50 seconds remaining in the game, that he's got something large and uncomfortable located somewhere near and dear to his poopshooter.  But, b. Lee, why did Neuheisel call a timeout?  And if UCLA was going to get made about it, then they should have just made the play, avoiding the confrontation to begin with.  I would have loved to hear the same line of reasoning if the large linebacker from UCLA had the opportunity to shatter Pete Carroll's face on the sidelines.

Go Ducks.  Go Cardinal. Go Huskies.  Fuck the Trojans.

It appears that an month-long feast of fools is on the horizon, starting tonight with the Patriots and Saints, continuing with the Tide and Gators, through the Bowl Season, and an even beyond the Winter Classic on New Year's Day.  The smart, or at least the smaht, money seems to be on the Pats' tonight, but we really have no idea what to expect tonight.  The Pats could win by a touchdown, or the Saints could win by 17 as New England's defense historically has been prone to allowing points in bunches.  On the other hand, we can't see how the Gators lose next Saturday.  Bama has been good this year, but they have never really wowed against any good teams.  Plus, karma is against them because their coach is almost as much of as asshole as Pete Caroll. Only Saban isn't one to hind behind a friendly grin to conceal his penchant for the prickness.

All right, that's enough knee-jerk blogarrhea for the time being.  We hope to get organized as the week goes along, but you see all that blue pumpkin...  pie has gone straight to our arteries and it's really making concentration a difficult thing to accomplish amidst the incessant chest pains.