And that’s all she wrote.
And that’s all she wrote.
… I don’t know.
I wanted to concoct a strong, witty title, but in failure to do so I just tossed out the above line and went with it.
Here’s the most likely scenarios of what we’ll see this upcoming season:
– The St. Louis Rams will go 5-11
— The New England Patriots will run the table
— Peyton Manning will have a stellar regular season
All three are probably a lock. At least the Patriots and Manning parts are. The Rams will likely head down that road again, in some kind of fashion, and I’ll — just like other Rams fans — will search for a scapegoat and blame the said scapegoat until next season comes around.
Fuck it. I’ll keep the hope high, though, because it’s one way of getting excited for the NFL season.
By the way, on ESPN radio yesterday, on the Scott Van Pelt & Ryan Russillo show, Darren Woodson was a guest and during their conversation he discussed the Seattle Seahawks. During that segment, Woodson mentioned speaking with Earl Thomas and Richard Sherman, and when probed further about what they spoke of, Woodson indicated they talked about the Rams defense. He said those players mentioned that the Rams’ defense concerned the team, because aside from the shitload of talent Seattle boasts, they don’t scare the Rams’ D, and — in fact — no one scares them. There wasn’t any mention of the 49ers, just the Rams.
That was music to my ears, because all the football media analysts of the world cannot outthink what players feel. It reaffirmed to me what we’ve (Rams fans) been saying since the hiring of Gregg Williams, and what he’ll instill in the attitude of the players will be terrific. That little conversation outshone, for me, the performance of the Rams thus far in the preseason.
The Rams play the Browns tonight. If Michael Sam happens to sack Johnny Manziel, social media as a whole will explode.
I had one of the greatest (the greatest, actually, I’d easily say) weeks of my life last week, so I’m in the best mood I’ve been in, in years, and was too busy to post anything regarding the highly heralded Jon Jones/Daniel Cormier scuffle and ensuing Jon Jones-emitted “death threat” from last Monday. But here’s their little SportsCenter thingymajig:
And the ol’ “death threat”:
Dem dere wolf tickets.
I don’t want to hear Renan Barao’s excuses.
At UFC 173, when he lost the bantamweight title to Team Alpha Male member TJ Dillashaw, he looked dumbfounded when Dillashaw picked him apart for five rounds and TKO’ed him a little over two minutes into the fifth round.
Barao produced a little bit offense in the fight, but not enough to deter Dillashaw from doing virtually anything he wanted to in return. Dillashaw executed his own gameplan perfectly. In all of my time watching MMA, I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed a more surprisingly dominant performance by an underdog in a fight, ever.
Dillashaw’s foot movement and mixed bag of punches and kicks helped him control the fight and eventually finish off Barao. Barao’s usual ability to apply pressure and speed the fight up was nonexistent.
The second fight, I have a feeling that it’s going to have a different feel. It obviously will. Both fighters — by then — will have had three months to prepare and make adjustments. My head is leaning towards Barao winning the title back, but that’s only because he had not lost — before May’s UFC 173 — since 2005. Dillashaw neutralized him.
If Dillashaw does the same thing to Barao he did to him in the first fight, it’s over (duh?), but I can’t help but imagine that Barao isn’t going to look as confused and lackadaisical as he did in May. I’ll cover this more when the day of UFC 177 rolls around (August 30th).
I will say this, however: instead of Barao getting a rematch, I wish that Dillashaw would have fought Raphael Assuncao for the title. As I’ve said so many times in the recent past, I’m sick of rematches (albeit the Assuncao fight would’ve been a rematch).
January 31st — Super Bowl weekend — can’t get here any faster. That day will feature UFC 183. The only thing in the sports world that can amp up that weekend for yours truly is a St. Louis Rams’ Super Bowl appearance (please, just allow me to have those pipe dreams).
I watched this past Saturday night’s UFC on Fox 12 with my lifelong best friend/quasi-brother. When we watch UFCs and imbibe, feasting is inevitable, and that night’s choice of greasy food (this goes against everything I’ve written about nutritional science in the past) was good ol’ KFC. (By the way, two 20-piece buckets of chicken totalled out to $68 bucks. Yeah… bullshit price; I’m thinking that, too.)
I meant to write a predictions post yesterday, but the busy day that it was didn’t permit the chance. The main card, on paper, looked like an A+ free TV card. Here’s what I learned from the event:
– Matt Brown and Robbie Lawler should fight on every card. Brown and Lawler stood toe to toe and rocked each other multiple times throughout the fight. I was inebriated at the point that fight came on, but was more than entertained by a fight everybody knew was going to be top notch.
– I’m never eating KFC again.
– I can’t wait till Lawler rematches the UFC’s residential bleating, beta, hypocritical, dense-minded whiner of a bumrat schmuck Johny Hendricks for the welterweight title and soundly knocks him out. As I’ve written often in the past — I dislike Hendricks for a multitude of reasons, most notably because he bitched, whined, cried, moaned and groaned after losing to Georges St.-Pierre last November, only to be guilty, himself, of the same thing he whined about — then — in March of this year.
– Matt Brown is a molecular structured beast. Sure, he didn’t win on Saturday night, but he put himself in elite company by standing toe to toe with the class of the welterweight division.
– Dennis Bermudez clowned Clay Guida. He mauled him in the first round, and in the second round, when Guida begin putting together some shots, Bermudez remembered that he’s a world class grappler and subsequently took Guida to theground and locked in a rear naked choke for the submission victory. I’d love to see Bermudez fight Frankie Edgar next. Make it happen!
Nothing was really learned from the main event fight, other than that Matt Brown showed that he could hang with the elite fighters of the welterweight division, and Robbie Lawler — again — showed that he’s the class of the said division. I’m looking forward to watching Lawler take the title off Johny boy.
I forgot to touch on the Anthony “Rumble” Johnson/Lil’ Nog fight. Rumble defeated him in 44 seconds, and now he has the most finishes in under one minute than anybody in UFC history. Well done. Outside of Nog, he’s defeated Phil Davis since he returned to the UFC three months ago. Depending on what happens, I wouldn’t mind seeing a matchup between Rumble and Alexander Gustafsson. I know Gus is due for a title shot, but he tore his meniscus and now Daniel Cormier is in to fight Jon Jones (which I will write about soon).
It was a pretty damn good Fox card, something that should’ve had the casual fans compelled to watch.
It’s a shame UFC 176 was cancelled.
(Time to be a little controversial) My mind is blown by how many people in America have sheepishly bought into the political correctness that has outright infected this nation. I’m not one to engage in political talk, because I find that it’s useless (a middle ground is rarely ever met in politics, and politicians are genuine scumbags; I once knew of a pseudo-politician hasbeen marine of an adulterer, an archetype of sorts that’s common today, but that’s another topic for a time that will never occur, so I digress).
However, the fact remains: my mind is blown by how there are people in this country that believe words do more harm than criminal behavior.
This is merely anecdotal evidence being presented from/on my behalf, but from a certain ESPN Conversations section, there’s a big debate going on about Donald Sterling. I should have learned my lesson about reading ESPN comments, but I reckon I’ve just been led to the pale of water and forgot to take a drink.
A guy in the aforementioned comment section wrote a post about how there have been all these players in sports who have committed criminal acts but have been welcomed back with open arms, but a senile, 80-year-old man has a private conversation illegally and unlawfully recorded by his black girlfriend. The contents of the conversation are prejudicial and racist, but how are illegally recorded comments from a mentally lost man in his 80s worse than criminal acts?
Think about that for a moment. Take the emotions out of it and all the huffing and puffing, and think.
Everybody has the right to believe what they want as well as the right to dislike anybody they want and for any reason they see fit. It was a conversation held in private. Now, Chris Paul and Doc Rivers, and whoever else of the Los Angeles Clippers, are crying. This is all about a bunch of overpaid, butthurt athletes acting like whiny assholes.
If these players in the Association threatening to boycott, do boycott, the owners should move to sue the players for breach of contract. The players are trying to put themselves above the game and their actions would do more harm than good.
People keep citing “the image of the NBA has been destroyed when a white man who’s the owner of a franchise speaks racially tinged words among a league whose majority of players are black!”
Well, look at the title of this post — Donald Sterling is a racist bigot. That’s confirmed. He’ll be out soon. But the ignorant comments of a senile 80-year-old man are not worse than criminal acts. Who poses more of a danger — a racist 80-year-old man who will soon [likely] be gone from the public eye forever, or player(s) that engage in criminal activities such as drug dealing, rape shootings and/or murder?
This won’t hurt the league’s image in the short term or the long term. Soon enough, Sterling will be ousted and all will be forgotten. Millions aren’t being lost and the league is — honestly — thriving.
But what do I know? I reckon I’m just a privileged white male. Speaking of those privileges, I’m still curious about what they are, exactly… I’ve never actually witnessed ‘em. But people sure do love talking about this supposed “white male privilege”, when all I see or hear from mainstream news outlets anymore is a shithorde of liberals in the guise of whining from the gays and blacks of America and, of course, the other side of the coin, fear mongers and complainers from the right. Enough is enough.
By the way, I have some Italian, Irish, Greek and (a small percentage of) Cherokee Indian roots in my blood. Does the Cherokee Indian bit supply me with the ammunition to weigh in on the Washington Redskins shtick? Heh! Again, I digress, I guess.