Yesterday I watched the Packers (who remain the only socialist team in major league sports) play the Seattle Seahawks with PoodleDoc and PoodleDoc, Jr. I love to watch football when played in snow or rain (surprise, surprise.) If you ask me, teams that play in domes are a bunch of wimps. When the game began, it was snowing lightly. By the end of the game it was snowing quite heavily, ideal conditions for a January football game.
The game started out badly for the Packers, who, due to two fumbles by Ryan Grant, were behind 14-0 just four minutes into the game. Over the years, I've seen the Packers lose many games they should have won, and it looked like this was going to be one of those games. Lo and behold, the Mighty Pack, including the aforementioned Ryan Grant (who left the game in the fourth quarter with 201 yards and three touchdowns - both of which are Packer post-season records), went on to play practically perfect football in every way for the rest of the game, winning 42-20, which will put them in the NFC Championship game against the winner of today's Dallas/New York game.
It was fun watching the game with PoodleDoc and PoodleDoc, Jr, despite the fact that it had to be viewed on PoodleDoc's rather testosterone-challenged television; I'd say it has about a five-inch screen. We engaged in the time-honored game of "Predict The Next Stupid Comment Made By The Announcers." (Well, Tony, I think if the Packers want to win this game, they're going to have to score more points than the Seahawks.)
While it helped that the end result was a decisive Packer victory, the snow on the field and the good company made for a very enjoyable football viewing experience. The only downside was that watching football, even when I go elsewhere, has the potential of creating conflict between Ms. Geranium and me, which I feel bad about. Sigh. Sorry, Ms. Geranium.
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How is it that we got to see looks of sadness and dejection on the faces of both Mike Holmgren AND Jerry Jones this weekend?
I don't know if I care about the Superbowl. My own prayers have been answered.
(Ha ha just kidding. I do care about the superbowl.
no_slappz: How about them Packers, eh?
Yes, anytime I see sadness and dejection on the face of Jerry Jones, I shouldn't say this, but it is somehow.....satisfying. Holmgren ended up looking like a sad, corpulent snowman out in some field. I kinda felt sorry for him....
Ed, you wrote:
"had to be viewed on PoodleDoc's rather testosterone-challenged television"
But, given the logic you resort to here, I had a lot of fun having you over. Even if this isn't the 1950's. Both I and Poodledoc, Jr had a good time. He was returning from the planet Surly Teen Tantrum and you managed to bring a smile to his face. That could have something to do with the fact that you are not his dad! Anyway, I'm getting one those 4 foot diagonal HD plasma TV's for the Super Bowl so you should come over again! And, you could bring Ms Geranium. I'm sure she'd enjoy herself.
By the way, Ed, DOES money grow on trees? My parents always told me no, but if you have some special information to the contrary, we should talk.
And just speaking for myself, I love your rants about tarrifs. And so does Poodledoc, Jr. So, let's watch some more FOOTBALL!
no_slappz: I think you must need a hug. Come here, big guy. I love you, man! Since you asked, and it's sort of on topic, I actually don't believe football players deserve to make as much money as they receive. I don't think anyone is entitled to that kind of money while other people are starving, homeless, lacking health care, etc, etc... but, I still enjoy watching the Packers (the only socialist team in major league sports.) However, I make it a point of NEVER buying ANYTHING advertised on a football game. Not even an iPhone.
PoodleDoc: Yeah, I also get some perverse pleasure seeing Jerry Jones looking dejected. He is a creepy rich bastard who thinks he can buy anything he wants, but not this year! Hah! I also felt a little sorry (but not too sorry) for Holmgren. For a rich bastard, he seems like a more-or-less decent person, even if he did desert the Mighty Pack and swiped a good portion of the staff when he left. I'm glad I was able to help brighten PoodleDoc, Jr's day a little bit. You're probably right that it has something to do with the fact that I'm not his parent, but it could possibly also be that he recognizes that I am one übercool dude. Yes, money DOES grow on trees, but the rich bastards own the orchard and they're not going to share (I think they all flunked kindergarten.) They've got all those money trees surrounded with electrified razor-wire, motion detectors and very large poodles that will slobber you to death if you get too close. And those rich bastards will laugh in your face as you starve to death rather than share one measly leaf from one of those trees.
Go Pack!
They have poodles, too? You are REALLY scaring me, Ed!
no_slappz: Comrade, in case you didn't notice, this post on which you're commenting was about an enjoyable afternoon spent watching a Packer game with a friend, yet you seem intent on carrying on a political argument. I could respond to your questions and claims but I'm not going to bother. What would be the point? I don't think you're going to truly consider the possible validity of anything I might have to say, and you've already claimed that I have written things which I never wrote as well as twisted the meaning of some things I did write. Thus, it is clear that it will never be possible for us to engage in a true discussion, where both sides actually listen to each other. Rather, all that can happen is arguing. I'm not going to play that game. I hope, for your sake, that you find happiness. Peace.
To anyone reading these comments: if you find the thread to be disjointed or confusing, that's due to the fact that a certain commenter has had all his comments removed due to his inability to refrain from provocative comments. Sorry if it's confusing. I guess I've learned a little lesson about trolls.
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