You made it! It’s finally the end of another work week. Sure, the weekend has lost a bit of its luster lately, but no work is still no work, even if it is just sitting at home doing nothing. I mean, unless you have kids or a family or responsibilities and if so, that’s a “you” problem.
I have returned! Much like that coward Gen. MacArthur, I’m back and here to help get your weekend underway.
This week’s rendition is a special one. What have I graced you with on this most hallowed of sporting weeks? This Friday before our Super Bowl Sabbath? This lead-up to our greatest national past-time where modern day gladiators fight for our amusement? A little 90s football nostalgia, that’s what! All in the nicely packaged super cut of iconic moments to the tune of the Foo Fighters.
Was that not enough to satiate your cravings? I get that. How about the greatest scene in cinematic history? Would that fulfill your Thinner like hunger? Let’s see.
Oh, so this poorly dubbed clip I found on YouTube wasn’t enough for you jackals? Fine. Here’s my own personal poorly acted (possibly intoxicated) rendition.
Still not enough?? Alright. What if I were to throw in that time Mox hit the opposing masoct in the face to stop the clock instead of spiking it like a normal, non sociopath? Here, you hyenas.
That is all I have to offer up to the alter of the football Gods. If this was somehow not enough and you require even more red hot Varsity Blues action, here are two muppets talking about it for over an hour.
You happy? I’ve left it all one the field. Given you everything I have, and for what? Damn, I finally get what Dany Plainviews was going through.
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