(This blog will be continually updated on Sunday 12-11-11, as long as I have something interesting to say.)
In looking at the Pittsburgh Steelers / Arizona Cardinals match-up, you have one team that traditionally plays a solid defensive game against one that can put lots of points on the board in a hurry. In baseball, good pitching can cancel good hitting. In football, though, it isn't quite as simple. All you need is on defensive back, for example, to look over the wrong shoulder and the result is seven points. Or the defensive call could be an all-out blitz, which is picked up and a slant pass ends up going for a long score. Conversely, you could have the good offensive team with a few scores, but some defensive adjustments and the resulting turnovers put the team with the good offense in the hole, and when the entire stadium knows a pass is coming, the defense locksdown.
The NFL machine keeps going.
(Subtitled: How to begin the first Lightning Round in 2009)
I really hate reality shows. Most are
pretty very lame, with constant back biting, lying, and non-existant-but-dammit-we're-gonna-tell-you-anyhow storylines. Considering a show like Stupidvivor, they take over 100 hours of footage of multiple contestants, and edit down to a 46-minute story. That is NOT reality. That is a serial protrayed by underpaid, non-union actors.
The singular, A-number-1, positively, absolutely most important time in a young man's life is upon us. For that reason, I can't blog for awhile.
A record setting day in the mobile child delivery system industry. 22 cars parked beat the record (of 21 cars set yesterday). However to be fair, My-Sugar-Na and I made more money yesterday, as the "Demand is more than supply" theory set the pricing. And to prove the free market works, today "Supply was more than demand", so pricing needed to be adjusted accordingly. However as of tonight, we are 60% of what we made last year, with a full week to go. My theory that more folks are taking local vacations seems to be bearing out.
Aimless, middle-of-the-night surfing has led me to some classic broadcast NFL openings.
Yes, I know the Super Bowl (Side note - The MVP selection was a crock. David Tyree caught one of the two TDs, and made the catch that saved the game for the Giants, and instead a marketing machine was named MVP) was just played yesterday, but on Saturday, I went to Long's Wong and attended a viewing of Game 4 of the 1957 World Series (the "Nippy Jones" game).
In my third-ever post back in March 2007 (a brilliant post, by the way) I detailed how the NFL is vigorously defending its marks, and mentioned that the NFL had previously sent letters to Las Vegas casinos stating that the Super Bowl cannot be shown in “public on screens that, according to federal law, are larger than those 'commonly used in private homes'."
Maybe a check into some of the lists (lower right of this page, but conveniently linked in this post) would give us an idea...
You must be kidding. There is no way I would try to squeeze myself into a Speedo, much less get a photo taken of such an event, much less post it.