GARBAGE CAN

CURRENT SONG OF CHOICE: "In the Blood" - Better than Ezra

I figure I'll probably be doing a "collection-of-random-thoughts" post every now and then. I needed a name, and then remembered that on R and B budget, I would call every compilation of Sports Comm-backed news and notes the "garbage can". What the hell, I'll make that stick here.
I also liked the idea of starting each post (or close to every one) with the "song of choice". Essentially, I'll just put up whatever song is stuck in my head, reflects the mood I'm in, recently heard and struck some nerve, etc. For instance, I heard the aforementioned BTE song running yesterday and it's fresh on the brain.
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I realized in the span of 20 minutes yesterday why I need fantasy football/picking winners/some side form of NFL enjoyment in my life.
The last two games of the day were the San Francisco-Seattle NFC West crapfest and the Broncos-Chargers instant classic. To stay alive in my weekly F and F pick'em pool, I needed both Denver and San Francisco to win, both mild upsets I guess.
First, the 49ers and Seahawks pulled to a slugfest while Darren Sproles' TD put the Chargers ahead. From there, the madness began. I really wish I had one of those real-time "minute-by-minute" counters they do on Primetime every now and then, but I'll improvise.
San Francisco and Denver both begin drives within a few minutes of each other. The 49ers complete a pass to set up a field goal at the end of regulation, which Joe Nedney shanks and sends me into a temporary coronary.
At the same time, Brandon Marshall pulls in his 399th catch of the day for the Broncos. I guess I should have also said that in two fantasy games, a touchdown or two from Eddie Royal would have been nice for cushion points.
As Denver's driving, Nedney gets a second shot and nails it: part 1 complete.
Of course, most of you probably saw the ending of that Denver game from where Cutler puts the ball on the ground. At this point, I'm pissed, thinking that being the lone person to take the 49ers wouldn't matter since this clown just dropped it in the red zone. From somewhere, Batis...I mean, Ed Hochuli comes up with some contorted logic to allow the Broncs to keep the ball.
And who scores the eventual winning TD and two-point conversion than Royal.
Could this have worked out any better? Maybe not. In the end, I pulled off one of the greatest Yahoo Pick'em rallies in history. And I realized how much I love the side games that go with the NFL.
Onto other bits of, uh, garbage?

- Why is everyone so surprised that Georgia had to struggle to survive Columbia? Do the talking heads not realize that every year's game between these two is a low-scoring, brutal, "let's get out of here with the win regardless" game? So somehow, for another week, winning isn't good enough, let alone winning on the road. Now Oklahoma is good, but how is dominating a shitty Washington team in their house more worthy than winning an SEC road game against a defense these same pollsters claim to love so much? If we beat a formerly-ranked Arizona State next weekend in their place, do we drop even further?
- While we're at it, so glad to see USC drop Ohio State like a bad habit...or Adam Banks (thanks Jack Reilly for the reference). I figured it would be close early and then the Trojans would pull away, but the Buckeyes got exposed early, hopefully ending their free path to the title game. Oh, and USC's kinda good in case you didn't see.
- Meanwhile, the Mets...you know what, it's not worth the oxygen anymore
- I may be an early nominee for Wingman of the Year...that'll be a post for another day. But if anyone needs a hook-up, apparently I can in fact be the Vince Vaughn to your Owen Wilson
- Line of the week, from who else but Kevin: (on that polygamist cult in Texas) "I mean, the state really cock-blocked that guy"
- Big Brother finale tomorrow...kinda sad to see it end. I think it's surpassed Survivor as my favorite trash reality show. As I've been since about week 3, I'm pulling for Dan to bring it home for the white, skinny, geeky side of humanity. I hope the jurors see he's played the best game and look past the fact he may have pissed some people off.
- On a related note, I don't know whose idea "I Love Money" was, but I swear that show displays everything that's right in America. Last night, the four-skank alliance broke apart and ended with the four girls dumping a variety of Gatorade products on each other and screaming, cursing, ho-calling, etc. I fully believe that all conflicts should be solved in this fashion from now on...political debates, international incidents, lawsuits, we can fix anything with a little Lemon Ice over the head.

I promise a post of more substance later this week...maybe.
That's all for now. Be nice

JC