Monday, April 19, 2010

Dear NFL, why is the draft on Thursday?

The once sacred Saturday of the NFL draft is no more. I can no longer commit to an entire day of sitting around, hungover, staring at the TV while 6 guys from ESPN talk for 8 hours about their opinions of a bunch of players who may, or may not ever do anything of note in an NFL uniform. Why on Thursday night? Why try to turn this event into something besides a weekend event? This isn't primetime worthy. This is for a dark basement at 9am, not mainstream. It's betrayal, but ESPN will bastardize anything for more money/attention.

Big Ben is suspended for something that our own legal system isn't pursuing. Lucky for us Roger "Ginger Hammer" Goddell seems to think he's the renegade cop who can take the law into his own hands. Note to any women out there: Be seen with an NFL player, get pictures taken, blackmail player into paying you money so you don't accuse them of rape and get them suspended (you're welcome). Men may be able to get this to work as well, but only on Eli Manning.

I'm strangely excited for the NBA/NHL playoffs. I've been dropping in on most games, but using superior ADHD to switch between a Brewers game, an NHL game, and an NBA game at the same time. It would drive other people to murder me, but I'm quite good at flipping between pitches and stoppages in play. I'm not waiting 13 seconds for the pitcher to throw again, I'm dropping in on a Coyote power play for 13 seconds and then when play is stopped flipping back to catch the pitch. Efficiency.

I will try to see the Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassis this week at some point. I've fallen behind in my movie watching to play golf, and I apologize. I haven't been too jacked up to see anything to be honest though. Green Zone, Clash of the Titans, Kick-Ass are all on the list, I just haven't done anything about it. Perhaps I'll hit a Trifecta and see them all in the same day.

1 comment:

  1. Don't bother with Clash of the Titans. Just a mish mash of bad cgi. I seriously thought the effects were from 1997. And oh yeah three blockbusters later Sam Worthington can't hiide his accent worth a damn. I didn't realize a half-man, half-greek god talked like he was from Melbourne.....

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