Whichever it is, we got jipped! The bliggity blog is back in E-fect. Sorry for the delay, I know only ten-twelve of you read this, so no biggs. Remember when baseball started in April and it was cool, low 60s during the day and low 40s at night? Yeah, that's called spring. This mid to high 80s daily is redic. Its dry and somewhat uncomfortable. Odd for me to say right? Summer is my fave, but I dig the transition. Not running the AC, keepin the windies open and catchin the breeze, it already feels like the dog days out there and it seems like it hasn't rained in weeks. It gets me in the groove for baseball....I'll tell you what doesn't....yup, the Royals bullpen. They make me want to hibernate or pray for winter. Management didn't address it, just gave it the ol' statistical try and said that most of the bullpen blunders were based on our defense. Ray Charles could tell us we had a sorry ass defense and we needed to upgrade. Instead we gave Eric Bedard money to Rick Ankiel and pushed DDJ out of LF, which he did an amazing job at last year, one of the few bright spots of last year'd begrudgingly terrible squad....wow. Ya know what? I'm gonna cool it on the Royals. I could write a million blogs on them and still have ammo. Just pose your attention on one of the latest Pos blogs. It's about the Royals leading the curve and being eccentric at best in the early 70s. If you're big on Pos or the Royals, or baseball def worth the quick glance (http://http//joeposnanski.com/JoeBlog/2010/04/10/moneyball-kc-style/e/)
Weekly Loomisms:
Beer of The Week:
This beer pretty much announces the arrival of summer, which has got my taste buds caught up also. It makes me think back to working in Cape Cod, hear the Massachusetts residents yell NO-MAAAHH, Main Street Hyannis, dislocating my knee cap, karaoke with TBone, Fenway with Weezy....and so so many others. I had my parents try this one out when they went up there, you just can't beat it on tap. It is Summer....Sam Adams Summer Ale! Try it when you can, and consider yourself lucky if you can find it on tap, especially in the Midwest!
Game of The Week:
Wow. This is going to fortify my dorkiness....but oh well. Remember playing Final Fantasy for the first time on your NES? Pretty solid? Check. How about playing the same game with better graphics? Yeah, Bingo. When I found out this was available for the iPhone I did an immediate purch....and haven't looked back. I have a solid vid game setup and I cannot put my stupid phone down to charge the batts. It's redic. This thing has engulfed all my free time. That and the Royals. Man, do I love those Royals. They are in fact the sheezy. This game doesn't suck, but it is def no Royals....
Sidenote. I love games where you can name your party. It's so Oregon Trail. Man, remember that one? Hunt for food, escape the typhoid fever, you parents used it to trick you into learning geography and struggle...but the joke was on them, you got to shoot squirrels!
Loomism of the Week:
I really hit you with the goods last week. I've been saying things off and on for the past week, but nothing has really picked up steam. Until the Royals game on Tuesday. First off, I think it is ridiculous that we have a Catcher no one wanted batting sixth. It's disgusting. But look at him. He is hitting .382 and refuses to take a day off, rockin the night game then clockin in early for the day game the following day, no love for Brayan Pena. He is riding a hitting streak (steady) and been a solid defensive addition behind the plate (rock)....yeah...his new nickname is RockSteady.
How solid is Brian Bannister? He's outgoing, overanalyzes his perfomances, is a media darling and his dad owned it for the Blue Crew back in the day. So the battery mates are now a tag team not even Degeneration X could get derty with. Banni and Kendall are now Bebop and Rocksteady. Smooth huh? Pedro and Napolean Diesel can't even hold them down, sadly the 'pen can and caused Banni yet another no-sish. That gets you right on the downdown, as Farva would say "Did not Specify!!!"
Jam of the Week:
I first heard this on MTV Jams at like 2am when I could not fall back asleep. It's catchy like Bebop and Dirty Pop like the old days. Plus, a shout-out to N64's freezing up. Ahh, vintage gaming, gotta love the cartridge freeze. Keeper. The joint is "Nothin' on You" by B.o.B featuring Bruno Mars. Its a solid smooth jam to enjoy the Sprimmer to with a nice cool Sammy Sum.
Movie of the Week:
Yeah. I figured it was only a matter of time before Ii threw this on here. Basically, I have to fall asleep to noise, preferrably a sporting event or movie (most likely the latter). This week it was a blast from the past, Super Troopers. So quoteable. Everytime you see it you want to watch it again. Ii pulled it out for the lead-up to Broken Lizard's new movie, Slammin' Salmon. Which I also watched on Tues curt of Netflix, which will be totally cherry bombed if the USPS makes the play for the two-day weekend. Inconvien...but whatevs The Slammin' Salmon was pretty good. I think it is leaps and bounds better than Club Dread. A few more watchings and Ii could get in the groove. May wanna Redbox it or Flix it when you get a tic.
Loom Bracket of Awesome (Final Edition):
Okay, I really let this linger, like a Fiber-One rip, but I'm gonna kick it NKOTB style. Lightning Round, Family Feud Style....annnnnd go!
Duke bodyrocks G'Town, Iverson dribbles around Hurley then looks at him and Hurley's overbite acts as Medusa's hair. He instantly turns to stone, vintage Grant Hill, pre-Sprite era.
Syracuse's NBA powerhouse destroys UNC, it's like they are playing on the moon and Rony Seikaly is the only one with gravity power, which acts as a superpower when he patrols the space lane. I wonder who is uglier...Eric Montross, Rony Seikaly, or any member of Space Jam's the Monstars...take your pick. Oh yeah....the winner of that versus Bobby Hurley in a staring contest...go
Michigan and UK, possibly the best matchup on paper turns into a Block Party. Thinking about these two playing makes me wanna run to the local library and check out "Fab Five" by Mitch Albom. UM doesn't need time outs, so this team is safe. Not quite Romper Room, but they do work.
UNLV. Arkansas. Runnin Rebs. Larry Johnson plays in his Grandmama outfit and breaks a heal while dunking on the Big Nasty. Apparently you needed to be ugly and athletic to be a stud back in the early nineties. When your nick is Big Nasty, you've got more probs than Bobby Hurley's overbite.
Onto the next round....
Grant Hill discovers Sprite, but Billy Owens still dominates in this game of future stars. Who would have thought Grant Hill would be the only guy on this Duke team to amount to anything in the pros. Duke tries out the five D's of dodgeball but are unsuccessful. This sets up the championship nicely for the Orangemen and.....
littering and.....
littering and.....
littering and.....
UNLV Runnin' the tabes on Steve Fisher's youthful squad. Tark at least takes out the towel and Larry Johnson wears people clothes...ie not a grandma outfit.
UNLV vs. Syracuse
UNLV.
Next week I plan on unveiling the beginning of the aforementioned "April Awareness" Some of the dorklords may find dayjobs as they can be bracketologists for that bracket...sadly, what I say goes....back to your parents' basements kids.
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