One hell of a detour

I had intended on going to AWA this year.  I actually had a pretty decent time the previous year, since I went for just a single day, and I took a good amount of pictures, and the venue was a good place to take said pictures, which made me happy.  I hung out with some friends occasionally, and in spite of the fact that most of the people there made me feel even more ancient than my self-perception of my age is, I had a pleasant time.

I was kind of hoping to replicate that experience again this year; especially after the quality debacle I engaged in at Dragon*Con with the pictures I took, I kind of wanted some redemption.

Well, none of that happened.

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Ohio State sucks.  Bahahahahahahahahahaha

I love Virginia Tech football and all, but seriously, I didn’t even watch this game, because I thought it was such a foregone conclusion, that it wasn’t even worth watching.  #8 Ohio State versus an unranked Hokie squad slapped with the dreaded “rebuilding” tag, helmed by a coach known for his innovation with special teams?

Thanks to sports superstition, I have the belief that truly crucial games are best not being seen, because watching them will undoubtedly cause my preferred teams to lose.  That didn’t apply in this case, because I figured Ohio State was going to win something like 49-9 with the Hokies only being able to muster up three field goals, so I didn’t watch because I didn’t want to watch the seemingly inevitable slaughter.

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Are Ravens fans really this dumb?

As we all know by now, the answer to questions like these is always yes, but for the sake of having something to write about…

Long story short: Upon returning to Ravens training camp after being in court for domestic violence charges, Ray Rice was given a hero’s welcome and multiple standing ovations by fans in attendance.

The WSJ link really does sum it up succinctly, but I can recant the story with profanity.  Fans have the right to react in however manner they please, but to give a hero’s welcome a guy who was in court for beating the shit out of his wife?  That’s disgusting.

Ravens fans are dumb.  Cheering for a guy that has pretty much been caught on camera striking is wife, knocking her out cold, and dragging her unconscious out of a casino elevator.

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The escalating stupidity of “house divided” paraphernalia

Down here in the college football ever-loving south, where license plates are not a mandatory thing on the front of the cars, novelty plates like the above are a pretty common thing. Especially the HOUSE DIVIDED plates that really like to drive home the notion that a couple, each member having gone to a different college, is ironically living with a collegiate arch-nemesis, based on popular rivalries.

House divided plates are pretty common down in Atlanta especially, since Atlanta is widely recognized as the unofficial center point of SEC country, and everyone seems to recognize the SEC as the undisputed dominant super power conference of college football. But regardless, at least once a day, it’s almost unavoidable to see a house divided plate in the city.

The thing is, at least in most cases it makes sense. Georgia/Alabama, Alabama/Auburn, Auburn/Florida. And then it goes inter-conference sometimes with Florida/Florida State, Florida State/Clemson, Clemson/South Carolina, etc, etc.

Frankly, as long as the rivalries seem somewhat justifiable and/or legit, I have no objection to it. If anything at all, it’s more of a positive nuance to recognize that in spite of the Romeo and Juliet perception between fans of opposing programs, when the day is over, people don’t give a flying fuck about collegiate alliances, in the name of love.

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Uh… who cares?

Source: 78 percent of former NFL players are broke.

The sky is also blue, water is also wet, and human beings need air to breathe.

Missing somewhere, is the part about this story where we, the plebeians of the world, are supposed to care.

78 percent of former NFL players may be broke and bankrupt now, but for that one to ten or more years that they’re actively playing professional football, they will have seen more money than a vast majority of the human race will ever see in their lifetimes, quite likely multiplied by many times.  This goes for any professional athlete who plays their sport at the major level.

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Happy trails, Rashard Mendenhall

Long story short: NFL running back, Rashard Mendenhall retires.  He’s 26-years old, which is still considered young enough in NFL age, but has a lot of methodical reasons for walking away regardless.

It doesn’t really matter what sport it is, I always have this sense of admiration for guys who walk away when they really didn’t have to, and walk away on their own terms.  Maybe it’s the fact that in present time, professional sports are put on such an insurmountable pedestal, and there’s something about a professional athlete looking at their respective league and saying “nah, I don’t need you anymore,” that brings it down a peg or two.  Or maybe it’s the fact that they simply don’t see professional sport and the riches it can provide as a true means to an end, and that they can live their lives without it that seems somewhat admirable.  Either way, when guys retire on their own terms, most of the time I’m in agreement and respect their decisions.

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Score one more for TLC

I gave it to halftime, but the Super Bowl lost my interest pretty quickly.  It’s not like I was genuinely interested in the first place, but the Super Bowl is usually a game I can appreciate and enjoy if isn’t teams I dislike (readlast year).  But this one got out of hand pretty quickly, and with the Broncos providing absolutely zero resistance, it was pretty clear that it was on very steep downhill to becoming an uninteresting game.  So I switched to TLC, when I saw that they were airing a program called Sex Sent Me to the ER.

This is where I’d say “and now I have a new favorite show,” because I know I’ve said that at least fifty times in the last year alone, so I’ll just say that I found the show to be immensely entertaining, and I ended up tuning into two episodes while the Super Bowl mercifully ended, and was amused to an astounding degree.

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