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Enough With The Randy Moss Love!!!!!

I know I promised a product review, but I haven’t yet finished it.  This entry will be a quickie, “inspired” by Hank’s warning about being knocked off his blogroll if I don’t blog enough.

(Oh, Hank said two months?  I thought he said two days :P)

Quick-hitters:

- I have finally found a commercial more annoying than those John Mellencamp/”This is ourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr country!” commercials.  If I hear that new iPod nano commercial, featuring Feist’s 1 2 3 4, during a football game one more time, I’m going to toss something at my TV.   In fact, I’d rather listen to “This is ourrrrrrrrrrrrrr country” on infinite loop than listen to that commercial once.

Yeah, it’s THAT annoying.

- You know you’re addicted to hot deals when you are looking forward to buying tampons, moisturizing cream, lotions, and hair spray because of the potential for making money on the deal.

(And do I even need to say that I am NOT buying this stuff for personal use???)

- With Christmas season coming up (three months away = “coming up”), what should I buy myself this year?  I’m thinking about a Wii, a Sprint-compatible PDA phone, or a very nice LCD monitor.  Any suggestions?  The best suggestion wins a day’s worth of my admiration.

(ARV:  Priceless, of course.)

- Today’s single topic will deal with the recent string of sports writers, analysts, and commentators professing their (wo)man-love for New England Patriots (the 4*-0 Patriots, I might add) WR Randy Moss.  Yeah, he had another strong game today, scoring two touchdowns on nine catches for 102 yards, and look at what he has done so far this season!

(Tangent:  Damn…I wish I drafted him in one of my fantasy leagues.  More on (fantasy) sports next time.)

My question is:  who, honestly, was surprised by this?  When Randy Moss tries, he plays well!  Look what he did in his early days with Minnesota, and then later when he was paired with Daunte Culpepper.  And then look at what happened when that team melted down; Moss’ numbers plummeted.  Look what he did last year with the Raiders, when it was obvious that he didn’t give a damn.  And look at him now, now that he’s actually trying!

(By the way, props to the Raiders for actually playing pretty well this year.  I hope the injury to LaMont Jordan isn’t too serious.)

It bugs me a lot that Moss was basically able to shut himself down–Vince Carter thinks that Randy Moss’ act was ridiculous–forcing the Raiders to trade him to the Patriots for twenty-five cents on the dollar (a fourth-round pick), but the love affair that the press has for Moss is downright sickening!  I do not need to hear Tony Kornheiser, for example, keep pointing out that the Patriots made a great trade with the Raiders, and that Moss is “working out” for them.  I don’t need to hear any more “Greatest Ever?” talk about Moss and Brady, and I certainly don’t want to hear any more about much of a difference-maker Moss has been this year.

(clears throat)

OF COURSE A ONCE-IN-A-WHILE TALENT LIKE RANDY MOSS IS GOING TO MAKE (ANOTHER ONCE-IN-A-WHILE TALENT) TOM BRADY’S LIFE EASIER!!!

I don’t want to hear anyone say “Oh, Moss is on the other side of 30, and he’s slowing down” or “oh, he’s oft-injured!  He’s not the same player he once was!”

Bull-freaking-crap.   He plays wide receiver, where you can be productive even into your late thirties.  He’s also 6′4″, and you can’t coach 6′4″.

I’ve got Moss in the same category of athlete as the aforementioned Vince Carter, Allen Iverson, Terrible Owens, and other crybabies who sulk, whine, and dog their team’s future games, until they’re traded away for pennies on the dollar to contending teams:  the “Athletes Who Deserve to Tear Up Every Ligament in Their Knees So That They Never Win a Title” group.

(Harsh, eh?  Hey, if Hank can wish cancer on people who are careless with their shopping carts, I can wish for something as insignificant as torn knee ligaments.)

Kobe Bryant would have made the list, except for the fact that he hasn’t yet been dealt, and he’s already a three-time champion.

I can sleep at night, though, because I know that we are one Randy Moss meltdown away from these media types being forced to write about the colossal failure of the Patriots and the bitter divorce between Moss and Brady.

I can’t wait.  Until next time!