Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Weekday Whippoorwill

It's hump day, and that means it's time for a gander around the 'sphere. What, you ask does a whippoorwill have to do with scopage? Well, for one: Cecil likes birds. Two: Nothing better than something named for the sound it makes, and three: This bird notoriously examines its surroundings in the dark, which is when all the good sh**'s goin' on. One could argue that the doldrums are upon us, what with the NHL and the NBA seasons now officially closed. That's always a bright side to HoGnation, though. A bit of time to focus on baseball, especially with the All-Star game/mid-season point around the corner. Then training camp will be upon us, our jowels ever-filled with the news of places like Dove Valley and River Falls, Wisconsin. Plus it's about to get real effin' hot, which I always view as another good reason to drink heavily. What's better than a hairy, pasty-white, beer-gutted sweaty man? A hammered one, of course. Crack those yard beers, kids. It's beer-thirty.

The Big Lead reminds us that there is good money to be made in sports journalism. Yeah. One day those guys and gals will be rich. Like us.

Puck Daddy over yonder in the Yahoos has alerted me to my next golf gear purchase. I pity the fool that winds up on the green with me. That is the wasted me who'll never get tired of this bona fide opportunity to holler "He shoots, he scores!"

Michael Jordan likes Wheaties, underwear and Looney Toons, right? And Kobe Bryant enjoys diamond ring purchases, ritzy Colorado hotels, and sodomy. Tomato, toe-mah-toe, eh? Joe Posnanski further examines their similarities, differences.

Kissing Suzy Kolber reminds us that Javon Walker still trusts the Denver Broncos.

Speaking of the Broncos, the boys at Bronco Talk remind us that the Denver football club is feeling pretty confident, while Chris at Arrowhead Pride suggests that the world of sports journalism thinks otherwise of the Chiefs, regardless of their efforts to match the new scoreboard digs at the K.

Finally, the Lone Reader let me know that there was some soccer going on. I wouldn't typically care, but apparently ESPN is airing the games in lieu of "Rome is Burning" this week, which I find funny since Rome apparently belittles soccer all the time. I don't listen to Rome, or watch Rome, but I guess that's some kharma for him. Way to go, ESPN. Temporarily take one bad show off the air to replace it with another. Stellar business endeavor.

2 comments:

Cecil said...

Lovely. You know, we don't get those out here--we get a slightly smaller version known as a Poorwill. And down south, they have the Chuck-will's-widow. All of which, along with both Greater and Lesser Nighthawks (and a few others, but not many) are known collectively as "goatsuckers."

Cecil said...

Also, Dove Valley isn't really that great. It's a rise on the plains surrounded by tall grasses and identical suburbs. I miss Greeley. Hell, I miss Hughes Stadium