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Tuesday, January 02, 2007
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL
This was one of those era-defining games.
Both teams made game changing plays when they absolutely needed them to (credit to OU for coming back from a 28-10 deficit), a packed house with actual fans and not VPs of some bank company chilling with their co-workers (wow are Cardinal fans wishing they had a team like that) and the trick plays. Oh my Lord, the trick plays were tremendous.
I could watch that hook and ladder on fourth and 18 forever and ever.
Every Day Should Be Saturday (a must read for any college football fan) sums it up with sheer brilliance. Nearly every columnist in the country wishes they could write like this:
Attempt to sift what didn’t happen in the Fiesta Bowl last night from what did in the following paragraphs, and you lose. Boise won’t compete for four quarters. Boise won’t be able to stop Adrian Peterson. Boise would keep pace admirably with Oklahoma in almost serene fashion, running identical gameplans to the Sooners until the mad flurry of mistakes, trick plays, and outright madness that would end the game. Paul Thompson would turn in a maddening performance, doing as much harm as good by throwing three interceptions after posting a tidy 20 tds and 8 ints on the year. A walk-on wide receiver would throw the winning touchdown for the team just over a decade into their D-1 existence. The running back for Team Underdog would propose to his girlfriend immediately after the game and on camera, thus ensuring he would miss out on the most freewheeling and satisfying years of NFL/Arena League bonus-fueled sexual conquest he would know.
Fox could have thrown in anything and we would have believed. Jared Zabransky’s alcoholic father cleaning up, working as the equipment manager, and then tearfully embracing him on the sidelines. An inspiring and hopelessly retarded ballboy. A walk-on whose whole dream had been to play Boise State football who finally got the chance to throw the winning TD (scratch that–actually happened.) We half-expected Zabransky to reveal that pregame, he and his crew of motley misfits had also exploded the planet-killing asteroid menacing earth, and that you were all very welcome, though Dan Hawkins had been killed in the process, and we should really, really think about that before the guitar solo takes us to the credits.
Awesome. I don't think we could ask for a better game if we lived to a 1000.I finally get a chance to come back and update this damn thing, as work has been a beast lately, but I did get a slight break over Christmas and New Year's.
Naturally, I celebrated by not doing a damn thing, save for Christmas shopping, hanging with my family and getting hammered on New Year's.
So, with 2006 out of the way (and a pretty good year at that for myself, which was cool) the usual end of the year post:
Best song I downloaded this year: Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy," or "Welcome To The Black Parade" (the best Queen rip-off yet) or "The Champ" (which was my ringtone for a good part of the year) or the "One Blood" remix.
My favorite new toy: Video On Demand. Awwwwwesome.
Favorite word or phrase of 2006: HELL 2 DA NAW!
Best James Brown song: Gotta be "Sex Machine." Rest in peace, brother. We'll be dancing to your jams all the way to the grave.
Best movie moment of the year: Probably when Juicy J paid $200 to Dave England to eat shit in "Jackass Two." Swallow it, nigga!
Saddest celebrity breakup: Britney and K-Fed. I cried. But not really. I just chuckled to myself. Then I went to get a beer and look at the 2400 different pics of her with no panties on.
Man crush of the year: Josh F'N Brown.
Who else?
Obsession of the year: Searching for some dope shirts that you can find only in specialty stores where they have actual clothing labels.
Por ejemplo:
If you know "NY State Of Mind" then you've got one of the best shirts EVER.
Biggest disappointment of the year: Being diagnosed with diabetes and Super Bowl XL. If I see Jerome Bettis in my life, I will kick his ass.
Best TV moment of the year: Gotta be the NFC Championship game.
Trend I'm most sick of:Myspace. But I'll probably succumb and get one eventually.
Rock star moment of the year:Not much to go on, so I'll select when I got blitzed after the WSU-Cal game on screwdrivers and Jager, yet still managed to walk back to where I was staying and get into bed AND without puking. Woohoo.
Britney, Paris, or Lindsay?:Uh...damn. Uh... can I get back to you on that one?
Biggest time-suck:The computer. Work or home, I cannot escape its bright glow.
Favorite sign of the apocalypse:
How some people still think the war is a good idea. Tell that to the 3,000 US soldiers and the many more Iraqis that are gone.
Most expensive purchase:Probably rent. But it's worth it. :)
Ambition for 2007: Good question. I guess I'll figure it out as the year comes.
I know one thing: I'll have to update on this here blog more.
And on that note, I bid you good day, sir. Shoutout to all the peeps.