It started off as a simple idea. We thought to ourselves ‘man, we have a lot of writers this year. Why don’t we all start a league together? Wouldn’t that be fun?’. And then a few weeks passed. And then a few more. And then a week before the season started we thought to ourselves ‘man, we have a lot of writers this year. Why don’t we all start a league together? Wouldn’t that be fun?’. Only the second time we followed through and in the end, twelve Razzball writers entered the yahoo league and only one left the victor. For your reading pleasure, we bring to you the Razzball Writers League that was, in their own words…Please, blog, may I have some more?
NBC asked Obama to speak last night just so sports fans would switch to the NBC Sports Network for the first time ever. Also, judging from the timeslot, I’m guessing the President didn’t have any of the Patriots or Niners on his fantasy team. I think we’ve had a rough couple of days, as a nation, so I will only bring up two points– First, watching all the news, hearing all their names, listening to the speeches… it’s been the opposite of fun. And secondly, I think my ceiling fan was making my eyes water. Maybe kicking up some dust-mites? Now, let’s get back to talking about football!
I previously called this game Waterworld, due to all the rain. I am now referring to this game as ‘New Year’s Eve’, because everyone dropped the ball. What was the rain made out of? KY Jelly? Wait, wait, is it too late to call it the Boston Turnover Party?
Here was my drinking game of choice last night:Please, blog, may I have some more?
So it would appear that NBC doesn’t flex yuck-yuck games out of the Sunday night slot anymore. This the second straight week of having lackluster match-up in what is tacitly accepted as the premiere time-slot. Wait, Monday night has the best game of the week?Please, blog, may I have some more?
Good tidings everyone and welcome, once again, to this quickly/drunkenly-typed blog post of one handsome man’s observations of Sunday Night Football as the world slides toward the end of another calendar year.
There is a recent report that states there is a strong possibility that Andy Reid will be the Cowboys coach next season.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Howdy folks. Its jaywrong and I’m feeling jayright. Why? Who knows? Could it be all the turkey slaughter that happened in my bowels? I’d bet so my readership. I’d bet so. DISCOUNT DOUBLE CHECK! Anyhow, let’s get right down to the business, because I’m going to have the ‘itis until Christmas.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Yes, it’s me again. After a month off, cause that’s how I roll, I’m here to bring you a summary of last night’s football themes event colored with my own funny ha-ha’s, hopefully some charming and profoundly sensual anecdotes, all mixed with plenty of Roethlisberger rape references.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Yo-yo ma. Yes, that was my introduction. I brought the gangsta-slash-cello opening and did it well son. So here we are for Sunday night, which is your Monday morning, or Tuesday morning if you’re in Japan. But if you’re in Japan, you really aren’t reading this.Please, blog, may I have some more?
Oh, hello. I didn’t see you there. That’s because this is the internet and you’re not in my house. I hope. If you don’t remember me, I’m your replacement referee of football razzball magic, here to enchant your naval in mysterious ways on what is to be a splendid Columbus day.Please, blog, may I have some more?
So yeah, it seemed so long ago that we christened our relationship at the beginning of the football season, talking about Romoception’s and getting Olgetree’d. Those were the days, were they not? While I did lay down a schedule for my readership that did not come to fruition– covering the MNF and TNF games, I soon realized that I had no readership to speak of, so I’m pretty sure you have no idea who I am or why you would care.Please, blog, may I have some more?