On Cerrato and JLC

WTF? Seriously... WTF? C'mon people... the spin on this is unbelievable.

Fact: Reporters investigate potential stories. They go to solid sources of information to get answers so that they don't spout opinions as fact.

Fact: JLC is first and foremost a reporter, working the Redskins beat. He reports on the Redskins: good, bad and ugly.

Fact: Cerrato made public statements regarding an employed NFL coach and another potential job.

This thing was such a non-story, until Cerrato riled up the troops with a completely false and inflammatory statement:

But when a guy is trying to hurt the franchise of the Washington redskins, I’m gonna stand up and I’m gonna defend the Washington Redskins, because there is nothing that happened on that—this is just a guy attacking us, and I wish that he would just be professional like the rest of his colleagues that cover the Redskins. Period.

The Washington Post and the NFL both confirm that there were no allegations of tampering. So why would Cerrato say that? I would argue that attacking a member of the media for doing his job and falsely representing what said media member was doing is pretty unprofessional.

The question I would like answered is why did the League office tell Cerrato about this if (A) there was no accusation, and (B) even if there was, it wouldn't mean anything because a tampering charge has to come from a team?

I don't get my John McCain news from Sarah Palin for the same reason that I don't get my Barack Obama news from Joe Biden. So stop taking Vinny Cerrato's word at face value. This is just another PR arm of Snyder Enterprises, and JLC and the Washington Post have long been in their doghouse.

2008 Fantasy Team Names and Logos

It's about time for a new post, and I think this one is a doozy. You can see all of the 2007 logos here, or just click on the hyperlinked names throughout the post.


















The B-Town Suburbanites keep the same name and logo... because we still dislike him that much.



















The Chosen Ones keep the same name, as always, but receive a slight logo update.



















In keeping with the longest tenured team name theme, Al TurBundy becomes Titty Turban.



















Keeping with his well known "prick" theme, the team formerly known as the Bomb Ass Pricks nails this year's team name out of the park. I give you Yo Kobe! Tell Me How My Prick Tastes!



















Keeping with his Spanish theme, Gallo Pinto con Juevos becomes ¡Muerte Al Danny! Roughly translating to "Death to the Danny!," the designer of this logo wrote, "I couldn't agree with this sentiment more." You have to love diehard Redskins fans.



















Dr. Dingle broke away from the whole "dingleberry" theme, but he gave me something new to work with. Combining two great things in one (Super Troopers and Lil' Jon you sick bastards), I give you Masturbating Monkey.



















Decidedly less dirty than we've seen in the past, but a good reference to The Big Lebowski. The Diapered Astronaut Stalkers become The Little Snyder Urban Achievers. Who knew Jeff George was urban? Go figure...



















In an effort to become what he longs to be, a two-time Fantasy Superbowl champ, The White Trash Moonshiners have taken some advice from Talladega Nights and become the Demon Cobras.

Susan: It's because it's what you love, Ricky. It is who you were born to be. And here you sit, thinking. Well, Ricky Bobby is not a thinker. Ricky Bobby is a driver. He is a doer. And that's what you need to do. You don't need to think. You need to drive. You need speed. You need to go out there, and you need to rev your engine. You need to fire it up. You need to grab a hold of that line between speed and chaos, and you need to wrestle it to the ground like a demon cobra! And then, when the fear rises up in your belly, you use it. And you know that fear is powerful, because it has been there for billions of years. And it is good. And you use it. And you ride it; you ride it like a skeleton horse through the gates of hell, and then you win, Ricky. You WIN! And you don't win for anybody else. You win for you, you know why? Because a man takes what he wants. He takes it all. And you're a man, aren't you? Aren't you?

Ricky Bobby: [pauses] Susan, I've never heard you talk like that... Are we about to get it on? Because I'm as hard as a diamond in an ice storm right now.



















Buck O Five goes back to an old theme (the acronym) and becomes Travis Henry's Rapid Response Uterine Swim Team, or Team T.H.R.R.U.S.T. In keeping with the great theatrical acronyms of our time — C.R.A.Z.Y., XXX, F.I.S.T. — T.H.R.R.U.S.T. looks to dominate all comers in a truly superior fashion. If our team patron has taught us anything, it's that you can count on production. We plan on producing this year.



















Hatin Ass Haters keeps with the "ass" theme and becomes Il Ass Papas. According to the owner and designer, "Il Papa" is "The Pope" in Italian, and "succhilo, etnicos!" translates to "suck it, heathens!" Suck it, indeed...

In response to MMA Expert Steve Cofield

Got into work this morning and found this post on Yahoo's MMA Expert Blog: Is UFC courting more blog coverage?

I was there, and it was amazing, but c'mon Steve... calling out my 3-3 predictions post without mentioning that one guy caught a vicious, illegal knee to the head while on the ground, and then subsequently lost by submission (Jesse Taylor), and another one, who was handily winning the fight at the time, got a finger embedded two knuckles deep into his eye socket, leading to an incorrect TKO decision (Anthony Johnson).

I'm happy to talk about my MMA knowledge (better than most, but still not near "expert" level), but damn Steve, ask me about it before posting a snooty blog entry.

I'll write more later, but my feelings are hurt, and I've got work to do.

Five Questions With Rich Rodriguez

After reading this five question interview with Charlie Weis, I tried to channel my very best RichRod and answer the questions accordingly. Obviously the undergrad experiences would pertain to his time at West Virginia.

Here's my version of the interview, as conducted by the Michigan Daily... in my head:

Michigan Daily: As a student, what was your favorite part about home football weekends?

Rich Rodriguez: Nailing cheerleaders, two at a time, after a win. After a loss, it was probably beating up fatties at the local sub shop.

MD: What one class stands out most from your undergraduate years?

RichRod: Definitely the lower...

MD: What is your favorite sport other than football?

RichRod: Growing up, it was definitely basketball. Now, as I start to get a little older and less mobile, I enjoy making grown men cry for sport. Barwis and I have a pretty spotless doubles game.

MD: What is a good book you have read recently?

RichRod: My playbook. It's like the Bible, only more useful.

MD: What is your favorite place on the Michigan campus?

RichRod: The Big House. My dick gets hard every time I walk into that place.

Team Forrest victorious... one... last... time.

Well... that wasn't what I expected. I was rooting for Rampage, but I can't really dislike Forrest. He's a great fighter, and seems to be a good person.

The only thing that did surprise me is that the decision was unanimous. I expected a split decision, if not a Rampage win.

I look forward to some fantastic 205lb fights in the near future.

Juanito Ibarra has one last thing to say:

And a battle ensues...

Over the weekend, I watched this amazing office, Nerf war video from Break.com, which is embedded below. It was so well done that I had to pass it along to others by using it in my gChat status message: Looking forward to Monday's battle: http://view.break.com/521743


The Great Office War - Watch more free videos

Little did I know how right I was... only, instead of cushy Nerf arrows, there are IMHO's and WTF's flying nilly-willy around the "office," AKA the internet.

The catalyst: http://www.latimes.com/sports/la-sp-blogs22-2008jun22,0,2971912.story

The response: http://www.danshanoff.com/2008/06/jason-mcintyre-doesnt-speak-for-us.html

The other response: http://deadspin.com/5018771/the-screaming-man-shouldnt-make-you-change-the-way-you-think-about-yourself

The counter: http://thebiglead.com/?p=6381

The backup: http://www.stopmikelupica.com/2008/06/bissenleitch_for_the_final_tim.php

The blowback: http://www.wearethepostmen.com/2008/06/23/more-the-big-lead-related-nonsense/

WHERE WILL THE CARNAGE END!?!

For the record... Duke football REALLY sucks

After backing out of the final three games of a four game agreement with the University of Louisville, a Franklin, Kentucky, Circuit Court judge (and Duke's lawyer) officially declared it to be true:

Duke’s lawyers argued the Blue Devils, which have a record of 6-45 over the past five seasons, were so bad that any team would be a suitable replacement.

Judge Shepherd agreed in his summary:

“At oral argument, Duke (with a candor perhaps more attributable to good legal strategy than to institutional modesty) persuasively asserted that this is a threshold that could not be any lower. Duke’s argument on this point cannot be reasonably disputed by Louisville.”

Kentucky courts interpret contract terms “according to their plain and ordinary meaning” barring any ambiguity. According to Shepherd, finding a suitable replacement literally meant any NCAA Division I team would suffice – including those in the Football Championship Subdivision (formerly known as Division I-AA.)

HAIL to The Wizard of Odds for this one, which, in my humble opinion, is almost as good as the Duke kid crying.