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Monday, February 15, 2010
Monday, October 6, 2008
Donkey of the week - Gary Kubiak
Watching this debacle unfold in Huston was almost painful. Gary Kubiak should be shot in public for this. All you had to do was take a fucking knee Gary. Sure it’s not the glamorous end to games you expected when you took on the job but they call it the victory formation for a reason. Let’s Break this down scientifically, and take a look at things we could have controlled.
Picking up at 3:54 of the 4th quarter - Colts just drove the field for a TD making it 27-17 Huston.
3:54 - The colts have 1 time out remaining at this point. They have just stopped the clock at 3:54 and the Texans face a 3rd and 8 on the Indy 39.
TEXANS TAKE A KNEE.
3:50 – Colts most likely burn final time out here, leaving only the two min warning to stop the clock down 10 in the 4th.
3:50 – TEXANS PUNT. Hopefully out of the end-zone. Either way the Colts (who were averaging 6.0 a punt return) start the drive on their own 20 at 3:45.
Here is where things get tricky. The Colts down 17 in the fourth Quarter with 8:18 on the clock were no doubt in a hurry to get points. They may not have been in the 2 min. Drill but regardless this was not a normal drive. That being said in the 4th quarter the Colts drove the field and scored from their own 20 in 4:14. We will now use that drive as our jumping off point. The Texans will no doubt be playing a deep cover two here to prevent the long ball. However, this is Peyton Manning were talking about here so I will spot the Colts a TD drive here. Peyton whips the Colts 2 min drill into shape and the Colts get a TD with 1:30 left on the clock shaving 2 min off their last TD drive of the 4th.
The score now stands at 27-24. With a 1:30 remaining on the clock. The colts will likely onside kick here. I will give the recovery to Texans. They would have known the kick was coming and the Colts are 0’fer on the season with onside kick recoveries.
1:25 – First down Huston on their own 40. The Colts have no T.O’s remaining.
TEXANS TAKE A KNEE
:55
TEXANS TAKE A KNEE
:25
- Coaches/Players meet at the 50 to exchange pleasantries. Texans win 27-24. Three Knees to victory. The largest leap taken here was what? The Texans recover an onside Kick? Gary Kubiak your donkey of the week
-The Bagel
Friday, October 3, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
How's Ya Morals Guy ?
Hey! Well it turns out you’re a scum bag. Yes you’ve slept your way through every slut in your complex, the girl’s field hockey team, and most of the B squad at Balloons. Along the way you were lucky enough to snag a scorching case of herpes as well. Fortunately, you just so happen to be the top medical researcher in the region. A few late nights at the lab and BAM, fucking cure for herpes my man.
Could there be any better motivation to cure a painful and embarrassing disease than actually having it? There’s only one thing you can think about when you got the herp and that’s curing the herp.
So now you can stop going to “the meetings” right? Wrong. You’ve been cleaning up at these things, and bonus you can nail all these chicks raw dog because you got the same std’s. Nailing some broad with the herp isn’t going to make your dick fall off any faster right? These girls need it too, most dudes can smell a herp ridden broad from a country mile (except you), so what do you do?
You have the cure to one of the most embarrassing and blatantly obvious (during a flare up) STD’s on the planet. You were two seconds away from ending those annoying valtrex commercials and yet you find your self at a cross roads. Do I cure the herp or do I nail slutty herp ridden chicks with no bag and then cure myself on the weekend to do the same to herp free chicks? Me…..I’m already in the lab cooking up a cure for AIDS because those chicks are mad easy, and you don’t have to worry about them calling you out of the blue in a few years.
The Bagel
Could there be any better motivation to cure a painful and embarrassing disease than actually having it? There’s only one thing you can think about when you got the herp and that’s curing the herp.
So now you can stop going to “the meetings” right? Wrong. You’ve been cleaning up at these things, and bonus you can nail all these chicks raw dog because you got the same std’s. Nailing some broad with the herp isn’t going to make your dick fall off any faster right? These girls need it too, most dudes can smell a herp ridden broad from a country mile (except you), so what do you do?
You have the cure to one of the most embarrassing and blatantly obvious (during a flare up) STD’s on the planet. You were two seconds away from ending those annoying valtrex commercials and yet you find your self at a cross roads. Do I cure the herp or do I nail slutty herp ridden chicks with no bag and then cure myself on the weekend to do the same to herp free chicks? Me…..I’m already in the lab cooking up a cure for AIDS because those chicks are mad easy, and you don’t have to worry about them calling you out of the blue in a few years.
The Bagel
Live Blog Gm. 1
Alright unless you were signed on live last night, in game, the live game blog could look a little crazy. This is the repost and reordered edition for your veiwing pleasure. Id also like to apologize for my 4th innning puss out but posting from the phone was fucking gay. We'll get Lens laptop dusted off and be back for game 2.
Take a sip of Rum.
game one innings 1-2
ok this is a serious test of your local broadcast system. game one live blog.Lowell just ended a first inning jam. Lester has had bigger problems with his chemo drip bag. who ever the hell this announcer is said it best, let Lester get settled and your fucked. true. see you after inning two
take a sip of rum.
quick question if your john lackey why don't you just get a grill? your bottom teeth make you look like a fucking piranha, chicks deffinitly love ole snaggle tooth going down town on them.
Mike Lowell is up with two out in the top of the second his facial hair is upsettingly unkempt.
Craig Sager is here folks! Someone told this homo it was ok to wear a red jacket against a red wall. thanks for the cancer info chuck
ground out for Lester. Lowell does a quick spick two step and tosses out Ibar. inning over. I may switch to inning by inning coverage. my little brother Owen and his friends (what’s up pine dale) maybe the only ones who realize.
bot third
well just deleted the whole top half of the third inning blog. long story short Big Papi big pop out. Im also now referring to the color announcer as fan fav. mr.hardmorning.
Texeria your rude enjoy your spaghetti. another K for Lester. Two down for the sox.
take a sip of rum.
is Vald black or Latin? Jed can't figure it out either. he's clearly a racist . Costly error pal.
Tori hunter on the other hand......darkness.
Aaaaaand Tori hunter says fuck your couch john Lester.
ok 1-0 laa.
top 4th inn
wow Jason bay really? Second K. And honestly Mr.Hardmorning its John Lackey not Nolan Ryan. Get off your knees for a quick second its tbs for christ sake you can't throat a cock on cable tv
sox get delt with
bot 4th
Lester is straight dealing.
thanks Terry for that gem during the in game interview 'if that run is going to be the difference we need to make it not the difference' that's coaching gold take note Kiffin family.
side note the live game blog test is over.
take a sip of rum
Trying to post from the telephone sucks. We’ll be back for game two from a lap top.
-The Bagel
Take a sip of Rum.
game one innings 1-2
ok this is a serious test of your local broadcast system. game one live blog.Lowell just ended a first inning jam. Lester has had bigger problems with his chemo drip bag. who ever the hell this announcer is said it best, let Lester get settled and your fucked. true. see you after inning two
take a sip of rum.
quick question if your john lackey why don't you just get a grill? your bottom teeth make you look like a fucking piranha, chicks deffinitly love ole snaggle tooth going down town on them.
Mike Lowell is up with two out in the top of the second his facial hair is upsettingly unkempt.
Craig Sager is here folks! Someone told this homo it was ok to wear a red jacket against a red wall. thanks for the cancer info chuck
ground out for Lester. Lowell does a quick spick two step and tosses out Ibar. inning over. I may switch to inning by inning coverage. my little brother Owen and his friends (what’s up pine dale) maybe the only ones who realize.
bot third
well just deleted the whole top half of the third inning blog. long story short Big Papi big pop out. Im also now referring to the color announcer as fan fav. mr.hardmorning.
Texeria your rude enjoy your spaghetti. another K for Lester. Two down for the sox.
take a sip of rum.
is Vald black or Latin? Jed can't figure it out either. he's clearly a racist . Costly error pal.
Tori hunter on the other hand......darkness.
Aaaaaand Tori hunter says fuck your couch john Lester.
ok 1-0 laa.
top 4th inn
wow Jason bay really? Second K. And honestly Mr.Hardmorning its John Lackey not Nolan Ryan. Get off your knees for a quick second its tbs for christ sake you can't throat a cock on cable tv
sox get delt with
bot 4th
Lester is straight dealing.
thanks Terry for that gem during the in game interview 'if that run is going to be the difference we need to make it not the difference' that's coaching gold take note Kiffin family.
side note the live game blog test is over.
take a sip of rum
Trying to post from the telephone sucks. We’ll be back for game two from a lap top.
-The Bagel
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
A Few First Impressions...And Some Thoughts on Our Founding Father
Well, they've done it again. I've been left here by The Bagel and Junior, in the unenviable position of having to follow up on thier posts. Seriously? this blog has been up for like 3 days and Im already screwed.
Its like that feeling you get after a double feature of Super Troopers and Shindlers List. One minute, everything is hilarious, I'm reading about the 10 best pisses in your life and having fond memories of each of those 10 instances and more...Then Junior sneaks up on you like fuckin Bogs from the Shawshank Redemption and suddenly Im very, very down....if you know what I mean. I dunno whether to laugh my ass off or take out all the money in my 401K and hang myself...How can I follow that up?
lets give it a go...
You may have noticed the unique name of our nice little piece of the interweb here. LensDownSt is really just one big tribute to two things: Boston and Len Bias. Boston, for obvious reasons but Why Len Bias? well we wanted to be original and pay homage to an athlete that never reached his full potential and somehow tie everything back to Boston, the greatest city in the world.
Why not Reggie Lewis, or Travis Roy ( too soon? ) or Tony C or Blaine Lacher or any of the number of athletes that fit here? Well, as Im sure you will see in the posts ahead, Len Bias was an individual that shares two big things in common with everyone you'll read on this site. He was an athlete and he apparently loved to party. But most importantly, Len Bias was a fucking champion. He may not have won any NBA titles and he certainly did not win any fashion contests (is that suit 300 threadcount Len? Egyptian Cotton? Just wondering) No, Len Bias got to go out better than any of us ever will.
Len was the first round pick (second overall) in 1986 of the greatest basketball team ever, the Boston Celtics. Fuckin Awesome. He was so fired about this that he then proceeded to party like it was 1989 and do so much coke he didnt wake up the next day.Unbearable Tragedy? Perhaps. Great way to go out on top? Abso fuckin lutely.
The guy knew how to kick ass on the court and he partied like a rockstar...and for that he gets this half assed blog..
So when you check back here in the future for funny anecdotes, stories about drinking too much, or just general Bull Shit to get us through the day at work, just remember...Len Was Always Down...
Its like that feeling you get after a double feature of Super Troopers and Shindlers List. One minute, everything is hilarious, I'm reading about the 10 best pisses in your life and having fond memories of each of those 10 instances and more...Then Junior sneaks up on you like fuckin Bogs from the Shawshank Redemption and suddenly Im very, very down....if you know what I mean. I dunno whether to laugh my ass off or take out all the money in my 401K and hang myself...How can I follow that up?
lets give it a go...
You may have noticed the unique name of our nice little piece of the interweb here. LensDownSt is really just one big tribute to two things: Boston and Len Bias. Boston, for obvious reasons but Why Len Bias? well we wanted to be original and pay homage to an athlete that never reached his full potential and somehow tie everything back to Boston, the greatest city in the world.
Why not Reggie Lewis, or Travis Roy ( too soon? ) or Tony C or Blaine Lacher or any of the number of athletes that fit here? Well, as Im sure you will see in the posts ahead, Len Bias was an individual that shares two big things in common with everyone you'll read on this site. He was an athlete and he apparently loved to party. But most importantly, Len Bias was a fucking champion. He may not have won any NBA titles and he certainly did not win any fashion contests (is that suit 300 threadcount Len? Egyptian Cotton? Just wondering) No, Len Bias got to go out better than any of us ever will.
Len was the first round pick (second overall) in 1986 of the greatest basketball team ever, the Boston Celtics. Fuckin Awesome. He was so fired about this that he then proceeded to party like it was 1989 and do so much coke he didnt wake up the next day.Unbearable Tragedy? Perhaps. Great way to go out on top? Abso fuckin lutely.
The guy knew how to kick ass on the court and he partied like a rockstar...and for that he gets this half assed blog..
So when you check back here in the future for funny anecdotes, stories about drinking too much, or just general Bull Shit to get us through the day at work, just remember...Len Was Always Down...
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