Showing posts with label Michael Vick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Vick. Show all posts

Friday, October 30, 2009

THE PIERRE PAGE SUPPORTS DAWG POUND MIKE, NOT HIS WARDROBE, WHICH IS GAY. I MEAN BROWN AND ORANGE ALL THE TIME, WHAT ARE YOU A HARE KRISHNA?

The Pierre Page stands behind the brown baggers, though at a comfortable distance so as not to seem too gay.

Democracy and its principles should not be limited to public policy alone. Fans, like stakeholders and shareholders, should be reserved the same rights. One man, one vote. The Pierre Page supports Dawg Pound Mike, although issues a curt warning to Browns fans: no one is forcing you to live in Cleveland. Perhaps you should consider somewhere a bit less terrible, say, Contra Costa? Or maybe somewhere in the south, Michael Vick is no longer in Hotlanta, no need to worry about that whole dawg pound thing.






Wednesday, September 2, 2009

House Bears

I'm so rich, I can walk into a Club Monoco and buy tank tops, two at a time.

My doctor prescribed baseball instead of Ambien for insomnia.

My doctor is Peter Gammons.

The ESPN lineup:

I left some sports out because they don't matter.

Cole "Sore" Hammels sure does pound the strike zone.

National Football League analysts refuse to abbreviate any phrase including the word football.

I tell you what, watch how this football running back carries the football on the football field. If that's not a good football play from a great football player in the National Football League then I don't know what is.

That was sooo Dilfer.

They just found a shit load of peanut butter in Michael Vick's house.

Hey, hey, hey. Easy on the teeth, Sir Ruffs-a-lot.

Golf. Seriously?

Did you catch Rod Woodson's induction into the National Football League Hall of Fame?

How about Chris Drury's into the Little League Hall of Fame?

I can't wait to find out what happens to the Phoenix Coyotes!

What if they move to Canada?!

Glen Plake and Tony Hawk are making extreme sports reels sponsored by Mountain Dew.

If you can name one player in the Baltimore Orioles bullpen off the top of your head, I will send you a shiny silver dollar.