One of the best bowl games I've seen, and I'm just thrilled it came at the expense of USC and their horrible, horrible fight song.
Sing with me people (to the 'tune' of the USC fight song):
Hey, is that the only song you know?
It's boring and it's slow.
Was it just me or did it take forever for it to register in the booth that Texas was making this A GAME? Finally Dan Fouts stopped fellating the Trojans and recognized what a performance Texas was turning in. I half-expected him to say, post-win, 'yeah, but how about that Reggie Bush?'
But "he's playing quidditch! Where's his broom?" is one of the all-time great announcer moments.
I don't know why everyone loved this. I thought it was, well, teh gay. Here are a bunch of guys built like you, Labs, and the guy's metaphor is from a children's book? Beyond strange.
On the plus side, I guess it's good that he reads.
As a gay person, I don't think I'd ever say it was like quidditch. Like ballet, maybe, but never quidditch.
(Also lightly slapping SCMT's hand for using gay as pejorative... Boo! Hiss!)
Deserved. (And I apologize.) I may be getting too used to using the "teh" as indicating secondary meaning. But I'm tired and I really couldn't think of another word. What is the word I'm looking for?
SCMT hates gays, the poor, and puppies; we're working on puppies first.
Apology accepted. And the word you're looking for?
'Lame.'
I heard that quidditch line and thought, oh, someone was working on that line all week. Too bad it was Fouts' 12 year old daughter. Hey-O!
Huh, it seemed spontaneous to me. If rehearsed, then lame; if spontaneous, then charming.
SCMT makes puppy bombs out of live puppies and gives them to poor gays. Awful. Just awful. He'll get rid of a lot of that tension when he and Ogged finally admit their passion and get it on, ending a combined decade of celibacy.
You should have seen what SCMT said about Paul Peirce. It's Buchanan in '92 all over again.
Yes, this is the only song we know.
It's boring and it's slow.
--traditional response.
No other comment except wooooooooooo Texas!
SCMT makes puppy bombs out of live puppies and gives them to poor gays.
Let's not even get started on what he does to the gay puppies.
What is the word I'm looking for?
Twee?
The reason "gay" is so attractive as a pejorative, and has--to my dismay--crept back into my vocabulary, alsongside "retarded," is that it carries a certain nuance beyond just "lame." Somewhere in the nexus of "lame" "twee" and "socially clueless" lies this sense of the word.
I'm thinking of the 15 year old straight male ballet student of low-to-average talent who decides to perform a dance routine for the high school talent show, actually thinking it might make him more popular.
So you didn't like Napoleon Dynamite either?
No, I loved Napoleon Dynamite. I was extraordinarily awkward myself at one point, but there were always a few kids who were worse. The anger, frustration, and sympathy of the socially retarded for the even more socially retarded is fairly familiar emotion to me.
I disliked Napoleon Dynamite. I found it extremely dull, which surprised me, given the rave reviews friends of mine whose opinions normally mirror mine reasonably well.
I just didn't get the point of it at all. Why was this socially retarded boy funny?
I'm glad someone brought up the announcer pre-conceived script thing. It was painful listening to Keith Jackson trying to make room for all the nice things he'd already decided to say about Reggie Bush.
Also, it was nice listening to sports radio really giving it to Leinart. Notice that he started to say "win" when he meant "loss"? He came off as though he felt entitled to the game-- convenient of him to be a dick in just the way called for by the conventional USC narrative.
I too disliked it--it seemed it was like all "These d0rkz are such l00zerz!11!!! And we don't need no plot coherence!" The dance at the end was the best part, def.
Keith Jackson is into his senile-but-lovable phase; next year, probably not so lovable. After one blown call, he said something like "no harm done" as they were cutting to commercial, even though it resulted in a change of possession. And I swear that after another one he said something like "whatever" after he walked himself into a sentence he couldn't find the end of.
Notice that he started to say "win" when he meant "loss"?
I did catch that, but, as much as he's clearly a prick-- after saying "win" every week for two years, it's an understandable slip.
And I think Keith Jackson said "anyway..." and not "whatever."
Yo, Napoleon Dynamite threadjack in progress. Get with the program. If you guys want to talk about college football, get your own blog.
Yeah, wtf? Vince Young is the hero. Remember that time when he pwned USC?
I can't believe you're going soft on Leinart, Ogged.
I can't believe you're going soft on Leinart, Ogged.
My bad. Matt Leinart is almost as twee as Ben w-lfs-n.
Thesis: Leinart is Athletic Chet. Discuss. (Also, "twee" is probably the best suggestion for a substitute I've read so far, but using the word "twee" is kind of twee.)
Not yet? Or not for long? I have an inexplicable gash on my thumb, I can't see straight, and appropriately enough I haven't felt so toxic since college.
Smasher, you should probably rig up an IV and just hibernate today.
haven't felt so toxic since college
You know what helps get rid of that feeling? Black tar heroin.
I did catch that, but, as much as he's clearly a prick-- after saying "win" every week for two years, it's an understandable slip.
Does this guy have anything else to do with his life besides play football? You'd think at least the wins and losses talk might get covered in USC's Talking to Reporters 101 English requirement.
Oh, wait. Poor boy had ballroom dance this semester.
Tool. Tool. Tool, tool, tool.
Glad to hear you're still alive, Kriston. After hearing this, I didn't like your odds.
May Leinart's tooliness bring a curse down on all USC quarterbacks this weekend. Right Cala?
So does this mean that tom records all his phone calls?
Just the calls from people with suspected terrorist links.
I don't follow pro football much (Calaville doesn't show the Steelers, so no point), but if the Steelers' opponents' quarterback is a USC grad, yes, he is a tool. (If Roethlisberger were a USC grad, he would have been redeemed by Primanti's sandwiches.)
Calaville doesn't show the Steelers
Are there no sports bars? Is there no obsessively refreshing on the NFL gamecast website because the automatic refresh just isn't fast enough for you? (Latter option not recommended for those with lives or in-town sig others.)
Anyway, Carson Palmer, not only a former USC quarterback but one who pulled the exact same stunt as Leinart--well, not really, because it was an early-season game and the Bengals beat the Steelers later in the season. Still, they gots to produce in the playoffs.
Oh, fuck, forgot about Palmer, as his and Leinart's toolery blend together. Primanti sandwiches would have to be delivered by IV to save him; first USC, then the Bungles?
Fuck him, too.
I am unwilling to issue blanket condemnations of USC grads.
Hey Matt--
Double or nothing on the Bengals versus the Steelers?
Nah, I only feel right about this sort of bet when it's occasioned by trash talk coming from someone whose team finished seven games behind mine the year before.
Or, if you prefer, buck-buck-bra-aw-aw-awk!