Stuff will go into this part shortly when I can gather up something.  In the mean time you can read this little section and wonder why I still have the Micheal Vick 2004 Madden box cover still on this section.  But the main reason is honestly shear laziness.  I could have probably changed the whole thing easily in the time that it's taken me to write this little side bar section.

Football in Chicago.

 With this being the heart of Big 10 country, I can honestly say that I’ve still seen Louisville play more than any other team this year.

 I’ve seen the University of Louisville on ESPN and ESPN2 about 17 times this year.  I don’t think they’ve ever had a Saturday game.

 I know the systematic development with the freshman Brohm and inserting him in place of Lefoures at certain moments of the game.  I know about the 16 year old 315 pound Okoye from Africa.  When I was 16, I weighed 128 and was upset that I had to wrestle at a “fatter” weight class of 135.  He’s 16 and apparently wants to be a doctor and taking pre-med classes.  I think I was praying that my mom wouldn’t walk in my room and catch me masturbating.

I have a more familiar understanding of U of L players than any Big 12 team with the exception of maybe Texas (they seem to be on all the time here too)

I know the capacity of Papa Johns stadium.  I’ve learned more about the University of Louisville during the current football season than when I lived in Kentucky.

At least they’re fun to watch.

What was the point of that?

Absolutely none.

-It is better than seeing every Rutgers and Army game on Saturday on Fox Sports.  If you got a demotion on fox, they sent you to do the Army game.  And then at the moment you might have to call a great traditional game like the Army-Navy game, they pull you and they hand it to the networks.  It must have been terrible to call some of those games.  There’s only so many times you can say,”ran for negative yards”, "army trailing by...", "undersized", "winless", or  “incomplete” It’s more about as repetitive as a Daft Punk song (I like that joke so much it’s going to be repeated frequently.  Like a...Daft punk song....)

Rim shot. 

-Since I’ve lived in Chicago, it kills me that i haven’t gotten to go to a single football game in the heart of Big 10 country.  As well, as Notre Dame and Northern Illinois (underrated) within an hour drive.

-Fox’s kick off live w/Tom Waddle is as bad as a Wichita “morning zoo” radio program with the wacky guy and the token calm female to straighten him out.  He sometie does a pre-game sketch that’s equivalent in funniness to the last three Mango sketches on SNL.  He basically tries to do an extremely bad Jimmy Kimmel rant/sketch at the banging of each Bears game with out the smirk, wit, funniness and overall human factor involved. 

-I’m not a Bears fan (even though I did go to the preseason game against the 49’ers featuring the electrifying Ken Dorsey) for the basic reasoning that the Bears are responsible for 2 out of the 3 reasons why I stopped doing fantasy football.

1.  Thomas Jones-nuff said

2.  Jauron’s offense-

         With the Cade Mcnown-Curtis Enis single back/three wide receiver base that they were going to implement, Ii think in 99 or 2000 don’t remember.  I was probably drinking at the time and the fact that my league didn’t penalize interceptions, I predicted that the Bears would be throwing 40 times a game and with Enis being the only back he’d get some monster carries.  McNown lost his starting job before the season was even halfway over, taken over by the two-headed offensive juggenaught Shane Matthews and Jim Miller.  And Enis also lost his starting job by gaining an incredible 329 pounds during the season.  He ate himself out of football.

And a recap of the worst along with a bunch of stuff that wind up on the cutting room floor.

3. Of course as I’ve mentioned before was using my number 3 pick in the 1998 draft and ignoring Steve Young, Brett Farve, Napoleon Kauffman, Robert Smith and Ricky Watters (Elway and Terrell Davis were one and two) and selected the immortal Brad Johnson with my belief that who ever was the quarterback of the Vikings would win the mvp of the year along with 75% of the points needed to win the league (Robert Smith RB, wide receivers: Chris Carter and his eyebrows , Hachette, when he was halfway a slot threat, and of course Randy Moss.) And of course, he gets injured.  His backup Randel Cunningham, channeling his 1993 days, wins mvp. My friend, Mike Shryock, (who drafted him with the very last pick of the draft testing my theory that the Vikings qb will win the mvp wins the pot, and later uses those earning to make huge mural mazes out of corn.

-There was a guy in Lawrence that my buddies and I called Chris Carter.  For nearly a year we’d see him at a bar and it was kind of always a little game to find him at random bars in town, and a running joke how he’d be at a bar Saturday night when he needed to be in Minnesota the next morning.  First one to spot him got a drink or something.  We always joked how funny it would be if his name was actually Chris.  And we’d laugh. Not to say that was really funny but it was also 1:30 am.  We finally got the nerve to ask him what his name was.  Harold.  Which we thought was hilarious cause we also had a discussion why black guys are never called Bob, Dick and Harold, and aimed to meet at least one by the end of the year.  And the point to that was.  Again nothing.

Although i do have to give it to the Bears that they gave one of my favorite college players of all time. a chance to play, The legendary Steve Stenstrom.

The current Bears are the football version of trickle down Reaganomics.  It started off with St. Louis down to KC. Which took two coaches Vermeil and Saunders, a QB (two if you count Joe Germaine, a wide receiver, Eddie Kennison and the playbook.)   The Bears then took our QB coach, made him an offensive coordinator, our playbook, our right tackle, our backup QB and skipped the whole KC thing and just hired a St. Louis defensive coordinator.

Now many of you might know the Chiefs did the same thing with the mid-west coast offense with the mass migration of fourty niners in the 90’s (offensive coordinator, Ted Popson,  Montana, Bono, Grbac and Bryant you) but I’ll ignore you and tell you to go to hell.

- Getting back to Mr. McNown.  Not to really try to name drop or gossip but this is a great little story.  Good old Cade is one of the few people ever to be banned from the playboy mansion.

I was actually on the UCLA bandwagon back in the day he was so fun to watch.  It was watching a slightly gritty, rough Steve young.  He won ugly.  Didn’t have a spectacular arm. Scrambled a little too much, but wow, he could actually will the ball into the receivers arms and win.  So it stings even a little more.

To quote Teenwolf

1. “Never get less than twelve hours of sleep”

2.” Never play cards with a guy who has the same first name as a state”

3.”Never get involved with a woman with a tattoo of a dagger on her body”

and I’d like to add maybe a fourth one.

4. Never ever.  Ever! Under any circumstances be invited to the Playboy mansion and then proceed to steal Hugh Hefner’s girlfriend. 

Do I really need to put this into print?  Is it not embedded into every male born in the US since ‘59?

Any who, he was semi-stalking a reality TV person. This was November of 2002 a year after he was practically thrown out of Chicago, then spent a while with the Dolphins while holding a clipboard and then subsequently traded to San Francisco for a 23rd round draft pick in 2008 and a box of Honey Bunches of Oats.

So here is the story. It was the first time I met this person who asked me to tell her all I knew about him (she had never heard of him at all and at that point in time, but still wanted to be a sports broadcaster, but of course.) and she had a little response for a couple things.

Any way I told her of him getting a university pass to park in handicap spots (a simple mistake she defended)

I told of him telling the city of Chicago to “F#^k off”

“Yeah, they weren’t really nice to him there”

I told about him about getting a lifetime ban from Playboy.

“yeah...that’s weird”

Told her about how he made out like a bandit with his upfront bonus $$,  “oooo tell me more". She responded.  Being interested of how much he’s made.

It went on for a little bit more.  I of course told her about his failure in Chicago and my failures with him on my fantasy team, of which I was still fuming from and while still venting, I told her the next time she talks to him that she can tell him thanks and to say hi to Enis for me...

I’ll leave some more details out, but this was the keeper. This was coming off Garcia’s first Pro Bowl appearance while currently on his way to his second, and most impressive, wrestling the starting job away from the immortal Steve Stenstrom.

McNown, was placed on IR just prior to this conversation, was in SF working with Bill Walsh apparently.

There was a little lull in the conversation and she turned to me and with a little excitement in her eye.

“They’re grooming him to be the next Joe Montana.”

Read again. Ok. Your too lazy to look up?  I’ll repeat it.

“They’re grooming him to be the next Joe Montana.”

She said that with a completely straight face.

Up until that point in my life I had never actually laughed AND dry heaved at the same time.

I remember actually covering my mouth with one hand and grabbing the countertop to support me in case I actually imploded.

What was sad was she believed it.  The funny thing is, apparently he did as well.  To be able to tell someone that with a straight face has got to be at least 9.8 on the difficulty scale.

And then her cell phone rings...It was the next Joe Montana.

I go off to the other room and then I hear.

“A friend of mine says to tell you to tell Curtis Enis hi for him”

He then responded, “I don’t know where he is”

Shocked that she actually said that in my presence Ii yelled out without thinking.

“He’s probably at F*$#in McDonalds or in a buffet line isn’t he?!” 

“Now you stick to that and everything else is cream cheese...” 

-The chiefs Willie Roaf looks like Ray Lewis on his third cycle of Orthotricyclen.  (a girl told me that one so you can’t yell at me for giving girls complexes about taking it.)

-Where are they now wide receivers?

Recent  wide receivers for the Chiefs the last few of years before Morten and Kennison: Sylvester Morris. Derek Alexander.  Brett Perriman.  Old Andre Rison. Chris Penn. Kevin Lockett. Tamerick Vanover, Sean Lachapelle.  Snoop Minnis.  Impressive huh.

 Do you think defensive coordinators took 4 of their  vacation days the week they played the Chiefs?  I forgot to add that they also had to take into account the batter am of running backs Mike Cloud, Donnell Bennett and Rashan Sheehee, Frank Moreau also.  If the name Rashan Sheehee sounds really familiar to you and your not from KC.  You are officially in the running for the world’s most bored human being.  But Rashan ain't mad at you.   After leaving the NFL he had a great XFL career as a backup running back.

-Another tidbit.  Donnell Bennett has to get a Janikowski award (the most overrated players in Madden) when he left KC to go to the Redskins.  I’ll have to check my resources, my old madden game, but I believe he was given a 92 rating in madden 2001. Unbelievable.

A 92 rating.

Sylvester morris I think unofficially broke the nfl record for being put on the IR four years in a row.  Is that an official stat?

Tecmo Bowl: It’s down to only two Tecmo Bowl Players still currently active, Jerry Rice and Tim Brown.  Will there be a prize awarded to the last surviving member? 

My Suggestions.

  • A bronzed NES controller.

  • A sleep deprived teenager lying on his stomach as he’s playing his 9th game on way to a super bowl.

  • Poster of the cheerleader during halftime that showed her bloomers.

  • A trophy with two kids standing Indian style with a pillow on they’re lap and Nintendo controls underneath them to prevent the other person from picking their plays.

  • A plaque white Joe Montana high-fiving a white Roger Craig? 

Well I have to get going.  I’m off to go be the next Joe Montana.

 

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