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You know what really grinds my gears? This sentence in today's "Monday Morning Quarterback"
column by SI's Peter King:
A great job by Ed Hochuli in New Orleans late in the first half, fully explaining why he didn't overturn a Scott Shanle
fumble return. Instead of just saying, "The ruling on the field
stands,'' Hochuli explained that Shanle was on his way down and his
knee was on the ground while the ball was beginning to come out of
Shanle's grasp; but because the ball was in Shanle's grasp at the
moment the knee hit, it couldn't be ruled a fumble.
A great job By Ed Hochuli? Are you fucking KIDDING me? That was one of the worst officiating jobs I have ever seen. King also had the nerve to call out the Giants for being "abysmal", "pathetic", and "awful". Funny, I was just thinking the same thing about your column, Peter King.
Let's review together, shall we?2nd quarter, 1st and 10 at the New Orleans 43
. Pierre Thomas runs to the right for an 8 yard gain around a block from wide receiver Marques Colston. Oh, did I say block? Because what I meant was one of the most blatant wide receiver holds you'll ever see. The cornerback was past him, and Colston had him around the throat as Thomas ran by. Instead of 1st and 20 from the Giants 47, its 2 and 2 from the Saints 35. The drive would result in a touchdown.2nd quarter, 1st and 10 at the New York 47
. Brees throws a deep pass for Colston down the left side, covered by Corey Webster. As both players look back for the ball, their feet become tangled, and Colston trips to the ground as the pass lands incomplete. A textbook incidental contact call?
Actions that do not constitute pass interference include but are not limited to:
(b) Inadvertent tangling of feet when both players are playing the ball or neither player is playing the ball.
Nope, defensive pass interference. Instead of 2nd and 10 at the New York 47, its 1st and 10 at the 12 yard line. The drive would result in a touchdown.2nd quarter, 1st and 10 at the New York 34.
The play, above, misunderstood by Ed Hochuli and Peter King. The Giants are driving down the field at the end of the half. Eli drops back to pass, and is sacked. He fumbles the ball, and a Saints player picks it up. As he runs the ball back for a touchdown, he is chased down by a Giants defender. The defender tackles him and jostles the ball loose (replay clearly shows the ball moving out of the New Orleans players hands as he goes to the ground), and pops out when he hits the turf. It rolls into the end zone, where a Giants player recovers it for a touchback. Except the New Orleans player is ruled down by contact!
So what happened? King quotes Hochuli as stating that the ball is in Scott Shanle's "grasp", which is a sign that something is wrong right there. "In the grasp" refers to a rule regarding tackling; if the refs decide a player is "in the grasp and control" of a defensive player, even if he hasn't been tackled to the ground, he may rule that a tackle has occurred. A fumble, on the other hand, occurs when a player loses control of the ball. Since the ball is clearly seen to be coming out of Shanle's hands when he is going to the ground, then the ground did not cause the fumble. The defensive player did.
The result of this play, by the way, was a touchdown.
But wait! There's more!3rd quarter, 3rd and 5, at the Giants 27.
On a critical drive by the Giants that basically sealed their fate, Eli passed the ball to Hakeem Nicks, who had position on the defender. The defender stops, and jumps back through Nicks, who is unable to catch the football because there is a man shoving him. Textbook pass interference? Off course not. The Giants are forced to punt.4th quarter, 4th and 10 at the New Orleans 10
. The final indignity. Forced to go for it on 4th down, Eli rolls out and hits Dominik Hixon for a touchdown. Except its called back by a completely phantom holding penalty on Shawn O'Hara, who doesn't appear to even come into contact with a Saints defender on the play. Pushed back to the 20, the Giants are forced to kick a field goal.
These were not insignificant plays, and there were not just one or two. It was a consistently bad job by the refs that consistently favored the home team. It was blatant and embarrassing and frustrating. The frustration could have been eased if maybe somebody, ANYBODY, had noticed it. But instead all we get is a tongue bath for Drew Brees and "the best team in football."
The Giants defense did not play well, and they might have lost anyway. But it would have been close. Playing against the Saints AND the refs, they had absolutely no shot.
[When Daytrader and Rose decided they were moving to College Station, it was time for DT to figure out the details. No, not where they would live, or how he would finish his degree at a school in upstate New York from southeast Texas. The big question was: how would DT get to see the Giants play football on Sunday? With the release of the 2009 schedule, we decided to hash it out.]
Subject: To satellite or not to satellite?
The NFL has released the 2009 schedule. Here's how I see it shaking out for you to get games over the air once you move to College Station.
From my experience last year, you can count on getting all nationally televised games and all games played against Dallas. On top of those, if neither Houston or Dallas has a game during the day on Sunday, you have a reasonable chance of seeing the Giants, depending on the matchup.
In 2009, the Giants have 5 prime time games + 1 non-primetime game against Dallas = at least 6 games will be on the air here. So, if you decide to get Direct TV with the NFL package, you'll be paying for, at most, 10 games, possibly less if you get lucky on a random Sunday or if the Giants get flexed later in the season. So, the question is: how much would you pay to watch a single regular season game?
Let's start by facing facts: Plaxico Burress is going to jail. He could be facing up to three years of slammer time for shooting himself in the leg, which, it turns out, is against the law. Even if he doesn't go away for that long, he is certainly looking at some time. The most optimistic I can be about the situation is that he avoids jail, but NFL commish Roger Goodell suspends him for the season for violating the league's personal conduct policy. Burress will not be wearing the big blue next season.
So what to do? Despite what we all tried to convince ourselves of
, the Giants, and particularly Eli Manning, were lost without the big wideout. No deep threat meant that the other Giants receivers could not get open, and it meant the opponents defense could stack up against the run in crucial situations. This all played out in the Giants playoff game against the Eagles, when Eli couldn't hit a pass in the wind and the Giants were stuffed on two crucial fourth-quarter 4th down rushes.
The Giants are one big wide receiver short of another Super Bowl run. TJ Houshmandzadeh would have been a good fit, but he's inexplicably gone to Seattle without so much as a whiff by the Giants. There might be a move to be made to trade for a receiver, but no impact names come to mind as being available.
Except T.O. Owens was released today by the Cowboys, making him a free agent. Entering his 14th year in the league, he is still an elite player. Just some of the stats: Owens is the active career leader in touchdown catches. In his first season with Philly (2004), he caught 14 touchdowns in 14 games. His first two seasons in Dallas resulted in 28 touchdowns, and he's had over 1,000 yards receiving in each of the last three years.
The problems are just as well documented, culminating in last year's hissy fit over Tony Romo's slumber parties with BFF Jason Witten. Owens is as mercurial a star as their is in sports, ready to rip a team, a locker room, and a season to shreds at a moments notice.
But I have vowed to not delude myself when it comes to the Giants, so here is the hard reality: the Giants will not win a Super Bowl without filling that gap at wide receiver. With a team as talented as the Giants are right now, that should be the goal. So sign T.O for one year. Pay him a bunch of cash, make him happy for the next 12 months. He'll show up to play. He'll want to prove everybody wrong, and take out his frustrations on the Cowboys and Eagles, who the Giants happen to play (at least) twice a year each. He'll repay the Giants with over 1,000 yards and 15 touchdowns, guaranteed.
And then, at the end of the season, let him go. Plaxico will be out of jail, or another receiver will be available, or someone they drafted and developed from within will step forward. But that's for 2010. For right now, they need a stop-gap solution. Somebody tell me I'm crazy. Tell me I'm wrong. Unless the Giants want to see another precious season with the talent they have wasted, they need to act, and act boldly. Sign T.O.
I am typically a self-aware person. I am not usually deluded. Or, to be more correct, I know when I am deluding myself, but will move forward anyway. For example: I know that exactly 5 people will read this article, but I will move forward with the writing anyway as if this were a widely-circulated newspaper column. And, no, I don't think I had any delusions about how this postseason would actually play out, as I proved here
"That is, unless the Giants lose to the Eagles in round 2."
That prediction was made before the Eagles had even gotten past the Vikings. Sometimes, this whole football business can be so painfully predictable, as the Baltimore Ravens victory on February 1 over these same Eagles will prove.
But, when it comes to the Giants, there was one place where I totally and completely deluded myself. I thought the Giants could win without Plaxico Burress.
I truly believed that. Plaxico shot his own damn self on November 28th. On that day the Giants were 11-1, and averaged over 29 points per game. Since then they are 1-4, averaging only 17 points per game.
I rationalized. The only game they really needed to win the rest of the year was the game against Carolina (which they won, further reinforcing my delusions). Brandon Jacobs was hurt, and that was the real reason that scoring was down. Blah blah blah.
Make no mistake: the Curse of Luis' Deli
was in full effect yesterday. It was in full effect on November 28th when Plax put on those fateful sweatpants. I think Luis might have dressed Plax that night, and then made sure the gun was loaded before sticking it in Burress' waistband.
If I may make some further bold predictions:
- The Giants will do everything they can to bring Burress back next season unless he is actually in prison.
- If they can't get him, they will go hard in the off-season after any available wide receiver over 6'3" tall.
- If they fail at both of those tasks, the Giants will not make the playoffs next year
Last prediction: after the awful job he did yesterday, Kevin Gilbride, the Giants' offensive coordinator, should be shown the door. Whenever the Giants' ran the ball, good things happened. Whenever they threw the ball, bad things happened. They should have continued running the ball until the Eagles proved they could stop them. Instead they let Eli throw helicopters into the wind until the drives ended or the ball was picked off. Incredibly frustrating.
Jesse had suggested that the fan of the loser of today's football contest post a self-portrait, all dejected and frowny, because of the outcome.
That's no fun. Here's me, after the Eagles 23 - 11 victory. (And, as always with victories, some Victory beer.)
Jim, I bet you think your taunting has gone unnoticed. Maybe I'm the only one who read your Plaxico Burress-inspired version of "Janie's Got a Gun" in the comment thread for this article
, but I read it. But guess what? The Giants are going to beat the Eagles on Sunday.
Who have the Eagles won against? They beat the Giants immediately after Plaxico shot himself. Then they beat a terrible Cleveland team that had quit on their coach. They followed that up with a loss against a Washington team with nothing to play for in which they only scored three points. They beat a terrible Cowboys team to make the playoffs.
And then they played the Vikings, the only possible playoff matchup that gave the Eagles an advantage at either coach or quarterback. The Vikings were barely able to beat the Giants backups a week earlier.
Meanwhile, the G-Men have had a week off. More importantly, Brandon Jacobs is healthy. I've learned my lesson about betting on my teams in the playoffs
, but if I didn't have a stake in this game, I'd be putting cash on the Giants. Mark it down: the Giants are going to the Super Bowl. For realz.
Giants 28, Eagles 10.
When the Giants lose their first playoff game a week from Sunday, you can look back and blame me for this column. I am about to jinx them by rating which AFC team represents the most interesting Super Bowl matchup, from 1 to 6.
6. Miami Dolphins
I'm not going to lie. When I had the idea for this list, I thought this spot would go to New England or the Jets. Can you imagine it? The Patriots: A rematch from last season, when the underdog Giants swooped in and ruined the Patriots perfect season. The Patriots would be back for revenge, this time as the underdogs. What a great matchup that would have been.
Or the Jets: New York vs. New York. Brother against brother, father against son, obnoxious jerkoffs against loudmouth assholes. The subway Super Bowl, even though you can't ride a subway to Giants Stadium or Tampa Bay, where the game would actually be played.
But instead, we get the Dophins. The best I could come up with is that their coach is named Tony Sparano, which is pretty close to Tony Soprano, like in that show that took place in New Jersey, which is where the Giants play, even though they are actually called the New York Giants. Damn it all.
5. Baltimore Ravens
Rematch of Super Bowl XXXV, when the Ray Lewis-led Baltimore Ravens defense held the Giants to one special teams touchdown in a 34-7 pasting. This matchup might be more intriguing if there was more than a single Giants starter left from that Super Bowl run.
4. Pittsburgh Steelers
Two stud quarterbacks from the draft class of 2004, Eli Manning and Ben Roethlisberger, each go for their second Super Bowl ring. As an added bonus, my employer is a Steelers fan, so excessive gloating on the day after the Super Bowl could have severe career ramifications.
Did you know that there is a burger joint in Pittsburgh that has an item on the menu called a Rothelis-burger, which is made with a 7-pound beef patty in honor of the number worn by the QB? I think 7 might also be a reference to the number of people in Pittsburgh who still have jobs today.
3. Tennessee Titans
You probably think that this game is interesting because it would represent a matchup between the two top-seeded teams in the playoffs, or the two teams who were at the top of the standings all year, or because it matches the Giants against Kerry Collins, the quarterback who took them to Super Bowl XXV. You would be wrong.
No, this game is interesting because it matches two teams whose names mean the same thing. Giants! Titans! This game is going to be huge!! Get it?!?!? Most exciting Super Bowl matchup for me since the Buccaneers played the Raiders.
2. San Diego Chargers
In 2004, the Chargers drafted Eli Manning number one overall. He refused to sign with them, forcing a trade to the Giants. Who did the Giants send back? Philip Rivers, the number 3 overall pick and current QB for San Diego. Rumor has it that Chargers fans are still not incredibly pleased with Eli. This could be the biggest potential storyline in the playoffs, if not for...
1. Indianapolis Colts
Manning vs. Manning. Eli and Peyton, fighting it out for their mother's love in the biggest game of the year. NBC, the network that airs the Super Bowl this year, will have a collective boner for 2 weeks. Advertisers will be falling over themselves to throw money at them. It will be the most watched Super Bowl in history. Oops, they got a semi right now just thinking about it.
It will be the most over-hyped storyline since Jerome Bettis going home to Detroit to win a Super Bowl in his final game. In fact, I'm already sick of it. Every advertisement in the month of February will have either Eli, Peyton, or Archie, who will probably send a sample of his sperm to the Pro Football Hall of Fame in Canton after the game.
That is, unless the Giants lose to the Eagles in round 2. Dammit all.
Now that the Giants have taken care of business against the Carolina Panthers and locked up the top seed in the NFC, I hope I can stop hearing about how the Giants can't win without Plaxico Burress.
In the car on Sunday before the big game, I actually heard this from a sports talk "expert" on the radio:
"I think that Plaxico Burress is more important to the Giants than Brandon Jacobs. Yes, I know that the Giants have won without Plaxico, and that Jacobs is important to their running game, but I just think that the Giants can't win without Burress."
Wait: so even though the Giants have won without Plaxico, you don't think they can win without Plaxico? Does somebody dress you in the morning, or do you do it all by yourself?
All this talk started because the Giants lost two games in a row. Did you know that two games now constitutes a losing streak? Yes, they dropped from 11-1 to 11-3. Their season is over!!
Fortunately, Giants coaches knew what nobody else seemed to be able to figure out: the only game they needed to win the rest of the year was the game against the Panthers. Even if they lost that game they would still get a first round bye in the playoffs, but winning at home against the Panthers would lock up the number one seed.
That's it. So no need to rush Jacobs back before he was ready. No need to dig too deep into the bag of tricks. Because losing a game or two at the end of the regular season doesn't mean anything. Because the NFL is not like college football.
Somebody who enjoys college football explain to me:
Why should one or two losses at the beginning of the year completely end somebody's season?
Why should it matter what your margin of victory is?
Why are colleges allowed to schedule games against clearly inferior opponents?
And why are they allowed to play more games at home than on the road?
And why don't they play the same number of games?
This year's championship will be played between Oklahoma (12-1) and Florida (12-1). Texas (11-1) was left out, even though Oklahoma lost to Texas. Does this make sense to anybody who isn't me? You know how it would make sense? If Texas had lost a playoff game. But they didn't, because the simple concept of a playoff still manages to elude the brain trust behind college football
And I don't wanna hear about who won what conference or tradition or blah blah blah. If it takes you more than 3 seconds to explain yourself, then it is dumb.
Why did the Giants win the Super Bowl last year? Because they won every game in the playoffs. I did not have to bring up margin of victory or strength of schedule or conference strength or anything like that. Because the NFL is real football. College football is like a Salvador Dali painting of actual football.
I wasn't going to comment on this. I was going to leave it to the screeching, hypocritical talking heads like Stephen A. Smith
and the hysterical back pages of the New York tabloids. Yes, Plaxico Burress, star wide receiver for my beloved New York Football Giants, shot his own self with his own gun in a night club last Friday night. Now, he's probably going to spend some time in jail for illegal gun possession. What a dumbass, right?
Or, as Stephen A. Smith shouted in his column (yes, he even shouts in his columns):
"The embarrassing and precarious set of circumstances Burress finds
himself in clearly are not an indication of the behavior exhibited by
most players of any color in the NFL, particularly African-Americans.
The vast majority of NFL players have some sense.
And it's a fact that those who have displayed their idiotic ways have
paid dearly for it -- in dollars and jail time. Yet Burress still
managed to screw up by placing himself, literally, in the line of fire
despite the body of evidence flashing in players' faces as a deterrent."
It is all so predictable. A superstar athlete runs afoul of the law, and is immediately followed by the cacophony of righteousness from the sports media and the law, with current New York City Mayor and member in good standing of the Lollipop Guild Mike Bloomberg demanding that Burress do hard time.
But the problem is that Burress' immature behavior is, and always has been, inevitable. Burress has been a star athlete since high school, and maybe even earlier. When has anyone ever told him no? Burress carried a gun because he was afraid of getting mugged because of all the jewelry he wore when he went out. Burress had the gun in the club, even though the club doesn't allow weapons and knew that he had it on him. They let him in anyway. Then he accidentally shot himself and checked into a hospital under a fake name, where the hospital tried to cover for him by not reporting the gunshot wound to the police.
How about: don't get a gun, Plaxico: take the goddamn jewelry off instead. Or: you can't come in with that gun, Mr. Burress, it's against the law. And that is how it has gone his whole life. Yes yes, whatever you want Plaxico, act like a goddamn child, just go out and catch them footballs real good!
I don't think he's dumb. Intelligence is just a measure of how well you learn, not how much you know, and I'd say that Plaxico has learned what he has been taught pretty well: if you are rich, you can do whatever the hell you want.
Until you can't anymore. That's the new lesson.
I love the holidays. For the past 5 years, Suzi and I have flown to Florida to have Thanksgiving with her family, and it is always a treat finally having a Senna woman cook for me. When we get back, I put some lights up in the window, and start getting into that holiday spirit. But in between, there is darkness and evil.
There is Black Friday.
The traditional start of the holiday shopping season, Black Friday is one of the worst days of the year. I hate going out to the stores, and I hate staying home and watching news stories about going out to the stores. The insanity that makes someone wake up at 4am to get a deal on a DVD player is the same insanity that leads to a Wal-Mart employee being trampled to death, and to a gun fight breaking out in a toy store. It is an ugly, ugly spectacle. And the ugliness lasts for over a month.
So, ObscureCraft is here to help. Instead of spending hours shopping for the perfect gift, why don't you just sit back, relax, have some egg nog, string up some lights, and bask in the non-shopping awesomeness of the season and leave the shopping to us.
I've asked our roster of ObscureCraft contributors to make gift suggestions. The first part covers media: that is books, DVDs, CDs, etc. All the suggestions are priced under $50, and can be purchased online. Enjoy!
Jesse suggests: The Watchmen
, a graphic novel by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons. ($11.99 at Amazon
I'm going to go out on a limb, and guess that you know at least one nerd. (Actually, its a pretty safe bet that you yourself are a nerd, but I digress.) Unfortunately, chances are that the nerd in your life has already read The Watchmen, because it is a touchstone of the nerd world, like Star Wars and not kissing girls.
But here's the thing: even if you aren't a nerd, you still like Star Wars. Sure, you don't dress up like a storm trooper or know the name of Boba Fett's pet rat, but Star Wars was also #15 on the list of AFI's first 100 greatest films of the last 100 years list. Well, the Watchmen is like that: geek heaven, but also objectively awesome, as indicated by its place on Time Magazine's list of the 100 greatest novels of all time. So, if you know a nerd who somehow has missed reading this, show them you know what's up. And if you are a nerd, show the non-nerd in your life that just because nerds like it doesn't mean its not completely awesome.
Jim suggests: Assassination Vacation
, a book by Sarah Vowell. ($11.20 at Amazon
Asking me to recommend a single media item is like asking Michelle
Duggar to choose her favorite child. There are just so many choices.
I'm going back and forth between such old favorites as the Nic Cage
Wicker Man movie, the very-soon-to-be-released Criterion Blu-ray debut
(Chungking Express), and who knows what else.
That said, my choice is Assassination Vacation, a book
by Sarah Vowell. In the book, Vowell takes historical tourism to the
next level as she retraces the steps of the assassins of Abraham
Lincoln (John Wilkes Booth), James Garfield (Charles Giteau), and
William McKinley (Leon Czolgosz).
You'll find out about the multiple locations that
hold Lincoln's remains, how Oneida cookware is created by a strange
religious/sexual cult, and how that contributed to Garfield's death,
and about a possible romance between anarchist Emma Goldman and Leon
The book is a very quick read-- its tone is light
and funny, despite the dark subject manner. Assassination Vacation is
the perfect gift for friends and family. Assuming your friends and
family have a rather dark sense of humor, and are interested in history.
Daytrader suggests: The New York Giants Super Bowl XLII Championship DVD ($24.99 at NFLshop.com)
You know all those movies about how the nerdy kid beats out the douchebag jock and gets the attractive girl? In this version, the nerdy kid is the New York
"football" Giants, the douchebag jock is the New England Patriots, and
the supposedly attractive girl is the Vince Lombardy Trophy. There is
plenty of heavy-hitting, Tom Brady sacks, and several minutes of hot
ball-on-helmet action. I recommend that you watch this DVD before the
sequel comes out in February.
The Suze suggests: Season 1 of the Showtime series Dexter
on DVD. ($28.99 at Amazon
Bloody funny. That's how I describe Season 1 of Dexter, a Showtime
series. Our main character is Dexter Morgan (Michael
C. Hall). He happens to be a serial killer who's also very hot. The
catch: he only kills bad people. Murderers, rapists, pedophiles and other assorted bad guys meet their (what I consider a well-deserved)
demise with lots of duct tape, saran wrap, oh, and right--knifes. Not as
gruesome as you might think, Dexter is extremely witty and one of the
top three best-written shows I've ever had the pleasure of watching.
The first minute and a half of opening credits alone is enough to buy
the entire season. So buy it. Watch it. Take notes. It's very educating.
You know what really grinds my gears? When you get two highly paid professional tackle football commentators together, and they don't seem to know what the fuck they are talking about.
At a critical junction in yesterday's Giants-Eagles super football fantastic number-one throwdown, Eli Manning steps up in the pocket on third down near the 20 yard line and fires a pass to Kevin Boss for a critical first down at the 3. Uh-oh, I thought. He looked really close to the line of scrimmage. And, sure enough, the yellow flag was thrown. Illegal forward pass, five yard penalty, and loss of down. The Giants were going to have to settle for a field goal try.
With Game 5 of the World Series mere hours away, I have good news for Jim, our resident Philadelphia sports fan: I'm rooting for the Tampa Bay Rays. The reason for this good news is a story Jim knows only too well: in the 8th inning of Game 7 of the 2001 World Series, my hubris invoked the wrath of the sports gods. The teams that I root for have been paying the price ever since.
Everyone knows that gambling makes sports more exciting. While a true fan can always appreciate the skill of the athletes involved, adding a few dollars to the mix can add a degree of personal investment that otherwise only comes with years of devoted following. But where a wager can make the most boring athletic matchup exciting, experienced gamblers also know the opposite is true: when your team is involved, you are already emotionally invested. Don't add gambling to the mix. Never, ever gamble when your team is involved.
I would like to take a break from reciting democratic talking points and aggravating the French by bringing you this reminder:
I live in Texas now.
Okay, so you already knew/didn't care. I also already knew that. Here's the thing: for the most part, Texas feels exactly like everywhere else I've ever lived. It's a little warmer, and I need to go to a sports bar to watch the Giants, but other then that, there just isn't anything particularly... Texas-y about living in Houston. At least there wasn't until yesterday, when this cow happened.
So, there was a big awards announcement today. I'm sure you heard, and are all excited. That's right, the New York Giants raked in three ESPYs
Oh, and the Emmy nominations were announced.
Some highlights (and lowlights) from the nominations, as filtered through the person who watches enough television to actually have an informed opinion on this stupid crap:
No Best Drama nomination for The Wire, making them a perfect 5/5 in ignoring arguably the best television show ever made. It is no longer possible, after 5 seasons of every television critic calling it the best show ever made, that the people responsible for nominations haven't seen it (and Damages might have even gotten lower ratings). It must be on purpose by now. Does the academy dislike black people? David Simon? Ghetto-ass thug homosexuals who carry shotguns under their trench coats and can leap from balconies like Batman? My guess is they don't want to nominate a show produced in Baltimore, away from the TV hotbeds of LA and NY. Mark my words - the same thing will happen come Oscar time to Step Up 2 The Streets.
The world and I continue to disagree with Suzi about the quality of 30 Rock, which led the field with 17 nominations. Holy crap, 17? Are there even 17 categories? Well... 7 of the nominations are in the guest star categories (out of a total of 11 slots). I think one of them went to Bee Movie (yes, the Jerry Seinfeld episode was pretty terrible). But they still count. 30 Rock is awesome. They got some real ones too. Shut up Suzi.
Turns out that Two and a Half Men, the show I sometimes see the last 30 seconds of before I watch the first 5 minutes of CSI: Miami
, is one of the best 5 comedies on television. Who knew?
The throwdown to watch? In the category of animated programs over one hour, South Park: Imaginationland goes head to head with Family Guy: Blue Harvest (the Star Wars episode). If Family Guy wins, think we'll get more of this?
Courtesy of sister Rose, I give you: The Catch.
...all Giants fans thank you for sticking around to throw one more back-breaking interception for the Packers. Hope your retirement is...super?