LIGHT IT UP 

Hold on to the end, that’s what I intend to do. I’m hopelessly devoted to you

Olivia Newton John

Last post I caught us up on the Chiefs making the Raiders look like they were back in  2013, my favorite position, how the Heisman voters made me a very happy lady, and one very Lame Kiffin. 

Last Thursday night, who needed Christmas lights as the Seahawks lit up our homes.

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Would have been shameless fun for the lights to go out, like another game we remember, to see if those uni’s would glow. How fun would that be? Glow football… I have fantasies too you know.

Monday night, Redskins corner Josh Norman was definitely 1:1 with no safety help, like Jay Z said, and that’s not a compliment. Cam Newton looked like he did two seasons ago with his impressive performance. Distributing the ball to one of my favorite tight ends, Greg Olsen and passing deep to Ted Ginn Jr (he’s still around?!). They came and they slayed.  

With the Redskins out of the playoff picture, I’m not positive their QB Kirk Cousins will receive the payday he’s been yelling about. Do we need to remind him that playing football is a privilege, like he mentioned in the little speech he gave while in college at MSU?

What rhymes with 2016? Oh, and sixteen.

When I feel a little sad for being a Jet’s fan, I’m reminded of the Browns. They found themselves on my naughty list this year, as well as a few other lovely unwatchable teams, like the Jags, 49’ers, Jets, Rams and The Bears.

Oh and one more made my naughty list this year, Non-playoff bowl games.

The Bowl S**t games, (giggle or roll your eyes. I like to give you options dear heart, you’re welcome), give us something to talk about, and those people who give us the pre-season Top 25, something to base their rankings off of, and not do their homework.

We know the disguise these BS games stand for, Show Me the Money.

img_4317I don’t appreciate the attempts of clever statements that are just plain dirty. I have to nurse a glass of neat, after hearing, people want to watch! It gives the players something to play for!

You’re telling me that a 20-year old really wants to take a vacation to Boise, ID to play one last game in the Potato Bowl? Oh, and the coaches do too? It’s like this guy last week who told me he has ocean front property in Arizona. I’m about to roll on the floor in a fit of giggles, without someone tickling me.

Want to know what these little bowls also provide? Ca$h money to the other teams in their conference. Similar to the NFL and their revenue sharing model, colleges and universities are guilty of sharing their money too, honey.

A long, long time ago (2007) when Boise State won over Oklahoma in the Fiesta bowl, all non-big boy school conference commissioners decided it would be a fine idea to pull a Robin Hood, and distribute the proceeds across ALL of the non-big boy schools… WTF.

Yes, another what the football moment.

Suddenly that milli was not going to the team who actually won the game, but Southern Mississippi State, Appalachian State, and (insert here) University we had never ever heard of.

The only BS I licked my lips over and considered canceling dinner plans for, San Diego State vs Houston, wasn’t worth it.

In more college football-related news, now that Lame Kiffin is out, Sark is back, as the new Bama OC. Remember, Lame Kiffin’s desire is to be a HC of a school no one wants to watch. Seems about right.

Oh, the millennial generation is being selfish again, or this is what some old school football voices are saying.

Several coaches, and others have openly criticized LSU’s Leonard Fournette and Christian McCaffery of Stanford, for skipping their BS games, to prep for their next move in their lives, going pro.

Let me pose the real question, who’s the real selfish one in this debate, player or coach?

I find these comments easy to say, from men who’s bodies aren’t beat up after every game, and have a little cash in the bank to provide for those they love or want to love.

It’s a shrewd business move for a player who’s pro career will have an average life of <4 years. Think about that for a moment…

Now, what’s so wrong with an football player doing the same as his coach? That’s being a business-man.

Coaches stretch the truth and leave all the time. Remember when Saban told us he wasn’t leaving the Dolphins for Bama? Silly old non-saint Nick.

79gKCwl50jhaXiXC7-8u8haRp8rq4L1xYI2K1CajfQ8Keep your emotions in check that a player has his own interests in mind, and should after being devoted to his school, and assisting them to victory. LSU and Stanford’s wins were on the backs (pun intended) of Fournette and McCaffery.

Now off Utah I go… ’tis the season to be merry, although that’s not my name.

Cheers,

x|o FFF

Leaders of the PAC?

One thing that will make this honey rise n shine faster than 2 for 1 Loubi sale… PAC 12 MEDIA DAYS – oh the ecstasy. 

I’ve been attempting to preoccupy my brain while July, otherwise known as the month of my birth, and the worst non-football month of the year, passes us by … Bye!

I’ve been meticulously pouring over the annual Phil Steele of knowledge like it’s the GMAT, GRE, LSAT, and MCAT all bundled into one. And my little life depends on knowing who plays MLB for Tennessee.

So these are the days where I can hear the season predictions from the Oracles of West Coast football, like it’s the Berkshire Hathaway annual meeting.

Traditionally this little pre-season activity makes me made me happier than a Macallen 30 neat.

It was all for nothing… Kind of like that last-second play, USC forgot to play against ASU last season. *Hint start at the 13:55 mark.

Like that dear hearts…

While Rich-Rod is never a bore, and I adore Coach Leech’s dating philosophies, piñatas were being hit, punched and smashed, and Sarky made a little snarky, ‘duck you’ Oregon comment, I left with more uhhhhhs than ahhhhs.

Maybe it’s all that D, I’ve been getting. Yes that vitamin D that we Angelinos basque in for 11 months out of the year. Maybe it’s gotten into my silly little head. This felt like a disappointment.

Similar to that tinder date who you thought by their pic looks like a smoke show, only in real life is a solid 5.56789999, or a 6?

Just like that dear hearts.

Bring on the makers mark, let’s not waste the fine malts. I need to put on a pot of bourbon after this.

I certainly hope this is not the PAC’s expectation for the season. Let’s step it up a notch, ok Gents?