Saturday, March 29, 2008

That's 60 Minutes of our Lives we'll Never Get Back


Wait a minute….. did we… did we just miss the whole thing? We just found out about it. Honest. With the regional finals on the tube this afternoon and evening we weren’t dialed into yet-another-global-event-to-inflate-and-conflate-everybody’s-ego. Shoot. Hey, do we get some credit minutes or carbon hours or whatever they’re called for grilling our tri-tip over coals rather than natural gas? Dammit… someone give us a call next time something like this happens.

H/T: Awful Announcing via DeadSpin

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's called "balance", BwD.

There are those among us in the Jefferson-Jackson Party with enough game that knew not only to cut the power to the lights from 8 p.m. to 9 p.m. last night, but also have our entire Final Four picks still plugging away...

- Mongo

Dean said...

Maybe you could do it again some night this week to make up for those us who are not possessing of your singular excellence.

Anonymous said...

I'm a million miles away, son, ready to stryyyyke...

- Mongo