Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tomorrow...
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Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Cyber Monday
Ho! Ho! Ho!
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Sunday, November 27, 2011
Low hanging fruit...
Are you frigging kidding us?!?
If we weren't so lazy, we'd sign up for one of those on-line gambling sites and put $2k on the Pats. It's a MORTAL LOCK that the Patriots will cover.
What's the best thing they do? Pass the ball.
What's the worst thing the Eagles do? Tough call, as they are bad at so many things. However, they have no clue how to stop the pass.
Easy money, people. Easy money.
Patriots 35
Eagles 10
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Saturday, November 26, 2011
Friday, November 25, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Monday, November 21, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
T-H-U-D...
Face-plant last night, as we lost to a completely inferior team in the cold and rain, 20-8. The Playmaker dropped a circus twisting 30-yard bomb early in the game, which kind of set the tone for the night. He did have a diving 20-yard catch where he landed face first on the turf. He slowly rolled over and held up the ball for the ref to see. That was about the only good thing the Colts did all night. We finished 5-2-2 and in second place. The Playmaker led the team in receptions and touchdowns.
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Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Edging above .500...
For the first time all year we are above the .500 mark in fantasy football (NFL). We won over the weekend, 117-100. Aaron Rodgers led the way (shocker!) with 36 points. Jordy Nelson (18), Shady McCoy (15) and David Akers (15) also came strong. OOPS, as we left Denarious Moore on the bench. His 24 points were also on the bench. Amazingly, at 6-5 we are now in first place in our division, and ranked third overall in the Power Poll.
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Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Soccer!
Friday he played the first place team, a team that was undefeated and untied. Less than a minute into the game, The Playmaker got caught coming out of the net, only to watch the shot sail over his head into the net. It would be the only goal he let in the entire game. With a legitimate chance to knock off the undefeated team, his coach kept him in goal the whole game (for the first time all year). He faced 14 more shots and stonewalled all of them. His teammates scored just before halftime to tie the game, 1-1. That was the score with under a minute to play when we had a breakaway. But the kid held onto the ball a second too long, which allowed the goalie to stuff his attempt. So the game ended in a tie, which was the first time all year the opposing team didn't get the W.
On Saturday, we played the team that was tied in second place with us. We won, 4-3. The Playmaker played goalie in the first half. He faced six shots, stopping four of them. The two goals he gave up came in a 2 minute span. Honestly (seriously), the defense effed up and allowed breakaways on both. In fact, the coach got so pissed, he lifted both fullbacks after the second goal and sat them the rest of the half. (Ouch.)
We finished 8-2-2 and in second place all by ourselves.
Good stuff.
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Sunday, November 13, 2011
Vegas not $o wi$e...
Not when they make the Eagles 14 point favorites over the Cardinals and their backup QB.
(Guess Vegas didn't know Andy Reid coaches the Eagles. And Juan Castillo coaches the D.)
Cardinals 21
Eagles 17
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Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
11-11-11
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Thursday, November 10, 2011
Happy Anniversary!
Fifteen years ago, today, we got hitched to The Wife.
How will be celebrate The Big Day?!?
Parent-teacher conferences all afternoon. Followed by a HUGE soccer makeup game. And then a flag football game.
Ahh ... true love.
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Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Busiest week of autumn...
Parent-teacher conferences, makeup soccer games, makeup flag football games, basketball practices.
Ugh.
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Just trying to survive and get to Friday's holiday.
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Sunday, November 6, 2011
Question:
Answer: We honestly are not sure there is one.
Seriously.
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Saturday, November 5, 2011
Friday, November 4, 2011
Hey, Ref -- EFF you!!!!!!!
In reality, we won 22-18.
And we won on the last play of the game with a 40-yard bomb to The Playmaker (his second score of the game).
We gave up a TD on the first play of the game, but quickly took the lead (8-6) on our first possession. We trailed at the half, 12-6. That deficit ballooned to 18-6 with six minutes to play. The Playmaker took a short crossing pattern and busted down the middle of the field before getting his flag yanked at the 5-yard line. Two plays later he went into a crowd of three defenders and made a leaping catch for the TD. After the 2 point conversion, we trailed 18-16 with about three and change to play.
Our defense came up with a HUGE four-and-out stop, giving the offense the ball with 35 seconds and 40 yards to go. First down: incomplete pass. The kids sprint back to the line of scrimmage (we play running time). We snap the ball with eight seconds left. The Playmaker goes long. Really long. The QB (best in the league) throws the ball 25 yards in the air. The Playmaker gets under the pass and hauls it in. HOWEVER, at least three seconds BEFORE he caught the ball the dirty-bastard-defender PULLS his EFFING FLAG. He pulled his flag BEFORE he even caught the GD ball. After The Playmaker caught the ball, the defender ran one step and then held up the flag. The GD ref blows his GD whistle and ends the GD game. "Tackle." Game over. The Playmaker is crying. Literally crying. Our sideline of parents is screaming BLOODY MURDER. We run over to the ref (an overweight, under-motivated high school A-hole with a bad attitude and a worse haircut) and say, loud enough for him to hear, but quiet enough that no parents hear, "Are you effing kidding me?!? Are you EFFING kidding me?!?"
He says, "The defender pulled the flag, coach."
We say: "He pulled the flag EARLY!"
His comeback: "Game over."
We wanted to get a gun and shoot the kid in the face. Several times.
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