Saturday, November 13, 2010
It's all over...
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Friday, November 12, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Hell Week, 3.0
Today: Parent-teacher conferences, 12-3 PM. Flag football makeup game, 5:45 PM.
Tomorrow: Third flag football game in three nights. (Kind of our West Coast Road Trip.)
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Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Hell Week, 2.0
Yesterday: Parent-teacher conferences from 5:45-8.
Today: Parent-teacher conferences from 12:00-3 and 5:45-8 (thus causing us to miss a frigging flag football game).
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Monday, November 8, 2010
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Come here -- so we can PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE!
The Fire led 2-1 with four minutes to play this afternoon. Presto! The other team scored twice to win the game. The ref completely gave the game away, ruining The Playmaker's outstanding game in goal in the first half. He faced 11 shots and stopped 10 of them. Two shots had such velocity that they knocked him over as he made the saves, earning a loud round of applause from parents of both teams. Out of net in the second half, he came thisclose to putting in a tying rebound with less than 30 seconds left.
Ugh.
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Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Wendi Nix -- yes or no?!?
As Turkey Day approaches, so does our Man Summit with SJH24 (and others?!?) on Thanksgiving Saturday. (It's always comical when we tell our two basketball teams the week before that we will not be having Thanksgiving Saturday practice. Why? Are you going away for Thanksgiving?!? Ah, no. We are just, quote-unquote B-U-S-Y!)
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Three & out ...
1. Kevin Garnett is a total douche bag! Nothing else to say.
2. Your Flag Football Bucs won last night, 20-zip! Our defense dominated, making four interceptions and not allowing a single first down. The Playmaker had 4 catches for 70 yards. His best play was a wheel route that he caught five yards down-field and then proceeded to run another 25 yards before getting tackled on the one yard line. Sensing he was about to be tackled, he held out the ball, trying to break the plane of the goal line. Not quite, but still a classic move. The Bucs improved to 9-0.
3. Smell ya later, Nancy Pelosi! Bye-bye, LOSER!
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Our kid is better than yours...
We got the results of the state testing that took place last spring.
The Playmaker's Sister scored ADVANCED (the highest possible category) in both Math and English.
Overall, she scored in the 82 percentile. For the confused, that means she did better than 82 percent of the kids in the state who took the tests.
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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Stop screwing Our Son...
The Bucs won last night, 13-0, to improve to 8-0 on the season. (The defense gave up one first down the entire game.) The other team had severe play calling issues in the huddle (or they were trying to keep our offense off the field). As such, we only had 5 possessions the whole game. (Normally we are in the 6-8 range.) The Playmaker had one series at QB and was 1-2 passing. He completed a 10 yard down and out pass his friend Ben. He also had a touchdown catch called back on an A-B-S-O-L-U-T-E BULLSHEEET call by the ref. Playing QB, he took the shotgun snap and handed the ball off to the running back, who sprinted to the right sideline while The Playmaker sprinted to the left sideline. Then the RB stopped and threw the ball back all the way across the field to The Playmaker, who bolted down the sideline 30-plus-yards into the end zone. HOWEVER, the ref ruled the RB was "tackled" before he threw the ball. While our two assistants screamed bloody murder, The Head Ball Coach did the 30 second-arms-folded-Silent-Stare at the ref. Then we then decided to engage said ref in a conversation.
HBC: "What was the call?"
Ref: "Your running back was down before he threw the ball."
HBC: "Really?!? 'Cause that's not how it looked from here."
Ref: "I saw it all the way, coach."
HBC: "How's that possible when you were standing right next to us?"
Ref: "The player was down."
HBC: "Interesting. Whatever happened to, if the call is not clear cut, you reward the kid for making a good play and scoring? Isn't that what you do when dealing with 8-year olds?"
Ref: "Coach, the player was down."
(At that point, we lost it...)
HBC: "That's effing bullsheeet and you know it!"
After that we both walked away. But not before the ref gave us a 5 yard "unsportsmanlike behavior" penalty.
First time ever for that one. Classic.
Frigging A-hole...
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Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Three and out...
1. Cliff Lee is a total douche bag! He openly admitted to cheering against the Phillies in this year's playoffs. Why?!? Because they traded him. Memo to Clifford: The Phillies traded you because three years of Roy Halladay was far superior to one year of you. And we will openly laugh when you sign with the Yankees even after they spit loogies on your wife.
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Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Gotta love the NY tabloids...
By the way, Eli's big night (along with Hakeem Nicks') got us a fantasy victory in our Play for Pride league.
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Monday, October 25, 2010
We suck...

The Playmaker's Sister lost her field hockey game on Saturday, 3-0.
The Playmaker lost his soccer game on Saturday, 2-1.
The Phillies lost their series to the white trash Giants Saturday because Ryan Howard is, well, Ryan Howard.
The Oklahoma Sooners lost their top ranking Saturday.
The Eagles lost to the Titans on Sunday.
Oh, and we sat Darren McFadden, which means we are undoubtedly going to lose in our Play for Pay fantasy league. (That's what happens when the guy you sit gets 43 points.)
We even lost out on trying to Junior Seau ourselves. Before we could do so, we fell asleep (pissed off and with a throbbing head) on the couch at the un-godly hour of 2:30 AM Saturday night/Sunday morning.
Two days later, we are still pissed. And we still have a throbbing head.
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Sunday, October 24, 2010
Phillies 2 Giants 3
The Phillies suck. At least the offense does. We have a throbbing headache and we are now going to Junior Seau ourselves.
Thanks for reading the last few years.
Goodbye.
Hello, cliff.
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Saturday, October 23, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
Phillies are GREAT, so are the Bucs...
It sure as hell wasn't pretty, but Our Phillies got back off the mat last night and successfully moved the series back to Philadelphia. They now have Roy Oswalt going in game 6. He's the guy who is 10-0 pitching in The Bank.
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
Phillies SUCK, Bucs do not...
We are pissed as sheeet about Our Phillies. They are offensively inept, and been so for two seasons now. Thank goodness Uncle Charlie heeded our texts and tweets and got Raul Ibanez the hell out of the lineup. The Other Stiff, Jimmy Rollins, stayed in the lineup and paid HUGE dividends. For the Giants. In the second inning he got picked off first. In the fourth, he struck out to end a four run inning. Then there was the 8th inning. Howard and Werth had just clubbed back to back doubles to tie the game at 5 with NO OUTS. Up to the plate stepped Rollins. Man on second, NO OUTS. Bunt the speedy Werth over to third? Nope. Advance the runner with a ball hit to the left side? Of course not. Those two things are what fundamentally sound teams (and players) do. Instead, A-Hole-J-Roll popped out. He frigging POPPED OUT.
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Just saying...
1. Raul Ibanez sucks! He sucks so much it is incomprehensible.
2. Jimmy Rollins is a PATHETIC hitter! The only thing worse than his hitting is the fact he never takes responsibility for his ineptness. It's always, "The pitcher made good pitches."
3. The chances of Buster Blanton getting the Phillies a win tonight are about 2 percent! No lie.
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Tuesday, October 19, 2010
It's about how much Bironas you have...
You already know we lost (first time all season) in our Play for Pay league this week. In our other fantasy football league, we entered last night's Monday Night Football game between Jacksonville and Tennessee trailing by 10 points.
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Monday, October 18, 2010
Putting things in perspective...
The Fire lost (3-2) yet again, to bring their record to 1-5. Roy Halladay failed to pitch the Phillies to victory in game one of the NLCS. The white trash woman behind us at the Patriots - Ravens game couldn't complete a sentence without using the eff-bomb. And we lost our first game in our Play for Pay fantasy football league. Oh, and we have an early season cold.
Such was our weekend.
Thankfully, none of that matters or even bothers us.
We were wasting time yesterday before leaving to go tailgate and came across the chilling video of Rutgers defensive tackle Eric LeGrand. In the span of five seconds, he went from making a special teams tackle against Army to being paralyzed below the neck. Watch the video. It will put your "problems" in proper perspective. And then shut your mouth and stop bitching about stupid stuff. Go hug your wife and kids. Tell 'em you love them.
And say a prayer for Eric LeGrand.
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Sunday, October 17, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
8-Teen-2-Six...
Sometimes you have to be an A-hole as a coach. Even when dealing with 8-year olds. And so it came to pass last night.
Opening drive of the flag football game. Third play of the game and The Playmaker makes an interception to give us the ball on the Falcons 30 yard line. We immediately score.
Then the sheeet hit the fan.
We go for two and a kid drops a wide open pass in the end zone.
On the very next play, the defense allows a Falcon to run all the way down the sideline for a touchdown. Three Buc defenders have clean shots and fail to yank the flag. Three other Bucs stand and watch the kid run by.
Then the Falcons get the two point conversion because two Bucs were too lazy to make a play on the ball.
Now trailing 8-6, the Bucs march down the field before stalling with not one, but two drops in the end zone.
Mercifully, halftime arrives.
Our norm is to talk to the kids in the end zone in front of the parents. Last night, however, the Head Ball Coach announced, "Get your water bottle and get over to the soccer net." The soccer net is a good 30 yards away from the parents. Then for first time in memory, we tore into the kids. Each of the three coaches took a turn getting pissed.
Boys, it comes down to a total lack of effort!
We get the ball to start the second half. Still pissed, we decide to go for the jugular right away. We line up three kids wide (wide!) left. The Playmaker snaps the ball to the QB in the shotgun. We have one of our Big Guns lined up as a running back to the left of the QB. (Kind of in a pistol formation.) The three wide kids are all told to run down and outs. (As in, get the hell out of the way...) The QB takes the snap and hands to the running back, who proceeds to run a wide sweep toward the right sideline. The defense goes into attack mode and then the RB carries out the play to A-B-S-L-U-T-E perfection. He throws a prefect pass to The Playmaker who catches it and outruns the lone defender to the end zone some 30 yards away.
12-6, Bucs.
Cruise control the rest of the way. We don't allow a single first down. And just for kicks, we throw a TD to a kid who hasn't caught the ball all season.
Bucs 18 Falcons 6.
The ass-chewing worked.
Big Time.
For the game, The Playmaker had 1 interception, 3 catches for 60 yards and 1 touchdown.
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Thursday, October 14, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Big players make big plays in big games...
So there Your Flag Football Bucs were last night, all tied up 6-6 with five minutes left in the game. (The defense gave up it's first touchdown of the season on the opening drive of the game.) The Panthers had the ball on their own 20 yard line. The Head Ball Coach stepped into the Bucs huddle and said, "Someone needs to go get us a pick."
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