There Will Be Bud

This is just absolute genius.



I don't know what it is about There Will Be Blood parodies, but I am just transfixed by them. It's got to have something to do with the absolute power of Daniel Day Lewis' tremendous performance. It's just got to.

Anyway. Yeah. I think a great companion piece for this would be No Munchies For Stoned Men.

See, it's quality jokes like that that guarantee me a spot writing on Aaron Sorkin's next critically acclaimed niche show that goes largely unappreciated by the idiot general public. Damn you America! Sports Night could be in syndication by now!

[Hat Tip: Maj]

Warren Sapp Retired Too...

Lost in the shuffle of Man-God, Brett Favre's retirement announcement yesterday was the retirement of one of the most intriguing athletes I've ever seen play - and incidentally, one of Favre's most visible rivals - Warren Sapp.



Aside from the fact that Sapp was somewhat a controversial player, he was a psychical anomaly in a league full of them. He arrived at The U[niversity of Miami] as a tight end and left the best defensive lineman in the country. As a pro, the 6-foot, 2-inch Sapp, weighed over three-bills. He didn't look like he should have been able to do any of the things he was capable of on a football field. I mean, he was built like one of the Fat Boys.

What's up next for Warren Sapp? How about a video game and hip-hop themed fast food restaurant called HipHopSodaShop. Sure, why not?



Sounds delicious.

Blog Product

I've decided to write a book. Long time coming, no?

Leitch can do it - I figure I can too. Anyway, I haven't even finished a full page yet, and potted meat has already made an appearance.

Sorry for no posts since Friday, but I'm going through something really... just something... right now.

Somehow potted meat is comforting. Don't ask. Back with sports tomorrow probably.