Armchair Talking Head


Kirby Smart
January 5, 2010, 7:32 pm
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Today I’ll spare you any further commentary on why Boise State deserves to play for the National Championship or any more pre-game fodder on the Tide. I just have a quick thought. Why in the Hell would Kirby Smart go to UGA? Sure he has ties, but he couldn’t be in a more solid position as DC than he is at Alabama, and Mark Richt might be the most precariously situated head coach in the SEC going into next season.

Kirby will be a head coach in a matter of a few years if he holds on with Saban at Alabama, but there’s no guarantee that he won’t be an unemployed DC after next season if he goes to UGA. For Coach Smart and the Tide’s sake, let’s hope he lives up to his name.



East Bound and Down
September 4, 2009, 7:02 pm
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Shipping out of T-Town for Atlanta. I won’t be blogging while in ATL, so here’s a question/prediction that will be a known quantity upon my return.

What will be the bigger story in Alabama Sports on Monday: A win/loss by Alabama, or a loss of any sort by Auburn to Derek Dooley’s LA Tech team? I have a feeling the latter is a more likely occurrence at this point. Time shall tell.

This truly is the most wonderful time of the year. You can’t describe the feeling of watching the first kick of football season. It’s like a drug but better. It’s all I’ve wanted for the last 8 months, and it’s only 29 hours away. Roll Tide.



5 Days: Musical Edition
September 1, 2009, 1:26 am
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Only 5 days until the Tide’s kickoff in Atlanta against Virginia Tech.  Whether or not we’ve got Julio and Ingram, it’s game week.

For your topical musical pleasure: Alison Krauss and Union Station.



Melissa Wins
August 5, 2009, 12:30 am
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A little late getting to this, but my boy Jeffrey Saad was taken down in the finale of Next Food Network Star by Texas Housewife Melissa d’Arabian. I was distraught for awhile.  We even had mexican food in honor of Jeffrey’s bent for Tex/Mex cooking.  

I survived, however, and hear the good news:  In a mere 32 days and 4 hours, college football will be upon us once again.  And in the end, isn’t that all that really matters?



Top Ten Things I’ll Miss About Tuscaloosa: #7. Brother Micah
May 5, 2008, 3:40 am
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Chirping birds, budding flowers, and crazy open air preachers…all signs of spring at the Capstone. For the past two years around the time the NCAA Tournament is kicking up Brother Micah Armstrong visits the University of Alabama to spread his anti-rock ‘n roll, anti-masturbatory gospel. Throngs of students crowd around to listen. Some come to challenge him Biblically, some to make fun, and some like me just to get a bit of comic relief in the middle of the day.

Micah brings his Bible and his Camelbak to the free speech area near the Ferguson Center and begins to condemn most everyone but himself to the pits of Hell.  Micah hates rock ‘n roll.  He hates Hillary Clinton.  He hates gays. More than anything, he hates masturbation.  He refuses to even shake the hand of a “masturbator.”

This guy is totally against any religious teaching I’ve ever received, and is not representative of the true message of God.  However, he has given me a Spring respite from the drudgery of undergrad work for the past two years now, and I don’t know what I’ll do without him next March.

Check out some Brother Micah action on YouTube:

My personal favorite Brother Micah Sings “It ain’t okay to be gay.”

Also see Brother Micah meet a Jesus impersonator at UA

CW story on Micah’s most recent visit to T-Town.



Anniversaries

Today is the somber first anniversary of Cardinals Pitcher Josh Hancock’s passing in a drunk driving accident.

Also, on this day 22 years ago in the birthplace of the King, unto the masses this blogger was born.



What Erin Andrews Wants…
April 23, 2008, 4:17 pm
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While I finish up a masterpiece of a paper analyzing the success…err..failure of UN Security Council Resolution 193, you can read what the Siren of the Sidelines, Erin Andrews, wants in her man.

(H/T SportsByBrooks)



StickerGate

So yeah, that choking sound you hear is coming from Memphis… Blah blah, can’t hit free throws, blah. Compare to Bill Buckner and Greg Norman, blah.

For me though, the real story comes from the sticker on Roy Williams’s lapel. What in the Hell was he thinking? Less than 48 hours prior that same Jayhawk team was whipping his team’s ass. Granted the man spent 15 years coaching at Fogg Allen, but he’s at his Alma Mater which doubles as one of the most storied programs in collegiate basketball history. I have no qualm with him going to the game and even clapping mildly for the Jayhawks, but adorning himself with that ridiculous bird was a step too far. He’s paid millions each year to promote UNC basketball and recruit some of the same athletes as KU.  What kind of message does that send?If I was a UNC fan/alum/booster I’d be uber pissed, and communicating to Williams that he’d best start shitting powder blue turds in public if he likes his job.

Imagine if Nick Saban had shown up to the BCS National Championship game sporting an LSU shirt? He’d be drawn and quartered on the Quad the next day!

If Roy loves KU so much, they may have an opening soon as T. Boone Pickens is courting Bill Self to return to his Alma Mater, Oklahoma State.



In the beginning…
February 27, 2008, 6:18 am
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Basically, I love sports. A lot. I also like food, although I’m on a massive diet. I occasionally dabble in politics, but won’t focus on that ad nauseum. My other interests include women, golf, and beer.  I’ve also acquired a taste for NASCAR (insert redneck joke here).

I graduate in May from the University of Alabama, and have been slowly but surely indoctrinated into a Bammer. I’m a St. Louis Cardinals fan. I believe in the supremacy of the SEC, loathe the Designated Hitter, as well as the UCLA High Post (read: Mark Gottfried aka CMG).