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Monday, 12-Nov-2001

 

Spurious thoughts and idle musings from the sports week just past ...

 

With the sweet perfume of a great Fall Classic still wafting in the chill air, Bud Light and his moronic fellow owners cut some truly nasty cheese on Tuesday with the announcement that two baseball franchises, most likely the Spos and Twinks, will be kaput by next spring.  Clearly, Montreal is a mal de tete since Quebecois fans obviously can't be bothered if ice skates aren't involved.  So, if that's the case, then why not move Les Expos ???  Maybe New York could support three teams again.  Hell, that's where most players wind up anyway.

 

Well, that didn't take very long ... No sooner had ex-Poke cokemeister Michael "Big Big Diamonds" Irvin walked away scot-free from felony blow charges on a search warrant technicality on Monday, come Tuesday ex-Poke tokemeister Nate "Big Big Helpings" Newton got hisself pinched hauling a Newton-esque 213 pounds of the NBA's favorite herb down on the bayou.  C'mon, sing it with me ... The stars do try to get real high ... clap, clap, clap, clap ... Deep in the heart of Texas.

 

NFL Week 9 piglets ... Looks like the Good Ship Viking has crashed on the rocks.  One painful rebuilding program coming right up, Mr Green.  Also, Da Pack brought Da Bears back to earth at least for now.  Meanwhile, in this week's Butthead Bowl, Terrell "He's Not Saying Mooch, He's Saying Boo" Owens' 49ers squeaked past Kyle "Thunderlips" Turley's Saints Be Praised by a point.  And Marshall Faulk came outta the Rams' pit row to rip my Panthers for 183 yards rushing ... And then took the second half off.  Ouch.

 

More weed highlights ... Lamar Odom, the young and immensely talented Paper Clip hoopster, has to sit out yet another five-game suspension after once again flunking a ganja test.  Said a tearful Lamar ... "I'm here today because I failed.  I chose to experiment with marijuana."  Now that is a priceless quote.  He chose to experiment ???  Geez, I wonder what his null hypothesis was ???  The probability of not getting high after ten bong hits is zero ???  Guess it's too bad Lamar didn't light up the placebo weed instead.

 

More on this contraction lunacy ... I could maybe listen to the argument about diluted talent ... especially pitching ... but killing the Twinks is just plain insulting ... The only reason Minnesota's on the chopping block is cause 86-year-old owner Carl Pohlad wants his coin now.  Guess maybe he thinks Anna Nicole Smith will give him a call or something.  But the Twins are the original Washington Senators, a team rich in AL tradition with legendary Hall Of Fame names like Walter Johnson and, um, Walter Johnson and, well, some other really good guys, I'm sure.

 

HOORAY BEER.

 

Nothing quite kills an NBA team's record quite like starting Derrick Coleman at power forward, is there ???  Last year's Bug infestation, now DC is deep-sixing the 1-5 Sixers who finally won their first game of the young Association season Saturday night when Bubba Chuck returned from his many boo-boos to launch his usual two dozen shots.  Man, Coleman is so lethal to a team's fortunes that perhaps we should give him a new moniker ... How about "Inhalation" Coleman, the worst kind of Coleman.

 

New sign in the UCLA locker room ... Do Not Drive Eric Laneuville's SUV.  Do Not Drive Any Hollywood Person's SUV.  Do Not Drive An SUV, Period.  Do Not Buy, Rent, Borrow Or Lease An SUV.  Do Not Test Drive An SUV.  Do Not Point At An SUV.  Do Not Look At An SUV.  Pretend There Is No Such Thing As An SUV.  Either Walk Or Ride A Moped.  Nobody Calls The NCAA If You Ride A Damn Moped.

 

Check out this past weekend's suh-weet ACC pig scoreboard ... My Beloved Cavaliers 39, Georgia Tech 38 ... Wake Forest 32, Tar Holes 31 ... NC State 34, Criminoles 28 ... Maryland 37, Climpson 20 ... Idle 77, Duke 0 ... Thank you all for playing and we have some lovely parting gifts for you.

 

Looks like Cardinal McGwire is packing up his robes and calling it a career.  Fifth on the all-time tater list with 583 moonshots, Big Mac was The Man in 1998 when he chased 61, the holiest of holy numbers in baseball lore.  Little did we know then that 70 wouldn't last three years let alone thirty.  But he's almost always been banged up somehow or another and his knees are shredded wheat by now so first base is officially available in St Louis.  You think the Cards have Jason Giambi on speed dial ???

 

Well, son of a gun, I guess Lou Holtz was finally right ... His team did sip compared to his upcoming opponent.  Long-time Lou watchers know all too well that His Weaselness loves to poor mouth his own squad in the days leading up to a big game hoping he'll catch the other guys overconfident.  And he absolutely killed his Cocks all last week leading up to their big Saturday night home posedown against SEC bully Florida.  Final score ... The sky fell.  Gators 54, Chicken Littles 17.

 

See ya nexted week ...

 

Robert E Hunt Jr

 

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