Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Reflections on a Maddening Weekend

Before I proclaim myself some sort of profit, I will start off by mentioning I chose 13 of the final Sweet 16: I flipped flopped Vandy and Tennessee in two pools, with USC and UNLV consistently bringing fire to my brackets (and what’s up with Jason Terry’s beige-ass brother anyways?). This leaves me woefully wedged in the upper-middle of the pack in the Deadspin and ‘the Score’ online joints, as teams like Nevada, Perdue, Indiana, MSU and Kentucky messed with my first round brackets. And Oral Roberts as a Hail Mary…sailed through the proverbial end zone.

That being said, my Final Four line-up of Texas A&M with the three #1’s, Florida, Kansas and UNC is still looking decent with the Tar Heels to win. I have Pitt upsetting UCLA, but my money game (literally) on the horizon is the Georgetown v. UNC tilt, upset-pending of course.

All in all, the conspicuous lack of true Cinderella is evident, but after a blahzay opening round (made interesting only by the disposal of Duke), the Saturday of basketball more than made up for it. Again, no big upset, but several bullets dodged and timekeepers that went and earned their money. And possibly the most violent shove ever given by a person who looks like they should be planning for their pension (not that anybody is bitter about that). I have to admit, I was on the phone during that last minute of the Battle of Ohio, talking about what Oden will do now that his season is over…oh, the Madness. At least Duke is out. That’s word to Arenas. Quick shout out to my man, Johl, who was courtside at the ACC Friday, taunting Shane Battier with this fact and promptly received a highly combustible response. But would you have expected anything less from an ex-Dookie? I don't care how long Roy Willimas leaves his starters in games, he can only approach the amount of asshole in one strand on Coach K's thinning dome. (by the way, great year Coach...lose with the best in the summer, it's only appropriate you lose with the mediocre now...)

And to the infamous Marty-Mar, happy born day. Like I text you earlier: damn, you old. Click this link, cuz it’ll remind you…in case you forgot. What you know about them sexy young ladies of a light-skinned breed? And you call yourself righteous...

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Marty-Mar!

First of all, thanks for the BDK birthday beats. Secondly, get off me!!! Guy, I keep telling you that you should take this blog and show it to someone at the Spectator, the local Dundas paper, or even one of the Toronto newspapers, and ask if you could do a non-paying gig. Just tell them you want to do a sports commentary that isn't so...blah, and will attract a younger reader to increase readership.

Having this blog being read by 4-5 people isn't doing a damn thing for you, and won't pay any of your bills. I told you before that you should do some sort of creative writing course just to get your foot in the door or to make connects in the writing field. You have a lot of free time on your hands and this would be the perfect time to try it and see if it will fail miserably, or actually work.

Don't take this the wrong way, but you are more inclined to be a pop-culture writer than an engineer. I'm not saying that you CAN"T be an engineer, I'm just saying...! I never hear you talk about engineering with any type of passion, if at all.

This shit right here - this is your strong point! You not doing writing professionally is like using the Terminator as a Wal-Mart greeter.

Give it a shot, and if these places diss you off...fuck 'em! Try it at a little start-up magazine in T.O., or on campuses, start your own shit. You have the intellegence, and vocab for this type of thing, so try it and see what happens. The worst thing you could hear is a sugar-coated "no". It wouldn't make your money/living situation worse. A yes could improve both of the latter.

Just try it. Both Rodney and I were confident that you could pull this off. Besides, it's time to stop running neck and neck with Brooks. He has his reasons for being in his situation and he's made it clear that he don't wanna work.(Good luck with that plan!) Can you say - no retirement funds, or homeless!!! Even he'll have to submit to working for "The White Man" at some point. (We live in North America...no way around it!)

I'm 33 now and you're right behind me in my rear view mirror running a close race. I'll do the stand-up comedy thing, and you do the writing thing and we'll see how it goes. TIME TO MAKE MOVES!!!

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