MLK has been very good to both Jet fans and Foxx fans alike. The past three Martin Luther King Junior memorial days have really sparked New York in the right way; each one producing a playoff victory and a berth in a championship game. Three years ago we had Giants, I was at was then known as the inglorious Mo's Caribbean, but the past 2 years I have found myself at The Wharf, and we get along pretty darn well.
So well in fact that I have gone 4-0 at there the last 4 Jet playoff games. My only miss: the AFC championship loss to the Colts last year. I plan on making it 5-0 this Sunday Mark Sanchez wins playoff games on the road, Foxx Lang wins playoff games at the wharf. You know, just your average weekend, putting New York on my shoulders and fighting racism. They say blog with your head not your heart, but today my friends, is all about heart. Mark Sanchez owns the most road playoff victories in NFL history, and its only his second year. Mark Sanchez owns the best playoff beard in the NFL*, and it’s only his second week. Foxx has great playoff stubble…and it’s only his second week (sigh). The playoff stubble has at least one more week to grow into a beautiful foray of facial hair completing my already flowing locks. Straight up though, I've never seen a more badass, satisfying Jets win in my life. Yesterday was pure ecstasy. It had everything: theatrics, the "OH NO" moments, big plays, hard hits, and most importantly it was against one of New York's most hated rivals. It was beautiful in a game where they played as close to perfection as I have ever seen them play before. Also, I love that the Jets have adopted Eminem's Not Afraid as their theme song, I've enjoyed that awful song since it came out.
"SAME OLD JETS; going to the AFC championship for the second year in the row, the only difference is we plan on winning this one" - Rex Ryan
Things that have since become clear about the HC of the NYJ:
This is the best coach the Jets have ever had....and it’s not close
Rex cries more than a 15 year old girl
Rex eats a lot of snacks
Rex is very very slow
Rex will be the HC of the NYJ for the next 10 plus years
Rex has made the Jets appointment TV and given them an identity
I have more faith that RR will have his teams prepared than I have been with any other Jet coach, and that includes Bill Parcells
Rex is a very giving lover
As per CBS: Jan. 16, 2011 9:29 p.m. - Tom Brady consoling a crying Wes Welker; Looks like Welker put his foot in his mouth. Unless Welker plans on wearing his jersey to watch the Jets this week, his days in uniform are done for the season.
And finally, a video to take us home. Bart Scott is the new Clubber Lang. He's like a caged animal. And I love it.
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So I have two cats, got them about two years apart from each other. Both of them are quirky characters that don't exactly exude any of the traits of a normal Felis Catus, and they are on the upper echelon of good looking cats. One of them sleeps/rests on top of heads, attempts to fixing your hair, drinks out of the sink and sleeps in the bathtub....actually that may be Drew (they are close). The other is an adult yet half the size of a normal cat, silent meows, and farts (see below) constantly. Neither really understands space restrictions or boundaries. Scout, the first cat, becomes your head pillow for the majority of the night. Boo sits and sleeps on your neck, and that’s the only place that she will be near you. As you can see, my pet’s names have a theme to it. At any point in the night you could find yourself in a headdress of cats suffocating you....but they're so darn cute!!! I have a problem. Moving on, I have a theory behind this. I rescued these cats from certain death, and these kill cats are so eternally grateful for the life that I gave, and subsequently spoiled, them with that they feel the need to get much much closer than we want them too. And since like the NFL this is a copycat apartment, they rival each other in spacial boundaries. These dang kill cats can't get enough of us, and to think, all I really wanted was a lap cat.
Times when Boo farts:
Sleeping
Sleeping
Scared
Relaxed
Too Relaxed
While eating
When Purring
Walking
Jets Victories
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So I have a new move when I get drunk. Between 1 and 2 AM on any given night I will FACEBOOK LIKE everyone’s status on my phone. It doesn't matter what you write, if it was even in the least bit entertaining I like it. Sometimes I don't even bother reading them. I'll like anything. Eating a PB+J. Like. To sick to go out. Like. Feeling Fine. Like it. It can be anything about anything from anyone. Most of the time I like the status of people that I have absolutely no connection to anymore. My LIKE fetish kicked in hardcore this weekend. I liked 23 people Saturday, and another 27 Sunday night. I even made my Facebook status "Time to like some status'" Why I do this I am not sure, but I LIKE IT. (Sorry, I tried to resist) If you made a status sometime during a weekend and we are friends there is a good chance that I'll like it. Will you be the next person to get liked? I hope so.
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Random tangent section of the blog:
- I learned today that my father watching Two and a half man all the time claimed that he found it very funny. I didn't think anybody actually found that show funny, let alone popular. I always thought CBS was too afraid of Charlie Sheen and his secrets to cancel the show.
- Questions that I've thought of recently that can't possibly have an answer
Who was the first person to touch fire? What is space made of?
How do you make water?
Who was the first guy to die?
How many ants are there, exactly how many?
How do you make water?
Who was the first guy to die?
How many ants are there, exactly how many?
What happens if the sun burns out?
-Some rapper just beat out Mike Tyson in the "Stupid Face Tattoo" department
- The movie price in Manhattan is now 13 dollars. It is a crazy amount of money to spend on a movie that could possibly be a train wreck of two hours. True Grit however reminded me of why I still spend the money, and will every time. I loved every minute of True Grit, always been a huge fan of the Coen brothers already, but this movie was riveting. I made a movie review a few months ago about The Next 3 Days, but this is better. The point I'm trying to make is that what made TG so special, other than the fact that it was a fantastic flick was the allure of being in the theater. No cell phones (hopefully), no distractions, dark room and a huge screen. When a movie is good, its becomes that much better when your watching it in the theater. True Grit could have just been good at home, but on 86st St, it was amazing. It's the reason why I will keep going to the movie theater every time there is a movie I really want to see....until it becomes 20 bucks.
- Did you know that MLK graduated from high school at 15.
Artistic pic of the blog: TWOFER!
(EVEN THE TREES WERE ROOTING FOR THE JETS)
Pleasantville, NY
Pleasantville, NY
