Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Heading Home for the Hollidays
So whats the fucking point Tim?
Well that's a good question imaginary reader I've given a voice. The answer is Clifford Phyfer Lee.
At some point in your life you have to realize where you belong. We all spend some time in our lives in places we realize we probably never should of been, but that's part of the journey. You just better realize where the best place is. After Lee was traded away last year hes quoted as saying he never wanted to leave. Even said he wanted to finish his career here. Nevertheless he was a Mariner in the shitty weather of Seattle which was never a real fit for that Down-Home southern boy. Then the Rangers pulled a Phillies and went and picked him up in mid-July and rode him all the way to the World Series. At this point i really thought he was going to be a Texan for his whole career. The Phils had scorned him and traded him to Northwestern hell and now he had a team similar to them and was much closer to his home in Arkansas. But as the offseason began, thanks to the great hype and misguided reporting of ESPN, everyone KNEW he was going to be a Yankee. I mean they always get their man right? Who would want to be the idiot who didn't go to "greatest city on earth" and get paid the most money they could possibly get paid? It was so obvious that everyone, including myself, completely wrote off the team that he said he cared so much about. And you know what Cliff Lee did? He did what was best for him--unbelievable in this day of free agency and ridiculous amounts of guaranteed money.
Now don't get me wrong Lee is no Mother Theresa; the guy is getting paid 120 million over 5 years. But the amount of money he left on the table is enough to make Bill Gates shake his head. I really think he was channeling Winona Ryder in Mr. Deeds, "Anything over one billion is just gravy." And you know what, now that i type that, its kind of true. Especially when your sacrificing where you want to be and ultimately your happiness for a boat of gravy.
Also, just for a second, imagine that Lee has signed that contract we offered him last summer before we let him go. Do you think we then would have gone and gotten Roy Halladay the same day? Do you think that Cole Hamels would of had the same transformation he did last year? Would Ruben Amaro Jr then have gone out and picked up Roy Oswalt at the trade deadline? It's hard to say and its probable that some moves would have been made but the trade and signing journey that the Phillies pitching staff has had over the past year is remarkable and leaves them with one of the best pitching staffs of all time. Oh my.
I know Philadelphia and the whole country is reeling from this news but everyone remember to watch the Flyers and Shittsburgh Penguins tonight in the best matchup of the NHL season thus far. The Penguins are on a 12 game winning streak and the winner or this game will have not only the most points in the Atlantic Division but the entire league. Boucher vs. Fleury in net.
We love you Cliff Lee, Love Philadelphia
Tin Johnson
No Clever Title Needed: PHIGHTINS SIGN CLIFF LEE
PHUCK THE YANKEES, LOVE PHILLY
Monday, December 13, 2010
Mad Shit is Happenin!
The Birds handled the Boys on Sunday Night Football, fucking national TV's ass up for the third straight time. Had a little trouble in the 3rd, but DeSean "stung their asses" and LeSean put the game away late with some great runs. Stewart Bradley dislocated his elbow, and is likely out for the season, a rough break for our already rough defense. If anyone caught Vick's postgame interview with NBC's blonde bitch after the game, it was ridiculous to say the least. D-Jack was just standin behind him, throwing up the number 7 and talking about how much he loves Vick. Vick felt obligated to sing Jackson's praises as well, and it came off like two dudes who love each other just tellin the other dude how much they love each other, in like, a football way, ya know? Our three remaining games are @ NYG, and home vs. the Vikes and the Cowgirls again. Lookin like we could and should run the table. And with the tiebreaker over the Falcons, well, I'll just shut up now.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
We haven't posted in a while
Thursday, December 9, 2010
An American Wolf in Washington: Why Jayson Werth Took his Beard and Fled to Washington
· Lets just say ten shots of tequila and a case of Schlitz is never a good way to celebrate the first day of Free Agency
· The cheesesteaks were going straight to his thighs.
· Wanted to thank Obama for giving him and his $126 million salary a tax cut.
· Now when he’s playing leftfield he doesn’t have to deal with all those annoying fans talking and cheering the whole time.
· The whole playing games all the way through October was becoming a pain in the ass. It’s just way too cold.
· Accidently took the Broad Street line all the way to Erie and saw North Philadelphia for the first time.
· He had spent four years desperately trying to understand what bumbling Charlie Manuel was saying and just gave up.
· Was sick of being on a team where he was just as good as a short, chubby, Panamanian who can barely speak English.
· The Political scene was just too corrupt for him here.
· Hell, if Pat Burrell can leave and win a World Series anyone can.
· Had no idea it was Phillies fans that were cheering him whenever they were playing in D.C.
· After winning his second Cy Young Roy Halladay picked up batting and was slowly becoming a better hitter than he was.
· No one has had facial hair that epic in Washington since William Taft.
· Donovan McNabb was getting lonely.
· Fear of the Kensington strangler was becoming too much for him
· $126 million can buy a lot of cars, women and cable packages to watch the Phillies in the playoffs for the next seven years.
-Tin Johnson
Monday, December 6, 2010
J-Werth gettin his D-Nabb on, heading to DC
I'm sure you've all heard by now, but Jayson Werth signed with the WASHINGTON FUCKING NATIONALS on a 7 year, $126 Million contract. He's 31. And now he's gonna be on the Nats for seven years. Have fun with Obama and McNabb, asshole. More on this later.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sid "the favored baby child" Crosby
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Thanksgiving Break a.k.a. Gettin' My White Person On
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Guess whose back with a lot of F-Bombs?
Anyway, my last post was a hardcore hype article on the orange and black. It was only natural that right after i pressed that publish button they had their winning streak snapped and lost a couple of games. This is a perfect example, by the way, of why i am so superstitious. So I'm going to refer back to this the next time I make a ridiculous statement regarding knocking on wood and the outcome of a game. But, Overall the Flyers are still playing good hockey, we're just not as scorching hot. Last night was a big "fuck Canadians your only good for your beer" win. Its important to not let the Montrealians... Montrealites... Montre... whatever, those who live in Montreal, get an edge over us. They are a talented team and are way better than the squad we beat in the Eastern Conference Finals last year. Carey Price is finally living up to his Canadian borne nickname of Jesus Christ--Holy shit do they take hockey seriously up north--and the possible scrutiny he faced after the Habs traded away playoff hero Jaroslav Halak. But the main reason this is a big win? I hate seeing that little fucking twerp PK Subban look so smug. This guy reminds me of the neighborhood kid that's 5 years younger than everyone else but just wont shut up about how good he is and how much he wants to play with the older kids. We get it. Your young, evergetic and just a pain in the ass. Take a lesson from Richie and talk with your play not your overly rambunctious mouth.
In other news that makes me absolutely giddy, the Miami Heat are 8-6 and got blown out by the Indiana Pacers last night. HA. doesn't that just sound awesome? And you know what Lebron's brilliant insight to the situation? "we're not having fun right now." HA. This isn't your high school basketball team Lebron. You can't just meet up with two good friends who are talented and "fun" your way to an NBA championship. Seriously I know this guy is only 25 years old but he really hasn't matured past fucking high school. The only good thing is now ESPN's Heat Index is even more of a joke than ever. I give it a month before they rename the page "heat panic meter" and start pointing out their mistakes like they hadn't spent the last 5 months hyping this team. Goddamn it ESPN I'm sick of your analysis.
The final tidbit is a shout out to the spectrum. As I type this sentence they are setting up a wrecking ball in South Philadelphia to take down one of the cities most historic buildings (Fuck you Independence Hall). I really only went to Phantoms games at the stadium and saw some other events but it was always cool being there. Favorite memory would have to be seeing the John Stevens and the Phantoms win the Calder Cup in 1996, which is minuscule on the scale of all time Spectrum moments but too a seven year old kid it was unbelievable.
We will miss you Spectrum, i'm sure your way better suited as a motel and parking garage. Although The stadiums are gonna be a lot more fun in a few years.
Fuck Hoodrats being allowed in your house, Love Philly
Tin Johnson
Monday, November 22, 2010
Weekend Recap: Iggles take over first place, Flyers win in shootout, Denzel Washington is EVERYWHERE
They also traded forwards Pat Maroon and David Laliberte to Anaheim for former Flyer Danny Syrvet (who scored our only goal in the Winter Classic last season) and prospect Rob Bordson.
The Flyers face off against the Canadiens tonight at 7 at the Wells Fargo Center, and I'd love to see some Philly revenge for that shitty 3-0 loss last week in Montreal.
Also, did anyone else love seeing the Vikings arguing on the sideline and all around shitting the bed against the Pack? The crowd chanting "Fire Childress" in the 4th quarter was especially sad.
PHUCK NATIONAL TELEVISION FOR THE SECOND WEEK IN A ROW, LOVE PHILLY
-Sean
Friday, November 19, 2010
Wild One in South Philly
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Shameless Self Promotion
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Coy Yalladay
Halladay unanimously won the NL Cy Young today. I know most of you expected it but it's still pretty awesome. He is one of five pitches to ever win a Cy in both leagues.
Halladay went 21-10 with a 2.44 ERA and 219 strikeouts. His 21 wins were tied fot tops in the MLB. His ERA and strikeouts were a solid fifth. But perhaps what impressed me most this year was his Innings pitched (250.2), good for most, and his WHIP (1.04) which was only behind Cliff Lee and Roy Oswalt (1.00 and 1.03). He was a workhorse for the Phillies who won the most games in the league.
He will be feature>d on the cover of MLB 2K11. And with good reason. Roy pitched a perfect game against the Marlins on May 29th of this year. It was the second of the season and 20th in history. He also pitched a no-hitter against the Reds in the postseason- only the second in Major League history. Did you see his fucking ring?Pretty Badass. I didn't even know they gave out rings. I it's H2O but he's Coy Yalladay to me. At least until someone beats him next year. If they do. Oh yeah check it out. It looks legit.
Phuck Hits, Love Philly
J
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Monday, November 15, 2010
Reports on a great night to be a Philly fan!
Philz Update
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Carter signs 11 year extension
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Some hilarious shit
Monday, November 8, 2010
The Development of Claude Giroux
Weekend Recap
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Sports Reporting: Or the Search for Someone With a Brain
There are only two things as dumb as your average sports center anchor: Barney Gumble and my cat whose main source of entertainment is chasing his tail all day.
Now it’s probably not fair to be so cruel to the sports media- after all, they represent the most laid back form of journalism- however they just make it way too easy. I mean with names like Hannah Storm, Skip Bayless and Scott Van Pelt, I’m not sure if they're superheroes, porn stars, or anchors. Apparently it’s a thin line. The only analysts with normal names are the former players whose main issue is squeezing those extra fifty pounds they gained after retirement into their Versace suits. Their fight to remain relevant is more painful to watch an awkward sportsnation skit..
I understand the masculine aspect of sports, but the in-your-face epicness of the Sportscenter intro is WAY too much. It’s like a rocket ship of technology just burst through my TV screen with the movie phone guy yelling about last nights Pirates game. You don’t need to hype the highlight you’ve already shown 50 times. It’s too early. Tone it down a notch.
I cant limit my disdain to anchors and analysts. No, the announcers of the games need some attention as well. Do you ever wonder if they’re even paying attention to the game? It could be the seventh game of the World Series and they’ll be casually talking about last night’s buffet.
“Bottom of the ninth… Two outs… So Eric did you get a chance to try that bean dip earlier? FANTASTIC.”
Even if they are taking the time out of their busy schedules to talk about the game, their insight would make your grandmother cringe. “If he gets the puck to go in the net, he will eventually start scoring goals.” No shit Sherlock, I hope your enjoying your $50,000 paycheck. Not to mention they always sound like they’ve been drinking all day. If anyone has ever heard Gary “the Sarge” Matthews call a Phillies game, you know what I mean.
“Are you sure you need that third white Russian Sarge? Its only the second inning…”
But honestly nothing compares with the awkwardness of a 500 pound football coach stopping for an interview with a beautiful 20 year old blonde. It’s like watching your dad walk into a club and trying to hit on Paris Hilton. “yeah the offense was great in the first half… baby.” You couldn’t cut the awkwardness with a chainsaw.
Sadly, the only people in the sports media who actually have talent are the beat writers and columnists. But ironically their only camera time comes in news conferences when the camera is fixated on the star player. They’re lucky to get the back of their bald heads on screen for a millisecond. Then the only quotes they get are cookie-cutter clichés that I swear athletes and coaches alike memorize. I’m waiting for the day a columnist jumps over the podium and attacks Andy Reid.
“I DON’T CARE THAT YOU GUYS GAVE IT YOUR BEST EFFORT. PLEASE SAY SOMETHING ELSE!”
Maybe I was a bit unfair. My cat probably couldn’t give you the rundown of last night’s baseball scores. But I do know that he has never made a fool of himself on national television.
If only Scott Van Pelt could say as much.
Tinny Tan Johnson