Well Douggy Bombs has a new home, and it's good to start with a bang...
...That's what she said...
So here is this beauty in its entirety for Your enjoyment, inspired by tonight's depressing game, which as I'll explain, pissed me off for reasons other than the fact those inbred douchebags will be hanging around for at least another couple of days:
Boston is a fucking isolated depressing racist homophobic city otherwise situated in a windy and cloudy and cold climate, a town of many where the streets are empty, a place as cold in atmosphere as it is in temperature during the winter. It lacks transportation, it lacks attractions, it lacks things to do besides food/drink (and you wonder why so many New Englanders are fat). But most important it lacks class.
The Rays are still up 3-2 and one win seals the deal. While they will play this up as a dramatic win, it doesn't mean shit. It's no different than if they'd won 100-0, a win is a win you put it in the past and you WIN THE NEXT GAME.
Sportswriters are fucking idiots who have ruined sports forever with this sensationalist bullshit dramatic ass-smear campaign all over our TVs, newspapers, and internet. There is no such thing as clutch. There is no such thing as heart, there is only balls and you either have the balls to play in the game or not to play in the game, balls do not help you hit the curveball in the 8th inning and your heart don't do shit except get the blood to your brain. Jon Lester surviving cancer doesn't make him a better pitcher, Schilling pitching with a bloody sock didn't earn him any "brownie points" from whatever god you want to believe in that somehow made him pitch better, and that same god you chose isn't listening when you pray for your team to win a game. Of course they will chalk it up to all these bullshit traits they've made up, whether its curses or "heart" they always find a way to make the bullshit stink worse every year.
It's easy to write about things that don't exist, because no one can call your bullshit on it and tell you they don't exist without proof. Sportswriters have been milking that fat fucking Rosie O'Donnell sized cow for too long now and it's getting old. When these stupid comebacks and upsets happen so often and sports, there ceases to be anything surprising about them, and when they start and are stopped there is nothing surprising about that either. Both Comebacks and close out wins by the team leading the series are nothing new in sports, and the writers need to get it in their heads that it's run of the mill. Down 3-1? Find out how many times the teams involved put together a 3 game winning streak during the season and you see how common it is. Has absolutely nothing to do with heart.
And the city of Boston isn't an All American anything, except an All American Piece of Shit.
About Me
- Douggy Bombs
- Mientk-hattan, NYC, NY, United States
- i have a hot wife check her out we were having sex when this pic was taken (http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/8566/menkywifeps6.jpg) Q: What do chicks dig? A: Doug Mientkiewicz
Thursday, October 16, 2008
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