Showing posts with label Super Bowl XLVI. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Super Bowl XLVI. Show all posts

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Super Bowl XLIX: My Balls Are Perfect

Well, here we are.  The big day.  The day when the Seattle Seahawks and the New England Patriots take to the field for Super Bowl XLIX.  Big whoop.

I don’t know how you feel about this year’s contest, but I for one, couldn’t be more disappointed in the teams that made it to Phoenix.  Honestly, you’ve got loudmouthed asses who think they are gods.  You’ve got the media who fall all over nut jobs like, well, you name the jerk…

My disappointment is not only with the two teams but the League as well.  They know damn good and well who is responsible for the underinflated footballs and yet are withholding that information until after the game as Commissioner Roger Goodell says, because “We want the truth.  That’s what I think our fans want.  That’s what our clubs want.  And so what we want to do is make sure we find the truth.  If there are violations of the rules, we take them seriously, particularly when they deal with the integrity of the game and the rules.”

How effing mealy-mouthed.

The NFL is full of cheaters and beaters.  That’s the problem. 

The fans deserve far better than what they are receiving.  I used to get excited about watching the game.  Hell, I was lucky enough to go to Super Bowl XXVIII in 1994 when the Cowboys beat the Bills in the Georgia Dome.

There is no such excitement at Casa de Curmudgeon today and there’s no Super Bowl Party as in years past. 

If my rationale is lacking consider these 26 disappointing facts about this year’s Super Bowl.

Monday, February 6, 2012

Hey Gisele, Envision This


Last Thursday, Tom Brady’s supermodel wife wrote in a private e-mail, “My sweet friends and family, this Sunday will be a really important day in my husband’s life.  He and his team worked so hard to get to this point and now they need us more than ever to send them positive energy so they can fulfill their dream of winning this Super Bowl.  So I kindly ask all of you to join me on this positive chain and pray for him, so he can feel confident, healthy and strong.  Envision him happy and fulfilled experiencing with his team a victory this Sunday. Thank you for your love and support.  Love, G:)”

Bless her little heart.  She sounds like a wife who has her husband’s best interests at heart.  Not so fast.

Just moments after New England and her little Tommy got beaten 21-17 by Eli Manning and the New York Giants, she responded to taunts from a Giants fan with this potty mouth reply, "My husband cannot f****ing throw the ball and catch the ball at the same time. I can't believe they dropped the ball so many times."  

I could be wrong, but seems to me that Ms. Bundchen may pose topless in a Versace photo shoot, but she wears the pants in the Brady household.  Poor Tommy.

Earlier in the week, Brady said Gisele gave him some advice before he headed off to Indianapolis. “Throw the ball quickly,” he said she told him. “She doesn’t like it when I get hit very often.”  Oooooh!