I think Roger Goodell got punkd. Here he is, last year and Tags decides to bequeath him the NFL, this golden egg of sporty goodness – the one league that everyone points to and says, this is what is right – and then, after all the tees have been crossed and the keys handed over and after you creep over the warranty time, ka-bloey! Everything blows up at once.
First you’ve got the whole Pac-Mac Jones and Tank Johnson messes, then some HGH crap and, lest you forget the whole Vick debacle and this is BEFORE the season even starts! And now, just one week in you’ve just had the biggest crap pile dropped on your desk when its relieved that the Patriots are just a bunch of cheaters.
On a side note, I’ve always called them cheaters but that’s only based on anecdotal evidence, i.e. the “tuck rule,” but you can’t hold that up to much salt because I also called the Ravens cheaters after they had Tony Siragusa SIT on Gannon’s shoulder.
But I digress. I’m actually finding this whole situation to be quite comical. Apparently it’s been something that’s been whispered about for years now and there’s been some pretty convincing visual evidence to it too. That just begs the question: if they were cheating, then why didn’t they win ALL of their games? I mean, would that have been too obvious? Did they purposely lose a couple games here and there so they wouldn’t blow their cover? And did they cheat at the Super Bowl? And where they that bad and that desperate that they had to cheat? I’m sure there are other teams out there doing the same thing and now that the NFL is onto one of them, they’ll probably cool it for a while or maybe even get smarter with their spying efforts. I can’t wait to see how this all plays out.
And I can’t help but think that somewhere Paul Tagilabue [I love his name…it rolls off your tongue. Like Isabella Rosselini] is somewhere, leaned back, shaking his head and thinking, “I got out just in time. Suckers!”
Anywho, so remember last week when I mentioned that I won 20 bucks? Well I can now happily announce congratulations to Steph and Tim on their engagement! Yay! She had txted me on that Saturday but since my phone was at the spa otherwise known as Verizon Wireless, I didn’t get it until an hour after the fact, which made me the last person to call back. But the funny thing was the first thing she said to me was “I owe you” because sometime last year we had made a bet on who would get engaged first, me and the bf or her and Tim [I bet on them and she bet on us]. She felt good because she was the one holding things up and I felt fantastic because our distance was holding us up. We made it official [I created a document for us to sign and she supplied the “notary” stickers [which were just round snowflake stickers but whatever] and the amount was the 20 bucks.
So when I called her, the first thing I said was where’s my money? We mentioned the bet a few times since we made it but stopped when Tim overheard us and we had to make some stupid thing up to distract him. I just never mentioned it to the bf until I told him that I won the bet.
I’m excited for another wedding though. I’ve always loved weddings, especially when I was single. Weird huh? I wonder how Hapa Jenny’s wedding plans are going. I should scoot on over and call her sometime. This should be a lot of fun.
Today’s lunch consists of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and by goodness I am excited about it. Sometimes after the all the complex recipes and fancy sandwiches all you want is a bowl of cereal and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Though I have been craving some risotto lately. I’ve got to try making that sometime. That would be so good and then can you imagine all the possible spin off dishes I can make with that base? Roasted chicken and veggies, the shrimp and zucchini I had at Pasta Pomodoro that one time, spinach! The possibilities are endless.
And now I’m starving.