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Oh snap! Another 2-0 week and all of the sudden I'm the Big Dog. I'm ashamed to admit that, after a blackout-laden
Saturday, I did not follow through on my promise to deliver my nuts personally to Shawn's chin after the Bengals beat
the mighty Chiefs... I was too busy curled up in a fetal position to gloat. But that's what this space is for,
after all!
Shawn had a perfectly dismal weekend, scoring four TDs but winning zero games. He suffered the aforementioned
shameful and humbling defeat in a bag-to-bag matchup against me, and Detroit got spanked by Seattle. They're only
going to get worse, but luckily Shawn has KC and their pansy schedule to lean on down the stretch. Shawn has reportedly already
been shopping for Lions paraphernalia... rumor has it he's got a nice Jason Hanson jersey picked out. Great
choice F. Shawn!
Colin found a way to get a the only other win besides my two - how, you ask? Why, courtesy of Randie and his
constantly underachieving Buffalo Bills! Houston is scrappy, and they have no business being this good... but
Buffalo is pathetic, and they have no business being this bad. Colin's lucky Houston stepped up, because The
Tuna got grilled by Belichick and his former team, the Patsies - the loss was about as embarrassing as it's going to
be for Colin to try to paint that horrible red and blue steer thing that Houston calls a logo on his face.
Awwwwww - poor Swanberg was winless again this week. The only sure things in life are death, taxes and Randie
wearing dark plastic under his clothes this summer. Considering how terrible his teams are, I just don't see
how he can recover. Hefty Hefty Hefty! (wimpy wimpy wimpy....)
On to the BAGGAGE!
Lenny (13-7, PF:408, PA:399, TDs:43)
Carolina (8-2): It hurt a little to root against the Ol' Ball Coach, but it was a lot easier
because he's coaching a team that wears ketchup and mustard uniforms like the Nolies. Carolina keeps finding a way to get it done, and I am perched
squarely on the bandwagon. Monumentally bageriffic matchup with Colin and The Tuna this week - I've already
got a Viagra order in for Delhomme and Davis because if the Panthers can keep it up, I'm home free.
Shawn (12-8, PF:472, PA:416, TDs:57)
KC (9-1): The Chefs have to be wondering just what the hell hit them after an embarrassing loss
to my Kitties on Sunday. Their secondary got lit up like a $5 rock in a crackhouse - they made Peter Warrick
look like a #1 draft pi... oh, wait, he was a #1 pick. The Chefs better pull themselves together, because the
resurgent (leave me alone, I can dream) RAIDERS visit Arrowhead next week.
Colin (11-9, PF:355, PA:402, TDs:39)
Dallas (7-3): Finally, Dallas is starting to come back to Earth. Colin's mom, I mean Quincy Carter,
threw three second-half picks and Dallas ate a goose egg for the second time in 22 days... keep deep-throating
'em Tuna! My Panthers are up next in a late-season, make-or-break bagathon.
Randie (7-13, PF:295, PA:449, TDs:32)
Arizona (3-7): Wait, did Arizona even play on Sunday? Oh yeah, they gave up 392 yards to Kelly
Holcomb, even though Cleveland released their leading receiver this week and their former starting
running back got stabbed by his wife yesterday. I bet the FBI tortures enemy combatants by forcing them
to watch this team's games. I'd rather wait on line at the DMV than be subjected to the Cardinals.
Arizona is where Garbage Bag contestants go to die. |