Living in the year 2009 is awesome, when despite the fact that your friends live all over the country, you can still feel like you're in the same room drafting your fantasy teams. Whether you're doing it in person, or you're typing it in a little instant message chat, it's always funny to make fun of Haley for claiming to sell cigarettes to a third grader. That's the running joke that keeps on giving.
Here's my team this year, which I have taken to calling "Team Bounce-Back" because of all the fliers I took on people who I'm hoping will regain their past glory (Romo, Palmer, LJ, I'm looking in your direction):
QB- Tony Romo
RB- Chris Johnson
RB- Ronnie Brown
WR- Andre Johnson
WR- Donald Driver
WR- Devin Hester
TE- Bo Scaife
D/ST- Green Bay
K- Neil Rackers
QB- Carson Palmer
RB- Larry Johnson
RB- Lesean McCoy
WR- Muhsin Muhammad
WR- Jeremy Maclin
The only player I really coveted was Chris Johnson. He is my new favorite player in the NFL, and he was money for me last year (not as money as DeAngelo Williams, whom I cut and subsequently won the league for Kos- but still, he was pretty money.) I like my backup RBs, I think LJ is coming back this year, and when Brian Westbrook has his inevitable injury, McCoy could end up rocking the hossage like sausage.
OK enough fantasy talk, nobody gives a shit about anyone's team but their own anyway. But a few people have asked me what my team name (Philadelphia Daymen) means, so I would like to answer that question with a short video clip, from one of the funniest television shows in history. Kos and Haley will know what it means immediately, but for everyone else, this should clear it up. It makes me feel like a failure that whenever I huff spray paint, I can't come up with hilarious songs like Charlie can when he's under the same influence.
And now I need some help from you. There's a song by Goldfinger called 'Spokesman', and there is a guitar riff they play throughout the song, starting immediately with the first 3 seconds, and then a couple more times later in the song. It sounds really, REALLY familiar. I would bet my unborn child that this riff is sampled from another song, but I can't figure out which one. It kinda sounds like a part from 'The Grand Illusion' by Styx, but I don't think that's it though. This has literally been keeping me awake at night, trying to figure it out (well, either that or the aforementioned paint huffing is keeping me up. One of the two.) Here is the song, please give it a listen and help a brotha out. Alfonso, I'm sure you think Goldfinger sucks, but I would appreciate your help anyway.
Thank you and have a happy Labor Day weekend. Not drinking very much lately + Kos and Chelsey in town + opening day for KU football + I lost my big kid's job = time to get crunksauced. Like my man Dr. Dre would say, there are three types of people in the world: people who don't know something happened; people who wonder what happened; and people like us out here in the streets who make things happen.
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