when the unexpected meets the amazing

so, after i got done with this blog last night, i grabbed a beer and started to watch the New York Rangers. they fell behind of course, but for a change, they actually came back. fell behind again, but, holy shit, came back again. and then the game went into overtime. below are the highlights:

and in the true sense of the sun shining on a dog's ass, all 3 guys that scored for the Rangers scored their first goals of the season last night. long overdue would be an understatement. i'll be enjoying that beer later today.

all the while that epic early season win was going on, Ohio State was taking Penn St. behind the woodshed and ripping them to shreds. 63-14. i laughed the entire time as the kids from Penn St. looked like they just got out of the shower with Sandusky. i love a coach who doesn't mind beating a team, rubbing their faces in it, stomping a mud hole in them and walking it dry. 20 straight wins for Ohio St. now. life is good.

and at least for one glorious day, my sporting life was fucking fabulous.

Saturday Night Live last night was pretty good. nothing really stood out as fucking hilarious or horrible. i do think the douche commercial was pretty damn funny. if i find it on YouTube i'll post it on here.

ROH last night was excellent. the match between Davey Richards and Rickey Marvin was excellent. and the storytelling between Eddie Edwards and Kevin Steen was off the charts. and i do like how the Mike Bennett interference in the beginning of the match sets up the next week of television. always good to see that kind of continuity in television that's taped a few weeks in advance.

so, i'm a little behind on my Sunday as the adrenaline didn't go away until 3 or 4 in the morning. i have a ton of dishes to do (i've been a bit lazy the last few days), trash to pick up, cats to feed, and injured fantasy players to check on in the next 90 minutes or so. reminds me of my favorite saying from my mother in my youth...

busier than nine cats covering up shit in a windstorm.

that's the joy of having parents that came from briars.

tonight will be the usual Sunday night fare. Boardwalk Empire, Eastbound and Down, Homeland, Masters of Sex with a little Sunday night football as well.

hope everyone has a great day. i'm going to somehow try to sneak in some hockey today as my fantasy team pissed away a nice lead last night. hopefully i get some goals scored today. or my opponents' goalie shits the bed. if not, i see a 5-5 week. not what i wanted considering i'm playing the top team in the division.

enough of my babbling. adios.

music:

Beastie Boys - Solid Gold Hits

"The land of my fathers. My fathers can have it." - Dylan Thomas