Week 1 err... week 3 results
AJ: Chiefs over Texans. Ouch. The Chiefs choke at home. Texans win 24-21. Talk about a pool buster: going 0-3 after starting 9-0 last year. The Sports Guy knew they stink; I was skeptical until today. Writes The Sports Guy:
Al: Broncs over Bolts. Horseys win, 23-13. Almost too easy, but Denver was a bit shaky last week. It wasn't a pretty game (Jake Plummer, franchise QB? Are you kidding me?) But with an arsenal of one offensive weapon, San Diego just isn't good.
Chuck: Minnesota over Chicago. Minny wins 27-22. I thought this was a slam dunk with the Vikes at home, and the game wasn't as close as the score makes it appear. I was a bit nervous, though, as da Bearss made the postseason on a series of freak comebacks two years ago.
Julia and Sorens: Philly over Detroit. Philly wins handily, 30-13. Good, solid pick. Roy Williams is just sick, a one-man circus-catch sideshow. I wanted to pick this game, but didn't (see below).
Thoughts: As an avid Eagles fan, I'm a firm believer that the football gods do, on occasion, punish fans for putting money on their team in a seemingly easy game. So I left them be.
Pat Somerall, a voice I love and that is great for Sunday napping, is sadly slipping into senility. I'm watching the ESPN night game, Bucs at Raiders, and he's had several WTF? commentaries. His play-by-play calls remain solid, they should just mute his mic on instant replay and in between plays in general.
Case in point: Tampa challenged a completion where a Raiders receiver made a diving catch on the sideline, coming to rest on the sideline. A replay clearly showed that his left knee landed a foot inbounds, followed by his thigh, making it a valid catch. Somerall says "well, his left foot is clearly out." The other commentators gamely ignore the comment, hoping it will pass. Thirty seconds pass and he reiterates his point, with more emphasis. An exasperated co-commentator finally says "Where, Pat? It's easily IN." An addled Somerall replies "It was before that, a ways before." As the game progresses, the two other guys in the booth are desperately trying to take all of the free air time, relegating Pat to muttering satements of agreement.
Weird stat of the day: Atlanta's football and baseball teams (Go Braves!) both won by a score of 6-3.
Standings:
Al 1-0
Chuck 1-0
Julia and Sorens 1-0
AJ 0-1
Houston (+8) over KANSAS CITY
The Chiefs stink. Some day, you will believe me.
Al: Broncs over Bolts. Horseys win, 23-13. Almost too easy, but Denver was a bit shaky last week. It wasn't a pretty game (Jake Plummer, franchise QB? Are you kidding me?) But with an arsenal of one offensive weapon, San Diego just isn't good.
Chuck: Minnesota over Chicago. Minny wins 27-22. I thought this was a slam dunk with the Vikes at home, and the game wasn't as close as the score makes it appear. I was a bit nervous, though, as da Bearss made the postseason on a series of freak comebacks two years ago.
Julia and Sorens: Philly over Detroit. Philly wins handily, 30-13. Good, solid pick. Roy Williams is just sick, a one-man circus-catch sideshow. I wanted to pick this game, but didn't (see below).
Thoughts: As an avid Eagles fan, I'm a firm believer that the football gods do, on occasion, punish fans for putting money on their team in a seemingly easy game. So I left them be.
Pat Somerall, a voice I love and that is great for Sunday napping, is sadly slipping into senility. I'm watching the ESPN night game, Bucs at Raiders, and he's had several WTF? commentaries. His play-by-play calls remain solid, they should just mute his mic on instant replay and in between plays in general.
Case in point: Tampa challenged a completion where a Raiders receiver made a diving catch on the sideline, coming to rest on the sideline. A replay clearly showed that his left knee landed a foot inbounds, followed by his thigh, making it a valid catch. Somerall says "well, his left foot is clearly out." The other commentators gamely ignore the comment, hoping it will pass. Thirty seconds pass and he reiterates his point, with more emphasis. An exasperated co-commentator finally says "Where, Pat? It's easily IN." An addled Somerall replies "It was before that, a ways before." As the game progresses, the two other guys in the booth are desperately trying to take all of the free air time, relegating Pat to muttering satements of agreement.
Weird stat of the day: Atlanta's football and baseball teams (Go Braves!) both won by a score of 6-3.
Standings:
Al 1-0
Chuck 1-0
Julia and Sorens 1-0
AJ 0-1
posted by TorryJ at 7:22 PM
4 Comments:
I am shocked, utterly shocked. Who knew that the Chiefs could lose to the Texans? At home?
Of course, Roy Williams is a bad ass. He's a Texas Longhorn and a native of Odessa, Texas, a town that has nothing but football.
I thought the Philadephia pick was pretty weak, too. I was just waaaay too easy. Oh well.
My understanding of the pool isn't really that great. But I'm participating because who really cares about $5. So, what I'm saying is even though I might be out now, I'm still making a pick each weak and talking smack.
J. and I should get extra points for these two reasons: 1) our pick blasted the spread, and 2) our pick was chosen by a woman (and what a woman!), who, through some bizarre chromosomal translocation event in a distant common ancestor, ended up with the spectator-sports gene that I seem to be missing.
Extra points!? This is not golf: There are no ladies' tees.
I hope she's able to pass that gene on, for the sake of your children. If they only inherit the "enjoys shopping" DNA ... I don't even want to think about it.
No worries—during the chromosomal translocation event, the "enjoys shopping" gene seems to have been lost. She enjoys shopping about as much as I do.
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