Bit of a quick hit that I stumbled upon this weekend. Getting past the overwhelming cloud of Aquanet, process for a moment that the chick is the nominee for Vice President of the United States.
I have an ex who has big tits and is pro-life. Can she be nominated for VP too? She could probably run a good play-by-play on a Big 10 basketball game, too.
I don’t care about any of your political views. I really don’t. But…seriously? Couldn’t we have at least gotten the “Boom Goes the Dynamite” dude?
Every year, the Philadelphia Flyers spice up their rookie/prospect/Steve Downie camp with the Trial on the Isle – “an exciting training day as part of mini-camp for the Philadelphia Flyers prospects which included a run, kayak, and charity softball game.” Hell yes. If there’s anything that’s going to help take down Kid Jesus and his Disciples next June, it’s the fact that our organizations teenagers played charity softball eight months in advance.
Anyway, the Flyers website has about eleventy billion photos comemmorating the event, which probably means some lowly intern had to complete the triathalon himself so as to document a bunch of guys in orange in their invasion of Avalon, New Jersey. If not an intern, then maybe it was Jaroslav Modry looking for a job. Oh, he signed? Nevermind. Fine, it was an intern.
So while this may seem like a publicity stunt crossbred with cardiovascular endurance training, we here at MYFO have come to a startling revelation. If you might remember, two years ago the Flyers were awful. Like Tomb of the Dragon Emperor awful. As a reward for their sucktitude, they were granted a top 5 pick, which they spent on college boy James van Riemsdyk.
What a colossal mistake.
In spite of what Norb says, Lemont, IL isn’t the best town for experiencing all that this world has to offer. Christian Vande Velde can’t peddle fast enough to escape the banalities of the village. Diablo Cody had to escape to Minneapolis to write like a teenager. Likewise, I couldn’t wait to leave my Podunk town for college in Milwaukee.
Hey Pac-Man…go fuck yourself. Debbie will be doing ME tonight.
Huet, Khabibulin, and Crawford are the new checking line. Why?
We here at MYFO try rarely to be serious about things. We bring the funny. But there are times, such as now, where we stare at a piece of news and can find no humorous slant to take on it, because it’s just infuriating. This summer, we will be introducing a series of Open Letters to personalities around the NHL. As always, much love and respect to the artist formerly known as I Party With Smoot for the artwork. Today, we introduce the first in that series, an Open Letter to Gary Bettman.
Hey there, friends! Tonight we’ll be liveblogging the NHL Draft, as advertised. Be sure to join us just before 7 PM EDT as we get together for the final time this season and make fun of foreigners with funny names as teams pin their franchise hopes on a kid too young for pubes.
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