Spotlights

Monday, November 22, 2010

Brett Favre - Forrk please - he's done

Vikings.com Screenshot Featuring Brett Favre -...Image by DavidErickson via Flickr brett brett brett!
By terrance Gavan - managing Editor
I don't even know what I saw on Sunday.
I watched Brett Favre discombobulate slowly over a roasted fire.
Spun round a la rotisserie, the pregnant pause in a short hysterical rant.
Gulped and goobered by his old teammates.
Put Brett on the grill, baste often and don't spare the heat.
Baste that blubbered old soul till he's shoe leather.
The Vikings are imploding.
Teammates dropping the f-bomb on one another like it was slaughterhouse 5 in Dresden.
Brad the Sad Childress can't get along with his diva.
And why that poor grizzled mook is still there only god knows.
Brett and his sexting only serves to place a nice plop on a season whirling down a big drain.
I give up.
Brett was doing some math in his presser after the game.
here's the math Brett.
The whole has to be greater than the sum of its parts.....
and it's not.




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Sunday, November 21, 2010

Too cold for football - Play Cup indoors

January 2001. Kicker Lui Passaglia & quarterba...Image via Wikipedia
By Terrance GAVAN
The CFL needs to reset their thinking.
First we need to get the grey cup back to an afternoon start
And then we have to get it to venues that can support an influx of idiosyncratic fans from across Canada.
Some of us don't use anti-freeze.
And it gets effin cold out in Edmonton.
This time of year.
The cup should be played indoors.
Period.
I will be in Edmonton this year.
Freezing ..........
Because they mandate a 4 pm start and the sun is down.
So even when we luck out with weather like we did in Calgary last year ... We still lose to the nite sky.
BC, TO and Montreal should rotate until Winnipeg gets a dome.
And no.
This is not a wimp blog.
It's a frank indictment re the length of a season that could end in October. BlogBooster-The most productive way for mobile blogging. BlogBooster is a multi-service blog editor for iPhone, Android, WebOs and your desktop
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Friday, November 19, 2010

The NHL is right – No one gets hurt in a hockey fight –Doh!

NEW YORK - NOVEMBER 14:   Sean Avery #16 of th...Image by Getty Images via @daylife
Pardon my Eruption ... but let's get real
Terrance Gavan
Apropos of a recent dust up between New York Rangers forward Sean Avery and Edmonton’s Lav ‘The Impalee’ Smid, fans, pundits and players are gabbing.
   “Avery’s gutless,” says one player.
   “He’s a worm,” says another.
   “Lemme at him … lemme, lemme at him … I’ll moider da’ bum,” spits Sylvester the Cat.
   “Edmonton Oilers defenceman Ladislav Smid didn't skate Monday morning at Millennium Place in Sherwood Park after taking a sneak punch flush in the kisser from New York Rangers antagonist Sean Avery Sunday,” writes the Edmonton Journal’s Jim Matheson. “He might not play against the Chicago Blackhawks on Wednesday.
Edmonton oilers, #5 Ladislav Smid, DefensemanImage via Wikipedia
   “While the Oilers aren't throwing out the ‘concussion’ word, Smid did take a ripping blow to the head from Avery and had to be helped off the ice at Madison Square Garden.”
   First, I couldn’t give a tinker’s diddle about Avery.
   Take a close look at the wording of the pundit.
   Matheson whispers the “concussion word” almost as if he’s trading freemason secrets.
   Grab a pair Jim.
   I saw it six times and I’ll guarantee that Smid has a concussion.
   The Oilers won’t open it up because of new rules instituted by the NHL to take care of players who suffered head trauma in the line of duty.
   Duty in this case should not include the delivery of an unimpeded haymaker thrown at the head of an unsuspecting combatant.
   It’s odd.
   The NHL policing concussions while supporting legalized pugilism.


Monday, November 15, 2010

Who CARES about the Cobwebs? Let's Talk about Beausejour Curling!!

Gimme a break, Shameless O' Braggart:
 
Who CARES about the Cobwebs?
 
Focus on teams that matters in leagues that matter. 
 
For instance, in the Beausejour Men's Thursday night curling league, the Pierce rink is poised to win its first game of the year tonight at the SunGro Centre in Beausejour.
 
That this is considered news of importance is rooted in the build-up of tension that has occured the past four Thursdays (not to mention a good portion of the last half of the 2009-10 season). "If I could just get my sweepers to listen to me, we would be fine," stated the skip, who appeared to be in a slightly metacognitive mood last Thursday after a last-shot loss to the Versluis rink.
 
"I make all my shots," he said, "but it's really hard to find good help nowadays."
 
The team's press manager also reported that two of the four curlers will be away, "indefinitely due to stress-related causes."
 
More on this tomorrow morning.
 
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A weekend of yadda yadda yadda

By Terrance Gavan - PTE Managing Editor
Okay so how does it feel to be Jason Garrett the erstwhile interim coach of the Dallas Cowboys.
You've won your NFL debut over a pretty fair team - New York Giants - and from William Rhoden in the New York Times some timely speculation about who's ultimately going to coach this team.
Is it Bill Cowher (former Steelers knock) or will it be the booth guy John Gruden.
Or, says Rhoden, it could be - and should be - former Colts' honcho Tony Dungy.
Yeah, so take the W while you can coach Garrett.
Cos apparently you don't deserve no frickin' respect.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Fighting should be banned in the NHL - Period

Another Youtube NHL hockey brawl - ain't it all just effin grand?
By Terrance O'Gavan - PTE Managing Editor

The Sean Avery sucker punch and the crap that follows is a disgrace and an embarassment.
So much said ín the space of this two minute video is exasperating and embarassing.
In no other sport in the world is such bullshit behavior rewarded  in such frozen terms.
Soccer?
Gone!
Football?
Gone!
Basketball?
Gone!
Baseball?
Gone!
Hockey?
Apparently it's just another day at the rink.
Sucker punches. Fights.
Kunckle-dragging pissant pugilists getting $1.5 million per annum for doing nothing.
Except answering the bell when another pissant knuckledragger like Sean Avery gets outta' hand.
Disgusting.
Uninteresting.
No talent.
Boring.
Humiliating.
And just plain ugly.
This is why hockey is not regarded as a sport.
More likely to be viewed as trailer park trash.
By the rest of the world.
We have removed fighting from all other organized sports.
In Canada we treat our youngsters to the You Tube extravaganzas seen below.
It's batcrap crazy.
I'm sick, tired and flummoxed by a sport that feels the sheer beauty of the game is not enough to draw fans.
So the league refuses to deaL WITH IT.
SPOUTING TIRED OLD DOGGEREL LIKE: We need it.
Players need it.
It stops the cheap shots.
It's fan friendly.

Yard Darts and Relative Dysfunction - Rev Donald Francis Gavan

By Terrance O'Gavan - PTE Managing Editor
Oh my .. what an awesome discovery - alcohol and
yard darts don't mix. Not my cousin Tom Proulx ...
but it could have been!
Reprinted from the Highlands Communicator some time ago
Okay, so some of you may remember yard darts.
It was a lovely little “fun for the whole family sport” which raged round backyards in the late seventies and early eighties. It was a staple at many family parties.
Yard Darts are 12 inches long with a weighted, pointy metal tip on one end, and three plastic fins on a rod at the other end. The darts were tossed underhand toward a horizontal ground target, where the weighted pointy end hits first and sticks into the ground. The target is typically a plastic ring. Less typically, but more or less frequently, dependant upon the level of alcohol consumption, the heavy, piercing, two pound projectile would find other, more entertaining, places to land. The family heirloom crystal punch bowl, Aunt Neddy’s unsuspecting 18-year-old Siamese cat, the windshield of Uncle Tony’s 1965 vintage Porsche or the newly installed $5,000 bay window on cousin Edwina’s solarium.
For those of you too young to remember the fun – since Yard Darts were banned in Canada in 1989 – it goes something like this. Picture a yard filled with a dozen or so semi-toddlers, 26 scrambling teenagers on summer hiatus from strict Ritalin regimen, eight doddering seniors, twenty to thirty middle-aged adults in erratic and various states of inebriation, three dogs, two cats and two teams of three twenty-something cousins, each with beers in hand, at opposite sides of the rambling yard. Now picture a brightly colored fire-engine-red projectile with a heavy metal sharpened tip whistling with whispered finality toward earth, from a 93-foot orbit, and into this cacophony of oblivious humanity.
Hasbro, or Mattel or whoever made the Yard Dart version of the game suggested placing the target hoops about 50 feet apart or “further dependant upon skill level.”

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Vitamin-fortified junk food – hallelujahs for techno cuisine

This is a deep fried Mars Bar - invented in Scotland
that hotbed of haute cuisine. It can now be fortified
with vitamin a, b, c and d ... anti-coagulants and anti-
cholesterol stuff. Also on the way - friendly gravy!
Bonbons, butts, buckshot and bullets – on becoming consumer friendly
By Terrance Seamus O’Gavan
Health Canada is investigating the efficacy of adding vitamins to junk food.
About time too.
Good stuff like potato chips, double-dipped chocolate covered cheese-puffs, and cotton candy have been taking some hard knockin’ raps of late.
Woebegone naysayers in Canada’s meds profession are already manning the ramparts, and calling on the organics cognoscente to fight this trending toward totalitarian technology.
“I think that almost certainly what it will lead to is the fortification of junk food, of highly processed food, that really we should be discouraging the consumption of,” says Dr. Yoni Freedhoff, medical director of the Bariatric Medical Institute in Ottawa.
Horse hooey. What a namby-pamby.
Relax and abate good doctors. The people like it.
Forget all that useless claptrap about apples and oranges, broccoli and carrots.
Forge ahead. Get with the program. It’s 2009 for god’s sake.
Your kids hate parsnips and pomegranates. They love Pringles, Pez, peanut brittle, and popcorn. Add a bit of Vitamin D, some Human Growth Hormone, a spackle of Vitamin C, B12, garlic, and testosterone to that 550 gram Mars bar, and voila!
Your compost and rubbish diet is fundamentally fortified with a mélange of anti-aging, cancer-battlin’, weight-wackin’, cold-crunchin’ and swine-flu fightin’ agents.
Win-win. Junk food crunched to healthy living.
The paradigm spins. Mottos move. A 21st century campaign is borne.
“A Snickers a day keeps your doctor at bay.”
And why stop there for god’s sake.
The good news is spreading.
The gun lobby is on board. Like Season Shot, an ammo supplier. Years ago they came up with bird shot made from oregano, garlic, onion, pepper and other spiced treats.
Check out Season Shot’s startling new ad: “Ammo with Flavor! Season Shot is made of tightly packed seasoning bound by a fully biodegradable food product. The seasoning is actually injected into the bird on impact … When the bird is cooked the seasoning pellets melt into the meat spreading the flavor to the entire bird.” Whoeeee! And it comes in a wide array of flavors.
Now, gun makers are jumping on board this techno train.
National Rifle Association stalwarts Remington, and Smith and Wesson, are even marketing a safe bullet. You heard me.
A spokesman for Remington, Cleveland Gusto, says that all of their bullets –even those flak-jacket piercing, cop-killing, tightly-wound titanium-alloy 44-aught loads – will now be injected and fortified with vitamins C, D and E, a broad-base antibiotic, and a full 100-milligram dose of Anti-Inhibitor Coagulant Complex, an agent that speeds clotting in trauma victims.
“Drive-by deaths are on the rise in North America,” says Gusto. “In an effort to help appease this upward trend in senseless carnage, we will now be using a beneficial clotting agent to give innocent bystanders, cops, firemen, and other collateral damage victims some extra time after receiving a typically fatal gunshot wound.”