Friday, October 14, 2011

Cain Vs Obama

In some alternate universe, you know this is happening...

Herman Cain wins the Republican nomination for president. If no third party candidate jumps into the race, everyone in America will be forced, if they vote at all, to vote for a black man.

Now I've already done it, and if you've voted the last couple years you've probably done it too. I'm not just talking about Obama, neither. That judge you picked could be don't know.

I wonder how that's playing out in that alternate universe.

Monday, October 10, 2011

View of Glenwood Canyon

From the gondola up to Glenwood Caverns Adventure Park.
Same view, but from on top of the mountain.

View of Glenwood Canyon

From atop Doc Holliday's gravesite.
Click to embiggen (to not much larger, actually; the stitching renders it down a notch).

And Doc Holliday's memorial.
Memorial...probably not his grave.

On the Bandwagon

Alright, I guess I'm on the Tebow bandwagon. The guy nearly single-handedly scored a comeback victory.

I still don't think the quarterback situation is why the Broncos suck this year. I still think all of this can be traced back to Pat Bowlen's decision to fire Shanahan. The ghost of Josh McDaniels haunts our nightmares. John Fox wants to join him.

The team has a lot of problems, a loosey-goosey defense with holes you could fly a 747 through, a running game that scares no one, and the receivers? They're not bad if you'd throw them the ball.

A guy at work was slamming fantasy football because it chisels away at team loyalty. He caught me celebrating last week after Aaron Rodgers shamed the Broncos D with two running TDs and several more passing. Was I mad? Yeah...kinda. Well, not really.

Don't get me wrong. The Broncos are still my team. But I'm glad I can divert some of my attention and my sports adulation, if you will, towards other players much more deserving of it.

Besides, I picked up Eric Decker after the season started, and this week, he didn't get me shit!

PS. If you want to read really good football commentary (rather than this shite), you gotta read Peter King.