Well, I don’t know about you, but MY bus was pretty damn quiet this morning.
1. When Ben was carted off the field looking cross-eyed as he was clearly trying to tell if the birdies circling his head were robins or parakeets or God forbid pigeons, did anyone else think of this cross-eyed dude from The Waterboy?
I’m pretty sure that you could have asked Ben, “What day is today?” at that point in time and he would have said, “Curious George doesn’t have a tail, but monkeys have tails. Why doesn’t Curious George have a tail?”
2. And how shitty was it that Ben was CLEARLY knocked out due to helmet to helmet contact and there wasn’t a flag to be found? OR, the decision by the powers that be to review Asshat Holmes’ catch in which he took SIX WHOLE STEPS inbound before going out of bounds. Talk about trying to break our momentum as we attempted to take the lead before the half was over. Refs sucked.
3. What the PG dubbed as Fumbleitis, I call Doofusisdom. Poor Hines.
His most awesome game in recent memory (hello, 30 yards with ONE shoe, followed by running like the dogs were after his ass and leaping over the goal line!) is squandered by the likes of Asshat Holmes and the Continued Muffing of the Punt Returns, Tyrone Carter and Willie Parker …AND Nate Washington (though I more blame the refs for that one).
On the bright side, if they keep losing, tickets for the second half of the season will be much easier to come by and much cheaper.