Today at THT

Only two comments about the Stupid Bowl:

1. The counter-programming award has to go to The Learning Channel, which ran the following shows during the game: “Forbidden Love: Polygamy”; “My Husband’s Three Wives”; “Anatomy of Sex;” and “Mother Knows Sex.” Yeah, they probably got trounced by both the game and the Puppy Bowl, but it’s not for lack of trying.

2. I’ve never been that fond of the use of the word “speedball,” but for as clunky as it is, I don’t think I can ever forgive Springsteen for putting football lyrics in the first verse of “Glory Days” during the halftime show.

But that was last night. Today at THT:

  • Victor Wang has his second installment on valuing the draft, this time focusing on college vs. high school players. He fails to take into account, however, that you can’t pound the Budweiser with high school draft picks, which takes away at least 40% of their value.
  • Evan Brunell has the week in transactions. There’s always one in there that takes me by surprise. This time: the Mariners signed Mike Sweeney. Sweeney and I have a lot in common. We were both born in July 1973, we’ve both spent the entirety of our careers in backwaters, and neither of us have had a good year for a long damn time. I wish Mike well, as I’m sure he does me.
  • Finally, at Fantasy Focus, Derek Carty ponders when it’s OK to draft a guy who’s hurt or is likely to be. This article makes me feel so much better about taking Mike Hampton in the second round every year since 2003.
  • It has been a long, ugly football season (as they all are). But remember: if we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant. If we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. The football season is finally over. Pitchers and catchers report in less than two weeks. The world will make sense again soon.


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    Pete Toms
    15 years ago

    I passed on ” The Boss ” but I’m certain his performance put a lof of money in his and Wal Mart’s pockets.  What a phony.  I was raised working class and nobody in my community knew who the hell he was.  I moved to Ottawa to attend university in 1980 and met all these ghettoized upper middle class kids who mistakenly believed that he represented the “working class”.  28 years later I have yet to meet a Springsteen fan from the working class but they all eat up his sloganeering about the plight of the common man.  I’ll pass on the social justice commentary from a celebrity muti millionaire.  Wal Mart, I repeat, Wal Mart.

    APBA Guy
    15 years ago

    I was fascinated by Wipeout, which ran counter to the post-game nausea fest. Nothing like prat falls into mud while finishing that last beer to make you realize how low you’ll go with no baseball to watch.

    Ron
    15 years ago

    Backwater, Gracie???

    Craig Calcaterra
    15 years ago

    Relative to the competition, anyway.