It's been a about month since Flip and I wasted an hour or so of your time enjoying the sounds of our own voices gabbing about sports and junk. To kick off the new year, however, we decided that it might be kind of fun to do, wait for it, the same damn thing. So, let's check the whine list and see just what we think we know we're talking about this time around. Sure, some of the stories are a few weeks old. But it's our unedited, unrehearsed and ill-prepared opinions that are fresh out of the oven. Mmm, you can almost smell the brain fart.
The NFL regular season is over, the Bucs were one win away from embarrassing themselves in the playoffs (Thanks, Detroit!) and the post-season picture is set. We break down the remaining 12 teams (12 teams, right?) with our usual dizzying intellect and deductive reasoning to name the two contenders in the Super Bowl and actually go balls out and pick a winner. Book your tickets to Vegas, baby. I smell early retirement (Warning: Picks are for recreational purposes only. Flip and Bill are not responsible for lost life savings or college funds, destroyed marriages, or nose-dives off the Skyway Bridge).
All of college football is in the books minus one game (cough, take Auburn and the points, cough). Between the two of us, we managed to watch every single bowl game from the Poinsettia to the Rose. Also? We're dating Erin Andrews, Ben Roethlisberger won the Bart Starr Award and about 45 minutes in to the show, monkeys fly right out of Flips butt. Seriously, it was like the Wizard of Oz in there. His poor butt. Insurance won't cover that, either. Where was I? Oh, we share our much anticipated thoughts on the bowls we actually did see, why Urban Meyer left and whether or not we need a playoff system in college (spoiler alert: hell to the yes).
PLUS: Is Will Muschamp good or bad for UF (Can Gator Nation truly love a former Georgia Bulldog? Hey, we all did stupid shit in college. Like this one time after I was downing Cisco, a buddy of mine and this other chick dared me to put my...never mind), the future of the Tampa Bay Rays (Hold on, let me see who's left...BJ! Whew, nobody's better at striking out looking. Plus we giggle when we say his name. What, like you're so mature) and we discuss what we did over the Holidays. Stories include: The French Quarter, Karaoke, Mexico, shots, nipple-twists, motor-boats, BBQ, Elvis, vomit, ATV's and balloons shaped like wieners. Jesus would be proud. Or pissed. But definitely one of the two. Happy 2011.
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