The Bucs are now at a holy-shit 6-3 record after nailing the door shut on the Panthers 31-16, completing the division sweep. Or so I've heard. Literally. I sat this one out and decided to watch football like my Grandma Dot used to. Laying by the pool with a boom-box and a beer cooler. Blackouts, shmackouts, you sissy-Mary's have got nothing to bitch about. When life hands you assholes and entrails, make a hot dog and chow down.
Speaking of blackouts, we've got three more to go this year and the media just can't figure out why*, what with all the winning going on and what-not. This just in: Tampa Bay fans are not morons, no matter what the elitist Northeastern douchebag desk-jockey's will tell you. Every team the Buccaneers beat has a losing record. Every one of them. And every team with a winning record beat the Bucs. Every one. So, pardon us if we don't wet our pants with glee and shell out a couple of Benjamins for a Sunday afternoon after a victory against the 1-8 Panthers. Don't get us wrong, we're happy. We're just not raid-the-kid's-college-fund-and-send-them-to-HCC happy.
This article appears in Nov 11-17, 2010.