The Rays gave Tuesday night as good as they got Monday night handing the Red Sux a 14-5 manslaughter at Fenway Paaahhh-k, no doubt spiking 911 domestics in the Boston area.
"How did you get that black eye, miss?"
"Come on, ma'am. You're gonna have to do bettah than that."
"I got pegged in the noggin in the pah-king lot by a Rays home run ball."
"Now that I can believe. You have a nice night, now."
Manger Joe Maddon credited the offensive performance as, "...getting a little more perky," a term typically used to positively describe small breasts. What, don't give me that look. I don't make the rules.
That's 7 1/2 games the Rays currently have over the Red Sox and 1 1/2 games behind the 1st place Skanks with 24 games to go. Okay, I'm just going to say it. Am I the only one that thinks 162 games is a little much?
The Bucs host the Browns Sunday which is all but a definite blackout, inspiring smack-talk from a Cleveland journalist about how pathetic Tampa Bay fans are for not at least selling out the home opener. The reaction on some of the local airwaves is:
"When you're getting dogged out by a city like Cleveland, you know you're in trouble."
We have a slightly different take.
"When you're getting dogged out by a city like Cleveland, who gives a rat's ass?"
Hey, nincompoops. We're fans, not saps. When the people eat a shit sandwich year after year and perpetually return for more, what do you get?
The Cleveland Browns.
Speaking of empty smack-talk, the USF Bulls fans are already taking their blind-optimism to the airwaves fueled by their statement making week 1 performance against the powerhouse from Long Island coupled with the suspect victory by the Gators as a recipe for an upset of Biblical proportions. Two words, Bulls fans. Keep talking. David and Goliath makes for a nice bedtime story. But in the real world, sometimes the bigger they are, the harder they kick your ass. The last thing this Bulls team needs to be is over confident. Last Saturday the Gators got embarrassed by sloppy football 101 mistakes and are pissed off and ready to take it out on somebody.
Think the Cincinnati Sugar Bowl, but slightly worse.
[image-1]PLUS: The Boise State Bronco blowjobs continue, why saying "I'm sorry" reduces punishment and why do the people that ridicule athletes as mental midgets seem to be the same folks that give them broadcasting careers for being said athletes? Bitter? Us? A little.
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The Grind: If listeners were sold seats, we'd be blacked out.
It's been a year since The Grind first turned on the microphone. The Rays were hitting the skids, Flip had no kids, and we were on the 1010 grid. What a difference a year makes. All things considered? All good. No grudges. Only growth. A growth we may need to get checked out as a matter of fact.
So what do we have on the sports junk food buffet today?
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