Ass Rammed

As I sit here typing this, the Detroit Lions are getting raped by the St. Louis Rams on Monday Night Football. Sometimes I don't even know why I bother with this team. I seriously don't. Year in and year out, they continue to disappoint me. I always get my hopes up and then shit like this happens every year. I know, I know. It's just preseason. But as of right now, the Lions are 0-3 in the preseason. They can't score in the red zone again. The defense has looked horrible every week. The three stud receives have looked mediocre, at best, all preseason. Joey Harrington, who looked great the first two games, has played horrible tonight. I don't know, I just can't take it anymore. The Lions have never been to a Super Bowl. Never. They haven't won a championship since 1957. That's almost 50 years. I'm 21 years old, and the other three major sports teams in Detroit have won a championship in my lifetime. Since the Lions last championship, the Tigers have won four championships (1935, 1945, 1968, 1984), the Pistons have won three (1989, 1990, 2004), and the Red Wings have won three (1997, 1998, 2002). That is absolutely ridiculous to the nth degree. And as if it couldn't get any more ridiculous, the Lions have only one playoff victory in that same time frame. That isn't just ridiculous. It's ricockulous.

Enough about the Lions though, what a downer. I'm excited about hockey starting up again. I have started a yahoo fantasy hockey league. Leave me a comment here if you are interested in joining. I need some more people to join, so anyone who regularly comments on here is welcome.

I'm so angry about Hurricane Katrina. Since it's a K, it should be Hurricane Ken. There aren't enough Hurricane Ken's blowing and there aren't enough girls blowing Ken. One of these days, I am going to make a list that has a theme for each state in the union. The state of Florida gets the theme, Rock You Like a Hurricane by the Scorpions. I think that it's a fitting theme. I would also like to say that Rock You Like a Hurricane is my personal theme. It represents how I roll, as the kids say.

Well, I got nothing more to bitch about, except gas prices. I'll save that for another update though. You stay classy, San Diego.