Friday, January 09, 2004

TeeJay!

Nice start to the new year, and a wakeup call to my slack, er, ass.

Kobe as Carlton from the Fresh Prince is inspired. Inspired, I tell you. And I was right with you all the way on the rest of it, right up until you went upside Joe Gibbs' head. Joe Gibbs is above reproach, above witty banter, above all questioning, doubting, or any pontificating by football outsiders like us. Joe Gibbs is the Football Messiah, sent from Charlotte to deliver his children from 12 years in the wilderness, chasing false idols like the Fun 'n Gun, or Heath Shuler. And Joe Gibbs is pumped at the prospect of strapping on the pads and gettin' after it. He was positively giddy in his intro presser, and he laughed like a dainty little girl - which filled me with a glee borne of visions of Riggo 2004 sucking the will out of the Cowboy, Eagle, and Giant defensive fronts in the 4th quarters of games not yet even imagined. I have not been anywhere close to this happy as a Redskins fan since 1992.

And it's got to be Licensed to Ill.

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