LIVEBLOG: SECOND SHIFT MUSIC CITY SUN BOWLOSITY
Hangover at recovery level four. Thank you, sweet turkey sandwich, savior of foul stomach.
4:15 p.m. Damn you, Manos Hands of Fate. First you destroy Shawn Carney’s knee, then you make it close for the Falcons, who end up getting the fidooskie from Cal anyway. The only redemption could be seeing FSU fuck up their first punt and then go down to Kentucky…
…and Manos, we apologize. You take and you give with equanimity. 7-0, Kentucky.

4:57 p.m.: Fatigue’s kicking in with the “Here Come the Bells” guitar wank they play in the commercial breaks. Get Dragonforce to update it and we’ll be on board, especially since it’ll have eight thousand triplets in it and eight guitar solos in eight seconds.
5:05 p.m.: FIRE!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!
Matt Grothe: Coming! (Pours can of gas on brush fire, immolates entire neighborhood.)
USF’s defense needed some form of assistance from the Bulls offense. Grothe throws a pick six to effectively end the Sun Bowl. Because he is Matt Grothe, and when he is good, he is very, very good, and when he is bad you find yourself clutching a knife in your stomach and pleading WHYYYYYYYY? directly to the camera.
5:10 p.m.: Make that a can of gas and a topper of napalm. Grothe throws another pick on the next series.
5:28 p.m.: Drew Weatherford’s career in visual portmanteau–he is the man, and opposing defenses are the big woman in bike pants.
5:46 p.m.: Bobby Bowden’s putting on the headset! For a failed goal-line play! My god, this would be savory if Andre Woodson hadn’t had an aneurysm and thrown a pick six on the very next play. Again: Manos, you’re a fickle B-movie god.
6:10 p.m.: Bowden says the excessive celebration call against FSU “irritates the crap out of him.” Music City Bowl gold, mes amis.
6:17 p.m: The following was actually just said on ESPN’s halftime show:
Rece Davis, talking about Mark May: Cut his mike!
Lou Holtz: Cut his throat!
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Lou, you just fricasseed our brains.
6:53: Andre Woodson is playing like Art Schlicter with a pinkie on the line, and yet Kentucky is still up 21-14.












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I just woke up…what happened?
Comment by Annapolis Doug — January 1, 2008 @ 8:23 am
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To answer my own earlier question, they just said that Evel’s Caesar Palace jump (New Years eve, 1967) was 151 feet. So at 322′ 7-1/2″, he crushed that by more than double. He did it tonight as a tribute to The Toughest Suuunofffabitch Ever on the 40th anniversary of that jump.
Comment by ClwFlGator — January 1, 2008 @ 12:54 am
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38 seconds into that fight video is the funniest thing ever recorded on film
I’m just sayin’
Comment by PW — January 1, 2008 @ 12:54 am
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Typical guy, huh ladies? One climax and done.
Comment by Ed — January 1, 2008 @ 12:43 am
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Is it just me, or was that kind of anti-climactic? Damn, he made that look easy!
Oh goody, he is going again!
Comment by ClwFlGator — January 1, 2008 @ 12:37 am
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great call on the Peach Bowl prediction, Doug. almost nailed the score
Comment by PW — January 1, 2008 @ 12:37 am
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awww shit goin again
Comment by Jim-bo — January 1, 2008 @ 12:36 am
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This guy is so Now.
Comment by PW — January 1, 2008 @ 12:36 am
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OK. He loses 15 feet for a false start.
Comment by Ed — January 1, 2008 @ 12:32 am
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It’s not good that he looks kinda like Pauly Shore. Pauly has much better teeth though.
Comment by sonofsamford — January 1, 2008 @ 12:29 am
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if this is gonna be some world wide leader jerkoff im gonna be pissed this guy better jump
Comment by Jim-bo — January 1, 2008 @ 12:23 am
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Ed @ 107: but will the Australian government act like an Okie governor and make formal complaints?
Comment by DC Trojan — January 1, 2008 @ 12:18 am
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Dollars to doughnuts the PAC 10 replay official overrules the jump’s success.
Comment by Ed — January 1, 2008 @ 12:14 am
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its a shame that doug passed out and wasted that 22 dolla white russian HA
Comment by Jim-bo — January 1, 2008 @ 12:12 am
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all the ESPN preview sounds like a pre-emptive obituary. Just saying.
Comment by DC Trojan — December 31, 2007 @ 11:53 pm
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Now THIS is a new year’s countdown show! Sooooo much better than Dick Clark, canned network vanilla fakeness, and a stupid ball in NYC.
Racing, bull riding, and jumping 310+ ft on a dirt bike are SPORTS, everything else are games!
Comment by ClwFlGator — December 31, 2007 @ 11:44 pm
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Wow Doug you just topped all that I have seen on this blog, motorcycles and pakistani current events
Comment by Jim-bo — December 31, 2007 @ 11:43 pm
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Robbie Madison dies of head trauma at 11:57 PM EST.
I had under at 11:37 PM.
Comment by Annapolis Doug — December 31, 2007 @ 11:31 pm
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As probably 85% of everybody reading this fine blog knows, C.J. Spiller was a high school sprint champion in Starke, Florida, which is about 25 miles from the University of Florida. I nearly shat myself when he chose Clemson over the Gators. As Urbie has struggled to solve the ongoing question surrounding his team’s running game , The Answer is wasting his talent playing for Tommy at Klempson. Plugging Spiller into the equation with Tebow and Harvin would be like injecting jet fuel and oxygen into a California wildfire.
Comment by J.J. — December 31, 2007 @ 11:30 pm