Everyday Should Be Saturday

March 7, 2008

FRIDAY CHEESECAKE: MELISSA ETHERIDGE!

We kid in the title, though you may see in this post that she and her partner are playing the field by wearing conflicting team allegiances: one in an Ohio State jersey, the other in Michigan colors, ensuring that were you to see them getting it on this gear, you would vomit, then vomit again, and continuously vomit for the next three hours for not one but two reasons.

Your cheesecake comes from the ever reliable reef girls, but first: a musical tribute to culo from Pitbull.

Cheesecake after the jump: enjoy it and your weekends, as well.

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DOOLEY TO BECOME KING OF RUSTON, LA

Heredity is a widely misunderstood thing. For example, does one not think that taking the Louisiana Tech to a 5-7 record would get one the job of athletic director, too–unless you were young, radiating rays of coaching raygun hotness, and your last name happened to be Dooley.

And if you’re the son of a guy named Dooley who won a lot of games as a head coach, then golly, surely you can handle the dual jobs of both head football coach–a grinding, 20 hour a day gig even at relatively out-of-the-way La. Tech–and the gladhanding diplomacy of being athletic director, too. Even if you’re only around thirty nine years old.

This will all end well. Hey, we need an appendectomy. If you can’t find someone, that’s cool–just find someone who has a parent who’s a doctor. They’ll do just fine.


Hey, she plays a doctor. Get her.

What the hell is La Tech doing? Besides asking for burnout in a promising young coach? That’s why they’re split into two jobs in the first place.

POLICY STATEMENT: AGGIES, GET A MUTT

The debate over replacing the retiring Reveille VII (that prounounced “vaiiiii”) at Texas A&M has gotten quite spirited for a place priding itself on military traditions like order and swift decision-making. To wit:

“I think Reveille VIII should be an American collie because it’s tradition, and isn’t that what A&M’s all about?” freshman general studies major Emily Hudson said.

Many aren’t so sure.

“Reveille should be a mutt. [Collies] are really spastic and hard to train. And mutts, since they have a mixture of all different genes, they tend to be a lot smarter,” junior marketing major Kelley Baxter said.

Yeah, that’s right. Listen to the person who’s actually declared a major, Texas A&M, and back up because we ’bout to drop some policy:

EDSBS Policy: Texas A&M, you should get a mutt. First, it sets an exemplary standard for your community and for the rest of the world as a whole if you adopt a stray dog–just like the first Reveille–and take it back to campus to become the new, freshly dewormed mascot of your school. It would be timely, too, since stray dogs are the third-greatest threat to Americans in their homes, topped only by our natural enemy the sun and, of course, Kimbo Slice.

All they want is love, your garbage, and a soft place to lay down. Oh, and occasionally a child stolen from the neighbors’ yard to play with, but isn’t that what the road trip to Austin every other year is for? Exactly. Our bluetooth devices are communicating smoothly and processing nicely here.

Slow down your heart rate, man. He’s getting angry!

Second, do not just get any mutt that comes along. No, Aggies, you must select a hoodtastic mix of some of nature’s gnarliest dog breeds all force-humped into a single physical vessel through a genetic lineage so convoluted Mormon polygamists would weep at its complexities. Chow, pit bull, Rottweilers, Cane Corsos, Doberman Pinschers, Anatolian Shephereds, German Pit Chows, Dogo de Argentinas, Brazilian Mastiffs, the rare but powerful Scythian Rape Terrier…all of them need to be present in one form or another here. The final product should look something like Cerebrus, the three headed dog guarding the gates of hell, but only after the bad ass middle head decided it was tired of all the other heads’ yapping and ate them in a 35 second display of horrifying, impressive ferocity.

Take care to raise it with humans and socialize it early and often. And never, ever, leave it with fewer than three people at once, and try to keep it away from flashing lights and loud yells. For football games, sedate with 200 mg Seconal, or whatever amount will get it to a manageable level of fury. It all sounds like trouble, but if you want the Hound of the Baskervilles as envisioned by a Russian bioweapons lab, then you pay the price, amigos.

Oh, and if the Brazos Animal Shelter doesn’t have one of those lying around, you might consider contacting a Russian bioweapons lab. Those people do great work. For an example, just look at Terrence Cody. He cost Saban a pretty pony (no typo–Saban has to feed him one each day), but 900 pound defensive tackles don’t grow all by themselves.

CURIOUS INDEX, 3/7/08

Massive pre-post HT to Dave, who just went haywire with the coffee and RSS reader this morning.

Iowa boots James Cleveland and Arvell Nelson from the team following their drug-related arrests last week. Hawkeye State wonders if this is the end of the City Boyz, Inc. era at Iowa, and has this tear-inducing video to help you look back on the days of cash money glory gone by.

No, I didn’t see Nick Nolte at the end. Why’d you ask?

Are you faster than Percy Harvin? The answer is no, but if you want to get surrvd in front of a crowd of sixty thousand or so, step up and get wrecked, lawya: Urban Meyer is offering a full scholarship to any Florida student who can beat Percy Harvin, Deonte Thompson, and Louis Murphy in a 40 yard dash at the Orange and Blue Game on April 27.

While full details have yet to be worked out, Meyer said that on Thursdays of spring practices, which begin March 19, strength coaches will be out on the practice fields and students will be invited to come out and train. The entrants will be whittled down to one lucky contestant who will face Harvin, Thompson, Murphy and Rainey in front of a packed Ben Hill Griffin Stadium.

The closer this gets to having an actual Running Man scenario with students fighting flamethrower-wielding athletes for scholarships, the better. We fully support the advent of the post-industrial fascist entertainment state. Just don’t take away my Ow My Ballz!, and we’ll all be fine, mkay?

At Oklahoma State, Interstellar Captain Trooper Taylor reports that Phillip Fulmer’s unusual mass has an easy explanation: the gravity differential on Pluto is just unreal, y’all.

“It’s fun getting back to the spread offense and hearing the formations being called the same way and hearing some of the plays being called the same way,” Taylor said. “It’s like I’m speaking the same language again where before I went to Pluto and I had to learn 3 yards and a cloud of dust again.”

This may also explain Fulmer’s unusual disciplinary methods. He’s not lax–he’s just from Pluto, and they do things a little differently out there. And don’t even bring that mess about Pluto not being a planet, or he’ll get Gene Wojciechowski to write a defense piece attacking the shoddy astronomy behind your findings. (HT: Losers With Socks.)

Joe Pa is vulnerable, according to Donnie Collins. Yeah, whatever. That’s exactly what they said during Boer War, and he came through that just fine.

Colorado’s Kai Malava is moving to fullback, and you better mind your blocking angles: according to teammates, he can hit you so hard, YOU’LL GET UP PREGNANT!!!!111!!!!!!

“It’s going to be vicious,” said Ryan Miller, who also was named a Freshman All-American by The Sporting News in 2007. “I mean, he could pull at guard and now he gets a running start. You better keep your helmet low cause you’re going to get knocked up.”

Travis Henry, who can impregnate with a sly gaze and the purchase of a Cheerwine for your affections, scoffs at the need to actually touch someone to do this.

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