Just going all over the place on football matters.
Playoffs, playoffs everywhere: It sucks to be Schalke 04 tonight. Die Knappen lost 2-0 at home in the first leg of its UEFA Champions League semifinal round. Now they have to win by two goals at Old Trafford next week. Manchester United can wrap this up with just one goal at home. Ouch.
In the other semifinal, Real Madrid and Barcelona meet yet again. Coaches Pep Guardiola (Barça) and Jose Mourinho (Real) have resorted to trash talking, probably because they're both getting bored with playing each other so many times in the same month.
As if I'll ever play Madden 12: I voted for Cleveland RB Peyton Hillis over Philadelphia QB Michael Vick, all right, but I waited until the last day of voting to do it. I stopped playing video games shortly after Marble Madness, so I'm unlikely to ever play Madden 2012. Still, the choice, determined in a single-elimination tournament whose winners were decided by Internet polling, doesn't speak so well of the NFL fan base. What we have here is a contest between a star player with a troubled past and a promising rusher who has yet to prove himself over a full season. It's an odd choice.
Administrivia: I've posted the 2011 NFL draft order, as Victory Weighting would have determined it. It's the rightmost button on the the bar at the top of the blog. Also, it's out with the yellow links and in with the softer blues and grays, plus some orange. I finally got a chance to look at this blog on someone else's monitor, and the old scheme was just too harsh.
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26 April 2011
17 November 2010
Scooter Blogging: (2) Wednesday Football
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As you can see from these pictures taken today, Scooter is just fine. She's engaged in that favorite afternoon activity, sleeping on her blanket. Here, little naps alternate with bits of today's South Africa-United States men's soccer match. The thunderous din of 51,000 vuvuzelas didn't bother her nearly as much as her dad's presence with a camera.
Likewise, Ian Darke's voice on ESPN didn't perturb The Cat of May Colors™. On the other hand, Darke has annoyed me in the past; but apparently, he's secured the post of voice of the American men's national team on U.S. TV. He didn't say anything obviously colonialist on today's ESPN broadcast, so I might actually get used to him.
The game itself ended in a 1-0 win for the U.S., but both sides were trying out new players. It felt less like an international friendly than the second half of an NFL exhibition game.
Fantasy update: Real life, abetted by schedule confusion on my part, hurt my teams this week. With the family trip coming in two days, I spent a good chunk of last Thursday helping my father get ready. By the time we were done and I had taken a nap, the Ravens-Falcons game had kicked off.
Oops. I'd forgotten about that early game.
The Fluttering Horde was to have dropped Atlanta kicker Matt Bryant, as Horde regular Rob Bironas was back from his bye week. On top of that, with no one to pass to, Peyton Manning was headed to the Horde bench in favor of Bryant's teammate, Matt Ryan.
Meanwhile, no one in the public league cared to trade for Michael Vick, so maybe he'd start for the Middlemen this week. Why not? Vick was up against Washington, while Middlemen regular Joe Flacco faced the Falcons.
Neither substitution went through. Thursday night was too late.
The Horde did just fine. My permanent receiver corps racked up 60 points, including Mike Thomas's hail-Mary touchdown, and despite missing Ryan's best performance of the year, the Horde defeated the Southside Hitmen, 121-106. At 6-4 in a two-division league, the Horde is likely headed to the playoffs.
The Middlemen? Not so much. Vick was the 'I win' card, breaking fantasy-football records, but he was still on my bench. In a bizarre match that also saw both sides reduced to eight men, the Middlemen fell 110-100 to the Dallas Drunks. Their 6-4 record is still good for a playoff spot, but it's the last one. Aaarrrrrgh.
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