Kansas City: So the big story this weekend was Javon Belcher not knowing how to use his words and then taking his own life in front of an audience. So far all the news reports are talking about how amazing a person he was. Well this amazing person just murdered a 22 year old woman and left a 3 month old child without parents. NBCNews.com wrote, "[Belcher] was a great role model who worked well with children". I understand trying to preserve the memory of the dead, but don't take away from how terrible his last actions on this planet were. With one decision he immediately changed the lives of countless people, leaving only questions.
Cleveland: A ground's keeper takes his own life at the Brown's practice facility. But, no one gives the slightest fuck because he has zero career tackles for the Browns. With stats like that, he could have probably been Coly McCoy's back up. Sorry life was tough groundskeeper Bill, but you offed yourself on the wrong day if you wanted attention.
Wilton Manors: That's enough steam from Heat. Now onto the pressing matters and how much the city of Detroit sucks at everything. I will NEVER put faith in a Detroit area sports team (Red Wings excluded) because they will actively find a way to lose. Fuck the Tigers. Fuck em! The A's came back only to lose to Verlander, who has an uncharacteristically shut down game in the postseason, only to get swept in the World Series. Screw you, Miguel. I hope they find any kind of drug in your system that would take away your triple crown. I can get pass the Tigers, but the Lions....
Meat and Heat decided to hit up the local gentleman's bar around the corner. Sidelines is hands down the loudest, most exciting sports bars in the Fort Lauderdale area. Yes, it's targeted for gay and lesbians, but there are no fair weather fans at this watering hole. We decided to watch the Godforsaken Lions battle the Colts. While Meat was busy fighting off dick left and right, Heat was having "stomach issues". With 4 minutes left in the game and the Lions with a 12 point lead, I was ready to pack it up and head back home for the night games. But Detroit, being the city of suck that it is, found a way to blow the lead and eventually the game. I hate going against Andrew Luck. In my experience, Luck has come through more often than not when I bet on a game. With 4 minutes left, the Luck and the Colts managed to score, get the ball back, and march all the way to the redzone with 8 seconds left. The Lions, like their city were destined to fuck up. And fuck up they did. Luck rolls right and finds a streaking receiver for the win and the end of Heat and Meat's survivor run. I'm sure Meat will have a much more colorful outlook on this weekend's events.
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