(The requisite “FUCK, Drew put us on Deadspin” throw-up)
Well, hey there, Deadspin. Welcome to Colt Monday. Go ahead, shit all over this awful waste of the internets we got going here. Just don’t piss on the seat like I do at your mom’s house, ok? I’m going to have Drew come on Karlson & McKenzie out here in the City of Champions on WZLX next week (check my corporate-approved piddlings here), to help him further whore himself out to the masses with that ass-rag he’s been crowing about, and he goes and repays me by crushing me (however rightly) on Deadspin. But that’s cool, I’ll help a fat pasty limp-dicked author get some pub. Besides, that book of his could really use some promotion on a medium that appeals to people other than super frilly homo-gays. You’ve no doubt come here to bash Boston and its extremely good fortune lately, and most likely my beard while you’re at it, but that’s fine. I’m just happy to have you here, it’s an honor to be linked to by Deadspin, even if they’re firmly entrenched in the “QUEEN + Paul Rodgers” stage of the site now that Will’s come to Boston. I guess we do skim the cream off everything sports related around here, huh?
So go ahead and poke around like you’re back in your high school locker room blindfolded after a lacrosse match. Bring the ruckus. (You too, basketbawful.)
Sorry I haven’t posted these until now, but good god, did we get tits-up drunk last night at the banner-raising/season opener. I can’t say thank you enough to all the ComcastSportsNet people (Skip, Amy, Steve, and our hosts for the pre-party over at Johnnie’s on the Side’s). Pete and I had a freaking blast. It was awesome, as you’ll be able to see from these pics. Anytime you can kick it with the Commish, them’s good times.
* And yes, I lost it when they showed PP up on the Jumbo crying. I bawled like a freakin’ baby. World Champs, son!