Week #2 Roundup

Soooo, looks like I'll be writing about week #2.  Don't all you contribute at once...

I'll make it short and sweet, since it's Friday and, yeah, week three starts in less than 48 hours.

Dougie vs. Lecter | Dougie is scary.  He's averaging more points than anyone has put up in a single game (except Kidnie Pie's freaking 165 this week).  Bain's almost 40-point improvement from last week just wasn't enough.  Poor 0-2 Lecter.

Hobgoblins vs. Unforgivable | An all-around great coaching effort from Verne, starting everyone correctly save Fitzpatrick's 3 TD game.  Even including D's bench points, he barely've gotten the win.

Vernon T vs. Flo | Tom Brady's nasty right now, and Devery Henderson's long TD certainty didn't hurt.  Good coaching by Vernon with the exception of Maclin (maybe a fluke, we'll see).  It's good to see a team whose leader scorer is a Buc.  And so proud we are of him.

Kidney Pie vs. Jimmers | Some scores from Pie's lineup: 21, 19, 16, 14, 38, 20, 21, 10. The one I left out: 6.  Percy Harvin got him that 6, and guess what? -- his bench WRs did worse.  Perfect coaching, a freaking 21 defense and a 38 WR all contributed to the biggest score yet.  Sorry John Little -- your 116 will have to win another day.

Goonies vs. Zors | Ohh, how I love to beat Roonie.  She's only in the playoffs every year, and has even won a championship.  Beating her makes the season complete.  MY birthday, Sloth.

And while I'm here...

Just letting you know, Mo:  I'm coming.  Next week.  You and me.

Feelings

And a bonus comic, in light of today's posts:

I suck at this blog thing.

Here is the picture. DOH!

 

DEAD DUCK...

Before and After.

 

I still love sister and you are welcome for me not putting a certain word in really big font as the subject,

 

Hint: Starts with an ‘R’. Four letters long. And I LOVE saying it. (around you, especially…& Aunt Barbara)

 

-Waldrip…Vernon Waldrip…Vernon T. Waldrip

 

 

Lucky Number 16

So, you, Sloth and the rest of the Goonies thought you deserve lucky number 16, eh?

[Not perfect, I know, but at least it's got Mikey.]

Oh, and Balls: I found this for every time you talk smack from now on. (Especially the 0-2 kind of smack. 0-2, John. Ooh. And. Two.)