Allow me to be the first to welcome you to the Ben Roethlisberger anniversary of the St. Anthony's Turkey Bowl. If you find that offensive, then simply consider it the Michael Vick anniversary. If you're further offended, feel free to also address it as the 'Ouchie Anniversary' (Cassel/Henne) the 'Rookie Anniversary' (Ponder/Kaepaernick) the 'Billy Anniversary' (Cundiff/Volek) or 'Early Kwanzaa' (Tavaris Jackson)
However you choose to refer to it, Turkey Bowl #7 is fast approaching. The time in between these games sure flies by. Look at all the monumental things that have happened in the past 362 days...
- Christmas 2010
- Dan McShane's participation on Jeopardy!
- The miracle of life in the form of Desmond Thomas Silvia, who proudly shares the same birthday, middle name, and gift of sass as TB participant Conor Reilly
- Summertime
- Hurricane Irene
- Shaz becoming Dan Canders's direct boss (rumored)
- Jose Reyes's last at-bat as a Met
- Joe Paterno firing
- Frank Giardina attending a roller-skating boozefest
- Labor Day 2011
- NY/Boston fun as Jets shock Pats and Celtics sweep Knicks
- Jack and Jill, Bucky Larson, and The Zookeeper
- The comments section on Tighe's Turkey Bowl photo from last year
An Autumn Football Game, or a Summer Day in Aruba?
Alright, maybe not Aruba. But current weather calls for a high of 56 degrees without a cloud in the sky. Granted, that is the forecast for Melville. We all know St. Anthony's has grown itself into its own town, equipped with a field house, chapel, town flasher, movie theater, OTB, tanning salon, and barbershop. Though the town of St. Anthony's is not listed on weather.com, we can only assume Melville will be very close to an accurate gametime forecast. The way things are looking, hoodies and wool caps may indeed be benched for shorts and sunscreen.
The NFL is Changing, Maybe We Should Too...
There's no arguing that passing has become all the rage in the NFL. Preposterously, four NFL quarterbacks already have 3,000 yards before Thanksgiving. And Eli Manning is just 50 yards short of also joining that elite group (see what I did there??) Passing is sexy. I know in the past running plays have been permitted as per the official rules. But let's be honest, people. We're getting old. Not that any more than 2-3 of us had the ability to tackle in the first place...but after seven years, our ability is not getting any better. Running has become a dare-I-say lazy way to pick up massive amounts of yards while most of the offensive team stands around and watches a bunch of broken tackles. If the Mississippi's are counted off and someone runs in for the sack, of course quarterbacks should get unlimited amounts of scrambles. But the handoffs, pitches, wildcat, etc....I say we shelf that stuff for this year and see what happens. The pros in the NFL are adapting, and we shouldn't be stubborn in our ways.
Pour Some 40 on the Curb
Bradley, Timothy, and (presumably) Christopher Roberts have already sent in their regretful RSVP. Facebook only leaves us with a guessing game, as the Pat Regans of the world weigh their options whilst frantically refreshing the results page of the latest 6th-grade track meet somewhere in the midwest. In the three-team format, 15 or 18 would work quite well. 21 won't have anyone crying, either. And of course, worst case scenario is that members of the spectating teams sub in here and there. No harm no foul.
There's your preview for TBSevs. Let's just all say get there at 11:30, because with a group this size with this many characters, we gotta leave at least a half hour for dilly-dallying and lateness. Rest up and drink until you have your fill on Wednesday. Eat until long-after you've had your fill on Thursday. And be prepared to sweat, bleed, and shit it all out come Friday afternoon. This one's for Big Ben (and the other #7's)
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