My football picks for the past 4 weeks have been doing for me about as much as what President Obama has been doing for the country: nada, nothing. In reviewing my pool successes since the beginning of the season, two words come to mind: jack and squat.
But unlike the president, I am not afraid of a surge. So this week, it's surge time as I, your humble blogger and all around nice guy to Rachelle Friberg (you're toast this week, baby!), will not falter and will not fail in pursuit of the extra cash I need to go to a Kiss concert and pay off my credit card bill for those Bakugan cards and action figures I bought for my son.
There will be no Kiss concert and I will be paying a jacked up interest rate of 19.9% thanks to that government bailout that keeps my bank afloat long enough to rip me off if I don't come through this time. Broke, country-less and mocked by football fans around the world is no way to go through life. The pressure is on.
The real redistribution of wealth will come to me from all the people at my friend Kirk's job who chipped in for the pool when I nail all of this weeks games.
Why is Rush Limbaugh looking to by the Rams when we could use a little right wing help over in Dallas? If you remember, it was the ultra-conservative Tom Landry and Roger Staubach who led my 'Boys to their first two Super Bowl wins. I really don't feel like waiting until Sarah Palin is president to get our next ring, even if that's only 3 years away. Besides, I got Pittsburgh Steeler fans that actually learned how to count up to 6 now breathing down my neck.
My money is on the rogue for president, but I'm a little concerned about the rogue at quarterback right now. We all know the "stimulus plan" didn't work, but even without Jessica Simpson, ole Tony seems to be in the Bahamas mentally whenever he steps back into the pocket.
But, I think the 'Boys will beat KC anyway. And, I will be sticking with the Vikings this week as well.
Brett Favre is like the Sarah Palin of football. His "resignations" continue to astound pundits who write him off for dead, and the media keeps counting him out. Yet he's as strong as ever. He should have blogged about "life panels" for aging athletes on his facebook page and maybe more people would have listened to him. I, for one, thought he was dead after he played for the Jets, but that was just his Katie Couric moment, an anomoly in an otherwise fantastic career. Apparently Favre really never retired all those times, he just advanced in different directions.
And Rachelle, I can't find an Obama shirt. Apparently the market around the corner that used to sell them may be finding that they're no longer in demand. If they're smart, they'd sell Palin shirts and make a killing. It wouldn't hurt them to go rogue even if their customer base is a bunch of Hurricane Beer swilling Obama lemmings.
So we may have to come up with another bet this week, like me holding up a picture of Obama or standing next to a picture in my office of a newspaper after Obama won the election (we have a lib that does our accounting). I'm still thinking of something Rachelle would have to do if I win. I will update once I figure that out.
Anyway, here's my picks this week:
Week 5 Power Picks
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