Best $8.17 I’ve Ever Spent

Happy Tuesday Cougar Nation. First of all, thanks for sticking with us Cougar fans. Yesterday we were experiencing some technical difficulties with the site and appear to be up and running again. That’s how my Monday started off. No Longball, I was sad.

Want to know how the rest of my Monday went? Click the jumparoo.

If you follow my Facebook rants, you will know I’m not a fan of watching woman’s sports. I think women’s basketball is really boring, Danica Patrick is not a good driver, and my ears hurt when college softball is on TV. I think I could assemble a group of five hungover dudes and we could beat a lot of women’s college basketball teams. My rational for this is because my youth basketball team in 10th, 11th, and 12th grade would regularly scrimmage the Inglemoor HS Girls Varsity BBall team and beat the snot out of them. Katelyn Benz, if you happen to be reading this, I still love you and hope it doesn’t tarnish our friendship. The only womens sport that I think puts an even remotely similar product on-the-field to the men’s game is soccer. So I was happy when I saw the following on Twitter.

Sometime in the early to mid afternoon, it was announced that the Sounders Women signed Sports Illustrated Body Paint Babe Alex Morgan. First of all, this is a team that I didn’t even know was in existence, until they signed Hope Solo last week. But then it got me to thinking. Sometimes it hurts when I do that, but this thought didn’t hurt, rather, it made me feel like when I used to climb the rope in gym class. So it has been determined that your boy’s Huddy and LC are going to be working the double date angle for these two, Sexy Seattlites. If there aren’t posts on this site for back to back days, you can assume we’re in jail for stalking or something else creepy.

Moving on.

So I had something on TV to really look forward to last night after the Daytona 500 was rained out on Sunday afternoon and Monday morning. Part of the reason I was so excited for the race is because I have been on a wicked heater over at Sportsbook, and had lots of action on the race. Unfortunately, my 40:1 on Danica, 70:1 on David Ragan, and 25:1 on Kurt Busch were wiped out 1.87 laps into the evening. Not only did this wipe out three of my eight bets for the night (settle down, they were only $1 each and I’m playing with house money), but it also assured my Fantasy Racing squad (aptly named Craig James Killed Five Hookers) of finishing in 11th place for the week. I had Ragan and Allmendinger who was also wiped out in the crash. Oh, and if you aren’t on your work computer, your wife is in the other room, and no children are present, have you seen Allmendinger’s wife?

Ok, I need to get back on track here, I’ve offiicially derailed.

Spirits dampened, after lap two, I hit the gym to get a good cardio workout in, returning home with about 45 laps to go, and then this happened.

It’s pretty much the most insane thing I’ve seen in the five or six years I’ve been loosly following the sport. That little jet fuel fire brought the Red Flag out, which meant, I had at least a full hour to get to writing this here post.

This post was originally supposed to be the start of my Spring Position Previews that we’ve done the last few years, but I just couldn’t with such an interesting Monday to write about. Those will start beginning on Friday, we will take a look at Quarterback. Last year, we began with Cornerbacks & Safeties. How Longball chose those two position groups to start our previews, I will never know.

Have I lost you yet? No? Good.

Speaking of Brother Longball, when that Red Flag dropped during last night’s race, I thought I would venture over here to see if our blog was still functioning worse than the Enron SEC Compliance Officer.

It wasn’t.

I came across this beautiful post that spawned one of my craziest ideas in a while. You see that link towards the bottom of his post for http://firekenbone.com/ I was so hoping somebody registered the site to spew vile, hatred, and King Cobra venom at our shitty hoops coach.

It wasn’t.

Then the lightbulb went off.

Right before that flame ball engulfed Daytona Speedway, I’d seen one of those ads for Go Daddy. So I ventured my way over there and bought the domain so that myself or somebody else could make good use of it. Best $8.17 I’ve ever sent.

So here is my offer to you Cougar Fans. If any of you despise Bonerjams more than I do, know a thing or two about HTML, and want to run with the site, let me know.

Otherwise, it’s just an awesome looking landing page. Of the one or two dozen options they gave me for a background image, the one you see there now best symbollizes Bone. If he didn’t have four years, backloaded monetarily, on his contract, his ass would be back in the Big Sky in 2012-2013. Thanks to an amazing parting gift from Jim Sterk, we have this for a basketball program!

“Don’t put it out with your boots, Ted!”