Folks, your not gonna believe this! That dumb ass Dr. Phill is still giving me crap. He said that my statements about you guys were mean and hurtful. He told me he’s never heard anybody be so rude. I told him that he needs to get a life. I mean common! Does this guy live in a bubble or what?
This friggin prick just kept on and on and on. You know if I want to get ragged on like that I can just go get that in the comfort of my own home! Believe you me there is no shortage of it there! Dr. Phil said “hey now, I’ve met your wife and she is a sweetheart. I know she doesn’t rag on you like that.” Shiiitt! This guy DOES live in a bubble doesn’t he? What gal doesn’t rag on her old man? Better yet, what guy doesn’t deserve to be ragged on? Besides, (keep this one between us now) little does he know it but when my wife rags on me it kinda turns me on and the LAST thing I wanted was to have Dr. Phil getting me frisky! BBBRRR can you imagine that? I’d have to shoot myself (after I shot him of course)! So I cried uncle. I told him OK, OK, you win! You want me to lay on the charm? I’ll do it! But I had to have him make me a deal first. Well actually two deals. First deal is he has to quit coming to our sessions wearing a dress! Man he is such a cross dressing faggot! Number two was that he has to allow me to lay on the charm separate from my predictions! I told him that maybe, just maybe I could lay on the charm to my friends (See that? Laying on the BS already!) but I can’t do that with their teams. That just aint happening! He asked why. Why couldn’t I praise their teams as well as them? So I flashed the Blues and Gougers line ups at him and he caved in! I mean that is just too obvious when I showed him what I have to work with.
So OK, here it goes. Who do I start with? I guess I go with the easiest first. That way I can get warmed up. Let’s see, let’s see, hmm, the easiest to charm? OHH I know, LBNL! No wait, that is the easiest target for slamming not the easiest for flattering. Oh I got it! How about my Bro. I’ve known him all my life. He has got to be the easiest! This should be a breeze! Shouldn’t it? You would think so.
OK, Bobo it is! Yup, good old Bob. The Bobarino! Brother Bob. Bob, Bob, Bob. My big Bro Bob. Bob the truck driver. Hhmmm, um, Bobo, Bobo, Bobo….. CRAP! This aint as easy as you would think. Man this is such a bitch! I’m giving myself a migraine! I’m about ready to bust a vein in my forehead! Aw common now! I gotta have something!
Intermission: (gotta go pound a 6 pack for this one! Be right back)
OK, I,m back! Where was I? Oh yeah! Bob………. CRAP!
Hold on folks. Gotta make another beer run.
Alrighty, here we go….. Bob, my good old Bro……… OOPS! Hold on! Need to hit the head! The old bladder aint what it used to be. Wait! That gave me an idea! Oh, no, better not say that. I would find it flattering but I don’t think Dr. Phil would dig it. Hell, now that I think about it Bob might not be too keen on it either. Bathroom it is.
OK, I’m back. Let me get back at task here……Aw man! Screw it! I’m going to the liquor store for this one folks! Gotta get the hard stuff!
Ok, I’m good and tanked now. That should do the trick!
Now here it is. I can do this damnit! Think Tim, THINK! OH YEAH I GOT IT! Since so many of you guys failed to put your introductions on the blog I’m going to do the intros for you. However instead of following the format I’m gonna clue you all in to the real identity of all our Managers. I have some nice tidbits about everyone that will help you to get to know each other. Don’t ask how I got this information, just know this, it’s the real deal!
Did any of you guys know that Bob was a cross country runner? Yup! A damn good one at that! That guy ran plenty of marathons. Always finished with a pretty good time too! The guy was good (in the day). Just ask him he will tell you. The guy ran marathons like I run my mouth. Boy I remember in the ‘70’s (you old fogies remember the disco days don’t you?) Yup, old Bob would be out there in tight ass silk speedo shorts looking all damper for all those cross country groupie chicks (like they really existed). He had his pecker tucked so tight in those shorts it cut off the circulation to his brain. Not a lot of blood flow in either head! Yup, Bob the mighty disco runner half dressed pimp. He looked like a cross between Richard Sims and John Travolta in Grease. Want a visual on that one? Hold on girls, this one will get you all excited.

Plus

Equals

Now here is a good one for ya.
Robert (Dallas Demons) is actually a celebrity. Didn’t know that did you folks? Yup. Old Robert is a famous actor. And a comedian to boot! But I am all sure you guessed that by his infamous smack talk. I just used to love to watch this guy on TV. This guy would crack me up! Quite the ladies man too (or so he thinks). Now you guys know…Robert is none other than… are you ready for this?.....
JJ!

He signs autographs too. The charge is a six pack of tall boys!
The Boozers tries to act like a tough man. He is really the sweetest cuddly teddy bear of a guy. No matter how bad he screws up you just can’t get mad at the guy. Just look at this puss… Not far off what you had pictured was it. Otis of Mayberry! He is the Mayor of Podunk, Indiana too!

It’s your team name that gave you away Boozers.
LBNL alias Pete is another famous (in this case infamous) member of our group. He is a household name. Clinton was proud to be surrounded by LBNL’s family. When you see this you will realize how appropriate his team name really is. You will also know why he is so mentally challenged that he can’t create an avatar or spell worth a crap. Hell you should hear him try and pronounce the words even when they are spelled correctly. By the way, he thinks he is number one.


Did you get it? Clinton was proud to be surrounded by his family? The Bush family! Oh crap, that’s right, LBNL is reading. Let me spell it out for ya George….. Clinton…puss hound….bush… get it, surrounded by bush? Get it now? Aw forget it man.
Everybody is lead to believe that Brown County Blues is actually a Preacher. That is really a trap. He does that to give you all a false sense of security. He figured we would all cut him some slack if we thought he was a man of the cloth. He is actually a diabolical, manipulative, highly intelligent mastermind of mayhem. Got to hand it to the guy, he had me fooled until I discovered the real Pete. Bartboy was the one to uncover the truth on this guy. Never would have figured this one by his smack talk. Maybe now you’ll show us your true colors Blues.

I always wondered why the Gougers never smack talk. Is he anti social? Does he believe in the smack talk jinx? Is he one of those guys that can’t take it so he doesn’t dish it out? Doesn’t he have anything to say? Then it dawned on me. Maybe this guy is challenged like LBNL. Could it be? Is he a dimrod? A dingleberry? A retard? Well I did my search and found out, YUP, the dude is slow in the head. He is none other than Forest Gump.

The Brew Crew actually does have a still in his garage. Jealous Boozers? He also has the most horrible luck with women. He’s stuck in a dead end job. Lives in his parents house and has the looks of a geek. Yup, you got it! Brew crew is none other than Drew Carey!


While I was at it I found you an avatar dude!
When the Maulers changed his team name to the Molesters it was a dead give away. This guy was in the news so much he needs no further introduction.

How many of you have wondered like me? How can the Commissioner have so much football knowledge (sorry LBNL, knowledge means to know a lot of stuff) yet put together such a looser team? I don’t know how many of you guys talk with the commissioner but those of us that do talk to him know. The Nimrods know his football. Some of his tip columns have been very insightful. They helped me a lot. Yet you look at his team and his record and you just wonder. Well wonder no more folks. Actually when you think about it this was obvious. The Commissioner’s real identity is Mr. Jerry Jones.

Shysters were an easy slam dunk too. You ever wonder why she roots for my team so much? Duhh!

The Nonads owns his own publication. Not saying he is literate (sorry again LBNL, that means good with words or in your language, wordy). Actually his publications are the closest thing to a book LBNL ever opens. Right up your alley Pete. Mostly pictures. Well that is the only reason anyone buys his stuff anyway. Nonads is none other than Hue Hefner, Mr. Playboy himself.

And me? No mystery there. I really am Homers Heros in the flesh.

Now wasn’t all that flattering folks? Do me a favor and put in a good word to the Doc. for me. I’m too pretty to go to jail.
On to the predictions…
Nimrods VRS The Blues:
Blues really need his first win. Poor guy. You just can’t help but root for him. He’s like a puppy dog left out in the rain. Too bad it aint happening this week Bub.
Prediction: Nimrods by 7
Shysters VRS The Demons:
The two angels of death battle it out this week.Shysters need this one to stay in the front runners. Demons need it to get to mediocre. Oh crap, sorry again LBNL, mediocre means to be just bellow average. Kinda like your sexual performance. Well that is what your wife told me the other night anyway.
Prediction: Shysters by 5
Brew Crew VRS Nonads:
Speaking of mediocre… this is the mediocre bowl itself!
Prediction: Brew Crew by 8
Hopheads VRS LBNL:
I’ll keep it simple for you LBNL. You suck! Don’t get excited Hopheads. Your no peach either. Just a lucky bastard!
Prediction: Hopheads by 0.5
This will be another week that the Hopheads will win but could have gotten beat by any other team in the league.
Molesters VRS The Gougers:
Now here is the suck bowl. A 2-5 team against a 1-6 team. LOOOSERS! Do you guys work at sucking this bad? I mean GEEZE fellas! This is embarrassing!
Prediction: Molesters by 5
My Homers Heros VRS The Boozers:
The buzzards are circling you Boozers. Time to fall off your throne. Get off the pot! You know. That porcelain alter you pray to every night you lush you! It’s not going to be a whooping but you are going down Bud!
Prediction: Homers Heros by 2
By the way Boozers… That team name has a real ring to it!
That's it for me this week. I'm thrashed.