With world events what they have been this week, I find it particularly appropriate to feature Spoon:
What a delightful band, with amazing longevity. I hope they are Evertonians, but unlikely.
Arsenal are away to Crystal Palace to kick things off (7:30, NBCSN). Uncle Woy has at least temporarily taken Cenk Tosun
Good morning early risers! This is basically a thread for Saturday morning before the playoffs where surprise the 500's are playing. Pretty excited to see El Tractorcito destroy the P*ts and make our Puerto Rican lawyer a very happy man!
In futbol news it's FA Cup week in England, and La
In case y'all haven't noticed, a new decade is upon us. Does it feel any different? NOPE. Has Hippo made any resolutions? NOPE. I made one about 11-12 years ago to stop making New Year's Resolutions, and I fookin' kept that one.
Do you not want to watch JV exhibitions? CBSSN
Fuck off with the hangovers and all other crap associated with NYE spent with real people. As long as none of my kids get arrested (actually fuck it, they can rot if they do), I shall be watching some Premiership all morning!
Also, this will be the Decade of Kruger (pictured
Good evening all. Hope everyone is enjoying their holiday interlude.
Sorry about the title of this post but this is the first Monday since September 9th without an NFL Monday night football game and basically that's fucked up. Just think! In a little over 9 short months we'll have our next
No 2nd Jim Mora clip, I will just play my personal best song of 2019:
Clemson (-2.5) v. tOSU (Qardinals Base Camp, 8:00, ESPN)
I told myself maybe I would moneyline bet whoever is the underdog, but this is a straight-up coinflip and I don't wanna. Interesting philosophical dilemma for the class
Yes, yes, let's get it out of the way...
Oklahoma (+13.5) v. LSU (Megatron's Butthole, 4:00, ESPN)
This here line seems excessive to me, with all the Bayou Bengals (hey, perfect for Joe Burrow and Team WKRP!) questions at running back. And make no mistake about it, the game-breaking threat of Clyde
Huzzah, I hope y'all ain't tired of the Premiership. Because there's a metric fuckton of it this weekend.
Bournemouth got a really good point off Arsenal on Boxing Day, so they go right back on the road to meet the ever-tricky Trashbirds of Brighton (7:30, NBCSN). My willingness to set the
Oh my LAWD, they's a bunch of Lesser Footy going down. Who says the Day After Christmas is depressing? I don't have to work, and we get a de facto Second Lesser Saturday. I'll fookin' take it, like.
Spurs and Brighton kick us off bright and early (yes, I set my
Oh my cats, y'all. Cue Ron Paul, because It's Happening! Mikel Arteta (who may be on the touchline this am for the Gooners) thinks he's too good to manage Everton. But not Italian coaching legend Carlo Ancelotti (i.e., Don Carlo). He will make his managerial debut on Boxing Day, but
Welcome to the last full, meaningful Saturday of wall-to-wall footy. Cherish it, as September is a long-assed time away.
That was theme-free Kurt Vile. You will RESPECT him.
Everton finally ripped off the band-aid and gave Marco Silva the sack. It is indeed very depressing to be in 18th position, entering a
In honour of the Iron Bowl (MOAR below), check out this amazing new tune by the Cats who gave you 2018's Hippo Song of the Year ("Tinseltown Swimming in Blood"):
Isn't that righteous? I haven't heard awesome bass like that since Peter Hook (Joy Division and New Order). It sure sticks