Showing posts with label kevin you're such a disease you're what the french call "les incompetent". Show all posts
Showing posts with label kevin you're such a disease you're what the french call "les incompetent". Show all posts

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Pardon the Idiocy, Part III

I LOOOOOOOOVE the "Odds" segment on Pardon the Interruption. It exposes Tony Kornheiser and Mike Wilbon's total lack of understanding of the concept of "probability". Oh, and there was a very dumb Tony quote in the process. Quote as close as possible.

The question was: What are the odds the Minnesota Twins take first place in the AL Central tonight? Tony?

The Minnesota Twins are remarkable in that they lost Johan Santana and are still only a half game out this season, and they're one of the best teams in baseball in that regard. They've won the last two, they're playing at home, they've got the momentum, I'm going....one-hundred percent.

1) The Minnesota Twins are one of the best teams in baseball at performing well after specifically losing Johan Santana. It's fair to say, because other teams have really tanked it after losing Johan Santana. Just ask the 1999 Quad City River Bandits, or the 2000 Michigan Battle Cats.
2) The White Sox should not even take the field tonight, because there is a zero percent chance they will win.

Searching for a voice of reason, we turn to Mike Wilbon, who says....

I like the White Sox tonight, I'm going with zero percent.

This is like the most highly regarded late afternoon sports program in the world.

ESPN, what kind of idiots do you have working here?

"The finest in New York."

Eh?

Sunday, September 16, 2007

more whining and moaning about bill simmons

loyal reader and simmons lover chris hart (and also at least one "anonymous") won't appreciate this. but hey... whatever. the sports guy's latest mailbag is a predictable cornucopia of mediocre analysis, terrible jokes, and one tragic swing and a miss on a pop culture reference (which is sad because pop culture is pretty much the only thing he consistently does well). let's take a look at all three of those problems, in that order:

I did think The Turncoat (aka Eric Mangini) should have been fined for blowing the whistle on Belichick and then inexplicably shaking his hand afterward. Stick to your guns, Mr. Mangineous. If you're going to sell out your old boss during the game, what better way to show your disgust than eschewing the postgame handshake and just walking off the field? What's the point of shaking hands? Hey, great game, congrats on the win. ... By the way, I ratted you out in the first quarter, sorry about that. My dad was more outraged about that two-faced move than anything since the Doc Rivers extension.

1. no one gives a shit about your family, stop bringing them up. 2. everyone knows that no matter how much you hate your opponent, you have to shake hands with them after a game in some sports. tennis players, hockey teams (after the final game of a playoff series), and football coaches have been exchanging frigid grasps of non-congratulations for years. you just can't not do it. it's the way things work.

now for a gosh-fucking-awful attempt at humor.

Q: I hate Nixon because of Watergate -- not because he did something stupid or illegal, but because every time somebody does something stupid or illegal now, "Gate" gets tacked onto the end of it. The Patriots are the latest example with "CameraGate." Everything bad ends with "Gate." I hate it. What if Nixon's burglars had broken into the Ritz Carlton? Would it have been "CameraCarlton" this week? Or "CameraRitz?" I don't think so. The expiration on tacking Gate onto the end of everything expired 20 years ago. I suggest you start a new naming convention for these kinds of stupidities and illegalities.-- Pat P., Dallas

SG: Not until there's a huge scandal at Colgate University. We need a ColgateGate.

no wonder jimmy kimmel's career has never quite taken off. if you think that's funny, you are either the kind of person that loves the comic strip "marmaduke" or such an enormous simmons fan that you're willing to let him get away with anything at this point. and keep in mind, this is a mailbag. it's not like he absolutely had to print that question. he sat down, read through hundreds of emails, decided this was one of the top fifteen or so, thought about it for some period of time, and finally came up with THAT response.

last but not least, the shocking missed pop culture reference:

Q: Don't feel too comfortable with the Moss Era. Remember, in '05, Moss's first game for the Raiders, he blew past your boys, too. Moss is (a) as brittle as an 80-year-old women with osteoperosis, (2) as moody as a 50-year-old woman in menopause and (d) as devoted as a Christina Ricci's character in "Black Snake Moan." So he encompasses all ages of womanhood. Brady might be a "leader", but so was Cris Carter, Art Shell, Warren Sapp, etc., and they couldn't keep him in check. Prediction: Moss will be on IR by Week 8, and you guys will still compete with Brady throwing to your shady sideline camera men as receivers. And the country will still hate all-things annoying and Boston.-- Nema, San Fran

SG: Believe me, I will never be comfortable with Moss. My guard couldn't be more up. By the way, I loved the fact that Nema used "a," "2" and "d" as the headers for his three reasons. Nobody ever said my readers were brain surgeons.

brain surgeons indeed. even i know that's from a monolouge by buzz in home alone, bill. maybe nema should have worked in something from the karate kid or the godfather instead.

look, simmons isn't that bad of a writer. i definitely admit that you can do a whole lot worse. but given his rampant popularity, sometimes i feel the urge to point out that he's often dumb/unfunny/clueless.