Pimping in the Ill-a-Delph: This is from my post on our Football Pool, it basically sums up my weekend sports wise. Other than that, i had a blast in Philly. The highlight for me was when Tommy McCrorey's drunken uncle called me and Paul a bunch of pussies about 20 times. Here's the post: "On a closing note, I might gone through the fucking worst 24 hours of sports in my life. In that small widow of time, I watched Syracuse just refuse to take a win from Pittsburg because they felt it would be more exciting to sputter all game on offense while the defense kept them in it for a decent amount of time, considering Syracuse still owns the worst secondary and Pittsburg owns the best WR in college football. That was instantly followed into the Yanks getting spanked by the Marlins and Josh Beckett proved to the world why Jon Buchalter took him with the first overall pick in fantasy baseball...LAST YEAR! That I can live with, it burns, but it would have been worse if we lost to Boston in the ALCS. The next morning after not only sleeping on a kitchen floor in Philly for no more than 3 hours after violently barfing in some bush, and having two of my top teams embarrassed in front of my eyes, I held out hope that Gang Green could somehow salvage my weekend in the Ill-a-Delph. Basically I bucked up $175 for club seats to see the Jets once again prove why J-E-T-S really spells Just End the Season. The only thing I can hang my hat on is Syracuse college lacrosse... And this all fucking happened within 24 hours. I come home around 10:300-11pm last night, hoping at least I'm still running shit in fantasy sports (since it's all I have left), and I'm getting whipped in all three of my fantasy football leagues, and had a fat 4 spot on the board by half-time of the Bills-Chiefs game. At that point, I expect the phone to ring and to find out that not only am I being fired for no reason, but I'm going to jail because my roommate freshman year look at kiddy porn on my computer while I was on Spring Break... Fuck the Mets, Giants, BC, VTech, Miami, Lenny Cooper, Karl Schapira, the Box Seats, Red Sox, and especially Alpesh. Chuck, you can stick a finger in your ass, mostly for that ridiculous request of one of us bringing you back a cheese steak from Philly."