Showing posts with label hot dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hot dogs. Show all posts

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Ultimate Interviews - Craig C.

We've learned a lot over the past month.

As the Final approaches on Sunday, it's time for an interview round-up.  We'll be hearing from each of our World Cup correspondents ONE LAST TIME in a segment I toyed with calling Land's End, but I'm not that into clothes and shit.

I sent each of my blog-helpers the same ten-questionnaire, through which I hope to discover the true essence of World Cup 2010.  That, or this is a lazy, literary gimmick.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

¿Dónde está Charlie Davies?



It's 9:30 PM. I'm sitting on the counter in my all-too-small kitchen, preparing to Ronaldo four hot dogs, an apple and a glass of milk, and I'm still mad. Spit-pissing mad. Earlier today, Bob "Thousand Yard Stare" Bradley released his 30 man preliminary roster for the USMNT squad. Peruse the list for your own pleasure here, complete with some other rube's opinions.

After reading the over the list a couple of times, I'm only left with one question: WHERE in the FUCK is CHARLIE DAVIES? In the coming weeks, there's going to be a great deal of arguing over the US lineup. I'll save my opinions on everything but the forwards for another day.

(For those of you not familiar with the plight of young CD9, you're an idiot. Use your favorite search engine to find out his back story, paying particular attention to how they PEELED OFF HIS FACE during surgery. For our immediate purposes, suffice it to say, Charlie Davies was injured.)