I love me a football name conversation. There are some great names out there in football land, whether you're a Craphonso Thorpe, a D'Brickashaw Montgomery Ladarius Fantana 'The Pain Train' Ferguson, a Nu'Keese Richardson or a Barkevious Mingo, you're an exciting guy, and destined for football greatness (or a name change and a career in landscape maintenance).
It's not just in football where you find names where there seems to be a weight of expectation - you have to hope when you name your kid Bismark or Tank that they'll not end up 90 pound weaklings.
And what about when the name given to a child is gender neutral. England stalwart Dorian West was a tough man, but would he have been so tough if his name was Dave?
All this leads to my point - Marion Barber the Third. The Third! His father played in the NFL. His Granddad, one assumes, was a tough guy too. There's some expectation.
Shame he's out for the week when I have to play Bjorn in the fantasy league... oh, and I have Felix Jones.
Showing posts with label names. Show all posts
Showing posts with label names. Show all posts
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
Saturday, 8 August 2009
Bits and Bobs
Football news:
"OT SirVincent Rogers, a rookie from Houston, got tired of struggling during camp so he quit before Thursday morning's practice."
Interesting Dolphins news. Firstly... SirVincent may be the best name ever. Secondly, although from the armchair being a football player may seem like the most awesome job ever, I guess being beaten up by men significantly bigger and stronger than you every day for work could get old pretty quick. And if you don't love the football (and you played because of other reasons, for example, education, prestige, girls) then I totally get it.
Blog news:
Snacks and Shit
This website is very amusing. Deconstructed rap lyrics for all.
Film reviews:
I just watched GI Joe and oh my god was this the worst film of all time. If not the worst, then very close... absolutely terrible. I'm not sure exactly where to start, other than to say that the script and science were actually worse than advertised. The effects were good, where you could ignore the stupidity of the science and pretend that some of them weren't totally ripped off Transformers. There's a great segue from the aerial battle to the submarine stuff, totally smooth. And the submarine battle effects and sequence could be used to great effect in a space battle, with the colours rescrubbed and someone somewhat serious actually, you know, picking holes in the stupidity.
The script was horrific. There were screaming cliches, crap repartee, one liners a six year old could have bettered.
There was also some significant homoeroticism. And the hot women characters had thongs built into the costumes. So you could tug one out at home, but only if you could squeeze it in before the boy love started again.
"OT SirVincent Rogers, a rookie from Houston, got tired of struggling during camp so he quit before Thursday morning's practice."
Interesting Dolphins news. Firstly... SirVincent may be the best name ever. Secondly, although from the armchair being a football player may seem like the most awesome job ever, I guess being beaten up by men significantly bigger and stronger than you every day for work could get old pretty quick. And if you don't love the football (and you played because of other reasons, for example, education, prestige, girls) then I totally get it.
Blog news:
Snacks and Shit
This website is very amusing. Deconstructed rap lyrics for all.
Film reviews:
I just watched GI Joe and oh my god was this the worst film of all time. If not the worst, then very close... absolutely terrible. I'm not sure exactly where to start, other than to say that the script and science were actually worse than advertised. The effects were good, where you could ignore the stupidity of the science and pretend that some of them weren't totally ripped off Transformers. There's a great segue from the aerial battle to the submarine stuff, totally smooth. And the submarine battle effects and sequence could be used to great effect in a space battle, with the colours rescrubbed and someone somewhat serious actually, you know, picking holes in the stupidity.
The script was horrific. There were screaming cliches, crap repartee, one liners a six year old could have bettered.
There was also some significant homoeroticism. And the hot women characters had thongs built into the costumes. So you could tug one out at home, but only if you could squeeze it in before the boy love started again.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)