6/29/2006

Ben ROFLberger

So by now I'm sure everyone's heard about "Big" Ben Roethlisberger's motorcycle accident. He showed up at the Steelers' practice facility on Monday, claiming he wants to be back on the field in time for the start of training camp. (Story)

Homeboy's still got a broken jaw (and is only able to eat soft foods as a result), his face is still too scary to be seen in public (he wore a hood when he visited the Steelers' front office), and yet he's lifting weights and trying to start at training camp.

Footlawl has been critical of Ben Roethlisberger in the past (in fact, it's editorial policy here), but much like Brett Favre playing after his Dad died, this is one of those things that shows the kid has heart, and I can only respect it. Clearly he has a love of the game and a desire to play, which is a rare find in many of today's NFL superstars (think T.O. sitting out a season because he felt like he was worth more money).

But here's the thing: he hasn't proven himself to me yet, and every article that comes out hyping this kid up (with the exception of ones like the above, which have nothing to do with his ability to play, just his desire), it's harder for him to live up to the hype. Granted, Roflberger doesn't need to impress only me, but if the Pittsburgh Fanboy section could take some time away from reading Harry Potter/Hines Ward gay slash fic, they'd realize that if they lost some key players (and they did this year: Randle El) they'd be completely fucked.

Please, Ben, prove me wrong this year. I want to respect your skills, and not just your work ethic. Right now you're just Terry Bradshaw with Brett Favre's arm.

The Other Football

But first let's talk about the World Cup!

At this point, Germany's playing well, England's gotten lucky, Brazil is floating past their opponents on cotton candy fairy wings, Argentina's playing with a ferocity that has to make Maradona proud, watching France play pisses me off for some reason I can't quite grasp (it has nothing to do with "Freedom" fries, trust me), Italy is making the most of the ref robbing the USA of a game back in group play, and Ukraine wtf.

Predictions: Germany whips Argentina so hard, Maradona goes bald in the stands. England v. Portugal winds up 1-0, flip a coin to see who advances. Brazil breezes on by France. Italy and Ukraine compete, one team wins, and both teams go out for pizza afterwards because that's what Little League teams do. Either way, Germany rolls on whoever wins that match.

England/Portugal will have to face Brazil. From what I've seen of Portugal, they're doomed if they go up against Brazil. England's probably got the best shot because they won't be blown away by the fact they're going up against RONALDINHO DEFENDER OF BRAZIL. Wayne Rooney will just elbow him in his ugly fucking horse face and then take a dive in the box in hopes of letting Beckham score on a free kick. This will occur at least 20 times in the match.

The finals will most likely be Germany v. Brazil with a slight chance of Germany v. England. Either way, Germany wins the Cup this year, unless England can really step up their level of play, which I'm hoping they do.

By Way of Explanation

So what the fuck happened to "Footlawl"? Believe it or not, one or two people have asked me this. SO THERE, ESPN! BLOGS GONNA BRING THE REVOLUTION!

Whatever.

Anyway, things have been fairly hectic in my life. I got a job with EA/Tiburon in Maitland as a QA tester for "NFL Head Coach," which is out now so I think it's safe to say it's the worst fucking game ever made. If it's not out yet, just read that as "...might be the worst fucking game ever made." The job required intense overtime, and a few weeks where I worked 100 or so hours. Quite simply, there was not time for Footlawl or much of anything else. Kinda difficult to post my opinions on the Houston Texans, a team I care nothing about, when all I have time for is work and sleep.

I left the position over a dispute with wages, so I was left with needing something to do. I moved to Virginia about a month ago, and have had other things on my mind since. Now, I'm kicking around the idea of going back to Orlando to go back to school and git me some learnin'.

But hey, this isn't a place to express feelings and emotions! If you want that shit, go read Dick Vermeil's blog. NOW LET'S TALK ABOUT FUCKING FOOTBALL!! YEAH!