The last time the Patriots played the first four games of a season without an appearance from Tom Brady? In 2000, when they started 0-4. Brady made his widely unheralded NFL debut on Thanksgiving day of that year, during a 34-9 loss in Detroit. Tom was 1-3 for 6 yards (slightly less productive than the 28-40 for 406 yards he put up Sunday to kick off his 17th season in the league).
Climbing up the pop charts that week was Shaggy's It Wasn't Me:
The moderators in presidential debates should have the ability to stop the candidates from speaking when their time is up, and also force them to actually answer the questions that are asked. Here's the best available solution in my book:
Moderators of political debates should have the option of silencing the mic like they do on @AroundtheHorn.
- The candidates' microphones could mute automatically for 10 seconds after their allotted time has run out.
- In addition to a moderator-controlled mute button, how about a black curtain that pops up and hides the candidate from our view? That way, when they fail to answer a question they can be muted and/or blocked from sight until the do.
UPDATE:
Around the Horn host Tony Reali clearly read this blog and decided to voice his agreement on Twitter:
I am not a fan of pork belly. Some people love it, but I don't understand the enjoyment of eating a giant glob of fat. Having said that, I feel like the pork belly in this Arby's sandwich has to look fairly unappealing even to those who do appreciate pork belly.
Most of my best ideas come when I am doing one of the following three things: Jogging, showering, or lying in bed trying to fall asleep. I guess that makes sense though, since those are the occasions that my brain is unoccupied and free to wander.
However, it's a sad irony that those are also the times that it's most difficult for me to make note of these inspirations. Solution? I need to be able to send myself an email directly from my brain. Then when I wake up/get out of the shower/get home, there it is, sitting in my gmail inbox.
That should be doable, right? I mean, it looks like people first started figuring out how to send emails between brains back in 2014, and I don't even need to get my messages into a second brain.
I saw this tweet from Bleacher Report yesterday, and if you're not already familiar with Chol Marial, it's definitely worth watching the 45-second video:
He’s 16 years old, 7’2” and already longer than anyone in the NBA—and he’s still growing. Oh, and he's 💦 from deep pic.twitter.com/bBEGej73u1
My first thought is, I can't even imagine what it must be like for the kids who have to take on Cheshire Academy--I'm pretty sure the starting center on my high school team was 6'3". Here's another clip I found of Marial as a freshman last season:
I wouldn't be surprised if he's actually 19, but still...
The Blue Jays celebrated clinching a playoff berth on the final day of the season Sunday with a champagne-soaked celebration in the visitors' locker room at Fenway Park:
On Tuesday, two days later, Toronto beat Baltimore in the Wild Card Game to advance to the American League Division Series--and then went through the entire ordeal again:
New t-shirts. Probably new goggles as well. And a whole bunch more champagne.
I get it the first time--you're celebrating the success of a 162-game season. But seriously, what's different about your mindset 48 hours later? "Woo-hoo! We haven't been eliminated from the playoffs since we qualified two days ago! Let's get nuts!" I have to think some of the players must have been thinking "Seriously? Are we actually going to do this again? Do I really have to put on all that stupid crap and get soaked in booze for the second time in three days?"
This reminds me of that episode of How I Met Your Mother where Ted throws a party so he can hang out with Robin, but when she doesn't show up he hosts one the next night too, then the night after that also:
The postseason continues for the Blue Jays in Texas at 4:30 pm Thursday. Hopefully they can still play after two days of partying.
Most of my best ideas come when I am doing one of the following three things: Jogging, showering, or lying in bed trying to fall asleep. I guess that makes sense though, since those are the occasions that my brain is unoccupied and free to wander.
