And we’re back.
Coming to you LIVE from Madison, Wisconsin, welcome to a special
post-exam edition of the Chode Picks!
It’s been over 72 hours since I completed my third round of exams this
semester, and I’m sorry to say I’ve neglected doing any writing until now. I would apologize, but naturally I have
excuses instead. You see, for most of
the past week, I came down with a nasty case of a debilitating disease commonly
known as “the sobers”. The good news is,
I had my favorite antidote ready on Tuesday afternoon; a solid thee day binge
drinking spree. The bad news however, is
that my cure kept me from doing anything productive whatsoever during that
time, including writing your favorite blog.
Fortunately, I think at this point I’ve finally cleared any trace of
sobriety from my circulation, thanks to a few gallons of delicious craft beer
from the Great Dane brewpub in Madison.
This led to one glorious moment Thursday night where my hand-eye
coordination abandoned me and I lost two games of darts against a girl who
couldn’t have been more than five feet tall.
That was when I knew Chode was truly back in business. And guys, with a Badger gameday on the horizon
and no real responsibilities this weekend, it feels fantastic. So without further delay, let’s get to the
Picks. First up…
GREEN BAY PACKERS (5-4) at NEW YORK GIANTS (3-6)
Damn it. We’re less
than two weeks into the Scott Tolzein experiment and I already hate it. I can’t tell you why Mike McCarthy has so
much confidence in this guy, because I went to the game last week, and somehow
he looked even worse in person than on TV.
Trust me. If Philadelphia’s
secondary was even halfway decent, they would have had at least four
interceptions instead of two. At this
point, our only hope is that somehow Eli Manning will somehow out-suck whatever
pathetic excuse for a quarterback we put on the field Sunday afternoon. And call me biased, but I’m really
disappointed we didn’t give Tebow a tryout.
I don’t see how he can possibly be any worse than Tolzein. Here’s hoping Scotty pulls his groin on the
first drive and Matt Flynn comes in to save the day. By the way, what the hell, Seneca Wallace? You couldn’t even last a full quarter against
the Eagles? Fuck you. Aaron Rodgers spends his ENTIRE OFFSEASON
getting his groin pulled! This is
depressing. Let’s move on.
GREEN BAY by six
INDIANA HOOSIERS (4-5) at #22 WISCONSIN BADGERS (7-2*)
Ah, much better. If
there’s one thing I’m certain of this week, it’s that the Badgers are going to
light up the scoreboard tomorrow against Indiana. Over the past three years, we’ve scored 204
points on these miserable bastards.
Two-hundred and four. That’s
nearly 70 points a game, including an 83-20 ass-kicking in 2010 when career
backup Nate Tice ran for a score. Nate
fucking Tice. Also known as “the guy who
threw an interception to Alex Quilling in high school”. Sure, it was a 7-on-7 passing tournament, but
that’s besides the point. The point is,
we’re gonna drop at least 60 on the helpless Hoosiers again tomorrow. I’d be more worried if we were lining up
against the Indiana Pacers’ defense. At
least Roy Hibbert can knock a ball down every now and then. Expect Joel Stave to throw for 200 yards, and
Melvin Gordon to run for more than that.
Unless Coach Anderson gets really smart and puts Abbrederis at
quarterback. Then we’d probably break
the scoreboard.
WISCONSIN by 35
Editor’s note: I wrote the previous paragraph before the
Badger game on Saturday. As it turns
out, I lowballed it. Should have picked
Wisconsin by 45 instead. James White for
Heisman?
#3 OHIO STATE BUCKEYES (9-0) at ILLINOIS FIGHTING ILLINI
(3-6)
There’s something I need to get off my chest: I like Urban
Meyer. Yes, I know he coaches our mortal
enemy, the Ohio State Buckeyes. And if I
had my choice, I’d love to see his team lose every game for then next few
years. But if I’m being completely
honest, I have to say that I have nothing but respect for the guy. He’s confident but classy, he defends the Big
Ten at every turn, and he’s one hell of a recruiter. Basically, he’s the polar opposite of Bret
Bielema. So that makes me feel a little
less awful about rooting for the Buckeyes the rest of the way. If they somehow sneak into the BCS
championship game, nobody outside of Columbus will be rooting for them more
than me. I know Wisconsin is still Robin
to Ohio State’s Batman in the Midwest, but I’m much happier about being second
to Urban Meyer’s Buckeyes than say, Brady Hoke’s Wolverines or Bo Pelini’s
Huskers. If gambling were legal, I’d bet
a trillion dollars on OSU to cover the spread here.
OHIO STATE by infinity
#2 OREGON DUCKS (8-0) at #5 STANFORD CARDINAL (7-1)
Just kidding. This
game already happened. But I’m really
glad I didn’t bet on it, because I definitely would have taken the Ducks.
STANFORD by 6
MONSTARS (0-1) at TUNE SQUAD (1-0)
If you haven’t seen “Space Jam”, feel free to skip this
paragraph. And shame on you. For the rest of us ‘90s kids, we all remember
what was probably the worst basketball movie ever made. Michael Jordan’s second-biggest failure is
now 18 years old, and it still bothers me.
Some people say that technology, fast food and instant gratification
have ruined the newest group of college athletes. I say that’s bullshit. It was this move that ruined our
generation. More specifically, the lack
of any effort put into defense or rebounding shown by Jordan and his crew. The record still shows that the Tune Squad
allowed a ridiculous 154 points per 100 possessions and let the Monstars shoot
an equally absurd 110% true shooting percentage. Yet somehow, they managed to pull out a
victory by shooting 39-for-39 from the field, all of which came from inside the
three-point line, except for Jordan’s game-winning half court dunk at the end
(he traveled, by the way). Also,
official Marvin the Martian made an egregious scorekeeping error by awarding
the Tune Squad ten free points in the fourth quarter without any time elapsing
from the game clock. So to make a long
story short, the Tune Squad was one of the worst basketball teams ever to walk
the face of the Earth, and the Monstars got robbed. And yes, I took the time to calculate the
true shooting percentage of a cartoon team.
Unfortunately, the more realistic sequel “Space Jam 2” was never sent to
cinema due to LeBron James’ team-first, defensively sound performance, which
led to a boring, thirty-point victory by the Looney Tunes.
MONSTARS 77, TUNE SQUAD 65 (the real score)
Sorry, I went off on a bit of a tangent there. I do that sometimes. Time for an update on the Chode Points. Sam MacDonald wins 15 points for being the
first one to shotgun a Rolling Rock silo last weekend. That puts him atop the standings this week
with that dickhead who picked the Bears two weeks ago.
Sam MacDonald and Dan Jensen: 25 pts
Zach Niemeyer: 20 pts
Ben King: 15 pts
Nate, Megan, Eric and Bianca: 10 pts
As for NovemBeer, I’m at 45 for the month, and I expect to
put down ten to fifteen tomorrow for the Badger game. Once again, let me know if you’re ahead of
me, and we’ll all try to pretend that Nate isn’t going to win in a landslide
anyways.
For this week, we’re going to do something stupid because
I’m tired and I don’t have the energy to think of anything brilliant. So I’m going to flip a coin, and you’re going
to post either “heads” or “tails” in the comments below. Everyone who gets it right wins 10 Chode
Points.
BALTIMORE RAISINS (4-5) AT CHICAGO BEARS (5-4)
I told you so, Chicago.
You can hurt our all-world quarterback and possibly end out season, but
there’s no way in hell that makes you a contender. You’re not making the playoffs either. And when Rodgers is back for week 17, you can
bet your stupid silver bean that he’s ending your season if you’re not out of
it already. Hey, at least Derrick Rose
looks like an MVP again. Oh wait, he’s
hurt. Again. And he always will be. He’ll be the only MVP to not make the hall of
fame. Embarrassing. Go Raisins.
BALTIMORE by 7
FANTASY FOOTBALL: MAX GEHRMAN FARTS CONDOMS (7-3) vs BULBO
SPONGI-AWESOME (4-6)
See what I did there?
I implied that Max is a gay.
Ha. I’m hilarious. Unfortunately, this is what my fantasy season
has been reduced to: making personal attacks via my team name every week. Mainly because my team can’t seem to stay healthy
and Tom Brady is having his worst season in over a decade. Never trust a Michigan man. Unless that man is Charles Woodson. Regardless, I think Gehrman is going down
like a twelve-year old Vietnamese prostitute.
MAX GEHRMAN FARTS CONDOMS by 11
Drinking rum at 8:00 AM doesn’t make you an alcoholic, it
makes you a pirate.
- Chode Out
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