"The University of Illinois is also in turmoil. The university sports an Interim Chancellor, an Interim Athletic Director, and an Interim Football Coach; the game will be played at Soldier Field, making this an Illini Interim Home Game."
Just heard on TV that Hagerup violated team rules and was left behind. Hello, Tate Forcier? Maybe we never punt, and never kick a field goal?
Well I did it. The weather was beautiful out this weekend and I finally decided, since summer is nearly upon us, that it was time to hand wash the family car and put a coat of wax on her because I hadn't done it since last summer. Which I did and the car looks great. BUT, I was intelligent and for some reason - despite being a pasty white guy who has a small amount of Irish heritage that mostly manifests itself in my skin type - decided "hey, I don't need sunscreen, I won't get burned very bad". I even kept looking at my shoulders while outside to see if they were starting to get red or not, and I couldn't see any redness... until I went inside that is. Then I realized, "uh oh". Uh oh indeed. I knew at that point that the pain was coming, and it was going to bring its friends along too.
I spent the night laying the bathtub with cool water and baking soda hoping it would help. I don't actually know if it did or not. And the rest of time I spent slathering aloe gel on myself, with some help from my wife to get the places on my back I can't reach of course. I can't imagine what people did before that stuff was widely available (they probably weren't as dumb as me in this instance to begin with).
So basically I pretty much exist as a human lobster at this point. Just dunk me in some butter and put me out of my misery.
Let's hear your sunburn stories, whether you or someone you know. Should be a good way to pass the time on the road to recovery.
While I generally ignore everything put on fannation not related to trade discussions, I found this to be amusing:
The fact that players traded to the Nationals are insulting the Pirates organization has a special irony coupled with hilarity.
Not a starter, but they got to be worried about their depth there.