What are the odds...

Submitted by tspoon on September 1st, 2017 at 9:08 AM

McElwain made some snarky comment last night about not wanting to get caught picking his nose on the big Jerryworld screen.

Assuming we win, what are the odds Jim incorporates some sort of shark reference in his postgame comments?  From what we've seen over the years, it's rare for him to forego a well placed opportunity to return fire.





September 1st, 2017 at 9:18 AM ^

first time OP poster.  It baffles me at times what some people do with their first OP.  The first time I created an OP I gave it a lot of thought and made sure it was something the Board could use.  This is....... not that.

Mr Miggle

September 1st, 2017 at 9:24 AM ^

absolute zero as you can get. I expect Harbaugh to be diplomatic in his post game comments. If there's snark, it will be along the lines of managing his own team instead of talking about the opponents.


September 1st, 2017 at 10:47 AM ^

On the big screen in the stadium. That thing has its own gravity and you can't keep your eyes off it. I sat in the 4th row at the 50 yard line for the Bama game and I think I watched the screen more than the filed. It's completely obnoxious. It's honestly the most annoying thing I've ever witnessed at a sporting event.


September 1st, 2017 at 10:24 AM ^

if you are going to start a thread at least come back for the discusion?  If you want to throw out a random comment just do so on one of the random threads.  

hmmm maybe I should start a thread about this?  Can I label that as meta? 


September 1st, 2017 at 11:56 AM ^

have created a completely unrealistic To Do list for this evening and tomorrow until 3:30 just to keep busy.  Like, "fix water softener" and "clean out shed" are never going to get done in the next 24 hours, but as long as I am striving toward them, time is flying by.

Everyone Murders

September 1st, 2017 at 2:04 PM ^

The Scene:  SoDak Blues is in his daughter's room, laying head-first in her closet.  He has a half-empty bottle of Wild Turkey nestled in his hand, and two princess dresses (one blue, one yellow) draped between his other arm and head.  There is a glistening stream of drool from the corner of his lip to the uppermost dress. 

His daughter walks in, wide-eyed as the stage lights go up:

Daughter - Mommy, come quick.  MOMMY!
Mother SoDak enters, and daughter starts sobbing.

Mother SoDak - SoDak?  What happened?  Are you alright?
SoDak stirs, looking at his watch, and mutters

SoDak -  [damn - it's still Friday]  clears throat, and raises his head, squinting into the light.  Uhhmmm, nothing dear.  Just working on the to-do list.  Got to organize these dresses.
Mother SoDak picks up dresses, smells air, and finds dog-eared copy of HTTV under SoDak's leg.

Mother - That's it!  I'm taking the girls to my folks for the night, and we'll see you when you're presentable.

SoDak -  OK.  See you tomorrow at about 7 p.m.  Maybe you could bring some pizza?