This Buds for you Gene Roddenberry, the Al Davis of science fiction…
Long before Big Al hired Tom Flores and Art Shell, and way before a hole in the NFL space time continium allowed Al to annoint Amy Trask (egads, a WOMAN in the upper echelon of the NFL… one that doesn’t kiss her players… RIP Georgia) as “number one” of the Raiders, there was Gene.
In an era where TV was whiter than Casper, Gene put bitches, asians, blacks and everything else into space… all for Kirk to bang the snot out of.
To that simple end, heres a completely random pictorial tribute to the first and hottest black chick in space wearing a bluetooth headset…
Uhura rocking the ultimate miniskirtEven vulcans need nookie Uhura
New Uhura Zoe Saldana why does harp music play when I think of Uhura?
Giving credit where it’s due… The Monday Night Football broadcast crew is baaaaaack, and they actually speak intelligent football!
Not since the days of yore (the Cosell, Gifford, Meredith era for you tykes) has the MNF crew been anything other than mindnumbingly boring corporate hell sellout whores… ”well hello it’s Mathew Mcconaughey, who just happened to stop by the booth to pimp his Marshall plane crash flick, and because demographics indicate the 16-34 year old female segment thinks he’s a hunk. ” Since the golden era of Cosell and co., we’ve endured Kornheisers lame schtick, the bizarre Dennis Miller debacle, and eye candy sideline reporters (I wanna kiss you too Suzie… though we know you are legit) sporting designer scarfs and adding ZERO football value.
Monday Night Football... b4 the fat lady sang
Jaws: The master of film breakdown, Jaworski delivers spot on matchup analysis to go along with his prescient view of NFL quarterbacks. The passion Jaws has for the game shows in every telecast, a real passion unlike that forced shit ( Jerry Glanville anyone?) we see so often. Though admittedely its a dual-edged sword with Jaworski, but only because I so desperately hope to see other QB’s (please read this if your name rhymes with “Damarcus”) become that same respected football gym rat.
Tirico: Mike Tirico subtlely does what he does very well, giving the color with a good feel for game management… and he knows when to shut the hell up. A bit underrated, my respect for his skills have grown since being surrounded by this capable group.
Gruden: Saving the best for last we have Chucky, who brings the schtick and the knowledge from being on the front lines right up to 2009. Gruden is easy on the ears, if a tad Pollyana at this early stage of his broadcast career. Maybe its due in no small part to his Raiders background, but I really enjoy his breakdowns and analysis.
“Shit, I actually feel smarter about my pigskin IQ after Chucky digs into the nuances of the Tampa 2″
Can’t honestly tell you the last time MNF made me any smarter… certainly not during the agonizing death of brain cells caused by the Miller/Limbaugh/Kornheiser’s of crews past. If beer does indeed kill off the “weak” brain cells, than the industrial strength poison wrought by these guys surely nuked the rest.
Thank you ABC/ESPN/Disney for remembering that FOOTBALL is the engine that drives MNF. For those of us who make our snack runs during the Superbowl commercials <perish the thought>, we appreciate this not so small nod towards the game itself.
Funny Jaworski spoof video by Texans WR Derek Anderson…