Wednesday, June 14, 2006

High Falls Brewing








Category: Macro
Location: Rochester, New York
web site: www.highfalls.com



Brewing at the site of the present day High Falls Brewing Company in Rochester, New York dates back to the 1850's, when it was home to the Rau & Reisky Brewery, as well as a first class saloon. It was first known as Genesee as far back as 1878 and there was continuous brewing on site until Prohibition forced a cessation of operations in 1920. One of those who lost his job as a result of this most ignorant and small minded of all Constitutional Amendments was Louis Wehle, who had been the company's superintendent. We share this information because we feel that it may be of at least of mild interest to some, should they manage to stay with the story. Probably not, though.

Louis Wehle had brewing in his blood. His father had been a brewer, as had his father before him. He even attended the National Brewers Academy in New York City before taking a job at the brewery. When Prohibition shut things down, he became a baker and a grocer, eventually founding a grocery chain which he sold for $1.3 Million in 1929. Following the end of Prohibition, Wehle re-entered the family business using the proceeds of that sale to found the Genesee Brewing Company in 1932. Successful from the start, Genesee continued to grow in the years following WWII, and buoyed, no doubt, by the introduction of Genesee Cream Ale in 1960, was among the nation's 30 largest brewers in the mid 1960's. Despite a marked drop in production (from a high of 4 million barrels in the late 1970's to just 2.2 million 15 years later), Genesee was the 7th largest brewer in the country by 1990.

The 1990's saw the launch of two new lines for Genesee. Michael Shea's Irish Amber and Black & Tan were remarkably unremarkable and shall not soon be spoken of again in this space, but JW Dundee's Honey Brown Lager was an immediate success locally, and even more so on a broader regional- perhaps even national - level. The name came from a combination of the intials of Louis Wehle's son, John, by now chairman of the brewery, and the source of the honey used in making the beer, Martin's Farm in nearby Dundee, New York. The modest success of this new line, however, did little to help the brewery's overall bottom line, and Genesee's struggles continued. In August of 1999 Pabst made an offer for all of the brewery's brands. The Wehle family felt loyalty to Rochester and, correctly fearing that local jobs would be lost when Pabst relocated brewing operations, rejected the offer. In 2000, an investment group led by the brewery's management took over operations and the company's name was changed to High Falls Brewing Company.

That gob may have been a bit long winded, but here are the important things to know:

Genny still makes beer that is every bit as good as Bud and Miller, no matter what the born on date, or how much less filling it may be. We respect people who drink beer because it tastes good and they enjoy it, not because they laugh at the commercials, don't feel full, are in the awful habit of always buying the same thing, or because more than half of the country drinks the souless, pale yellow substance.


Speaking of beer that tastes good, JW Dundee's is now making a variety of pretty fine brews. As our main man, Lew Bryson, says:

New beers are out under the Dundee label: reports are that they are Saranac-like in character. Hope to hear more...Whoa! I've had 'em, and they're at least Saranac-like. The Dundee Pale Bock rocks, the IPA is rippingly bitter. Expect great things in the future.
Full disclosure: while Mr. Bryson is indeed our favorite writer of all things beverage, we do not know him. Were we to know him, he would probably not like us. But dammit, do we respect him!

Dundee's offers four seasonal variety packs - that's one for each season! These represent an excellent value (approx. $9.99 for a 12 pack). Variety packs include three each of their American Pale Ale(very good, nicely hoppy), American Amber Lager (decent, we'd take it over a Killian's any day), Honey Brown Lager (solid; the old standby - we'd probably tend to underrate it) and the corresponding seasonal beer. Spring is Pale Bock, Summer means Hefeweizen, Fall the IPA, and Winter brings with it their Festive Ale. The Pale Bock is excellent, a gold medal winner (German Maibock/Hellerbock - Category 28 - for those of you scoring at home) at the 2006 World Beer Cup Championship. Hard to find a better sixer for less than a buck a beer, we say. We have only sampled the Hefeweizen a couple of times so far. In fairness to us, it has been an unseasonably crappy summer. Solid beer, if a bit disappointing. We must admit that, so far at least, we enjoy it a bit less than Saranac's Hefeweizen. It is not overly spiced or full of flavour. To be fair, it is labeled as JW Dundee's Hefewizen American Wheat Beer, which may or may not be a concession to truth in advertising. Still, we find it enjoyable, and a nice complement to it's packaging mates, which we are gaining new appreciation for even as we type. The IPA is highly anticipated in these quarters, as is the "Special Edition" Festive Ale, albeit to a slightly lesser degree. Overall, let us just say that JW Dundee has become a viable choice for craft beer fans, especially those like us who tend to support local and regional products when the opportunity presents itself. Get yo' bad self a seasonal craft today!


Editor's note: Let it be known to all that we are actually at least passing fans of Genny Cream. It's good. Does not every man fancy a Screamer now and then?




From the News That May Interest Only Us Category:
JW Dundee joins aluminum bottle crowd

High Falls Brewing Co. has begun to package JW Dundee’s Honey Brown lager and American Pale Ale in flashy 16-ounce aluminum bottles as a single-serve product for bars, restaurants, groceries and convenience stores.

“We’re looking at this as a way for people to sample the product,” said High Falls Chief Executive Officer Tom Hubbard. “These are just more ways for us to gain the momentum of the craft line of products that we are offering.”

Sources: Great Lakes Brewing News, The Internet, Our Vast Knowledge

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Beerjanglin' Presents: Ripped From the Headlines!


CHICAGO, Illinois (Reuters) -- Could Irish coffee be the perfect drink?

Researchers report that drinking coffee cuts the risk of cirrhosis of the liver from alcohol -- by 22 percent per cup each day -- but they stopped short of saying doctors should prescribe coffee for that reason.

The report from the Kaiser Permanente Medical Care Program in Oakland, California, was based on a look at data from 125,580 people.

"These data support the hypothesis that there is an ingredient in coffee that protects against cirrhosis, especially alcoholic cirrhosis," concluded the report published in the Archives of Internal Medicine.

What could cause the apparent protective effect is not clear, the report said.

"Coffee is a complex substance with many potentially biologically active ingredients," the study said. "The fact that coffee is also frequently taken with added cream, milk, sugar or other substances adds more possibilities for health effects."

Other studies with similar findings have led to speculation that caffeine could play a role. However, the protective effect was not found among tea drinkers, though the authors said they were not nearly as numerous in the study as coffee users.

The report did not suggest alcohol users increase their coffee consumption or seek out drinks like Irish coffee that combine booze with coffee.

"Even if coffee is protective, the primary approach to reduction of alcoholic cirrhosis is avoidance or cessation of heavy alcohol drinking," the researchers said.

Copyright 2006 Reuters. All rights reserved.This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten, or redistributed.

More Than Half Empty

We guess that sentiment could be used to aptly describe the state of this blog lately. It was fast becoming another Toasted Blog?? No offense meant by that statement, of course, just sayin'. No excuses. Like Al Gore before us, we like to think we invented the 'blog. Sure, we had no idea what one was until about three years ago. And we never really did any blogging ourself, per se, other than the odd ten minutes here and there, but we did have a hand in a now defunct venture that helped to start the blogging revolution, and our opinions and perceptions are rarely fact based anyway. It's true, ask anyone. Were also not given to staying on topic for long. Suffice to say that it is time for another of our periodic overhauls. We've tried bitchy. We've experimented with gay and trashy, though it was just a faze. We've done periodic and random. We've been utterly dormant for months at time. We didn't often venture into the potential cyber-quicksand of feelings, but we may have visited there a time or twice. What say you we now attempt, at least for a spell to be a gathering place for fascinating tidbits on craft beers and the craft brewing scene? At least on a local and regional level. It will never work, you say? You are right, of course. But, if nothing else, maybe it will help keep all the good stuff we pick up from our beloved brewing publications straight for our own benefit. If nothing else, it ought to appeal to those who have been drinking, keep me on this dude's ever popular blogroll for a little longer, and ward off the bitterness for a bit. We know it won't appeal to everyone. After all, there will always exist the ignorant masses, the Bud drinkers, if you will. Or those who simply prefer the wholesome goodness that is a Genny Cream Ale. We might just talk a bit about Genny, though, and their fellow High Falls Brewing line,
JW Dundee's. For those who most enjor the cheap, inoffensive flavour of a can of Keystone Light we will be of little interest, but you can gloat about how much better your blog is. To each one's one. We are not here to judge. Well, we are judging, but it's mostly just the flavour of the beer. Mostly. Anyway, with a little luck and a little sticktoitiveness, we'll manage to stick with it through hefeweizen season and into pumpkin ale time!

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Vote For Mason




Read this shit, It's good. Sure, I have UConn in my money bracket, but it's pretty much shot at this point anyway. UConn has tried their damnedest to lose every game thus far, so why not? It is madness, afterall.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

F.U.-JJ!!




holla, holla, holla!!

It's all over for the Dukies; JJ, The Landlord, Coach K-Rat, all of 'em. I shall sleep well this night. And that's not just the beer talkin', folks.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

It's That Time Again, Folks!!




Bojangles presents the Third Annual Electric City Weekend of Madness and Associated Drunken Revelry/Idiocy in the Middle of March Which May (or May Not - but Most Likely is on Some Level) be in Some Way Associated with the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament's First Two Rounds. There. Nice. Pretty catchy, eh?

Okay, so I know we've all been through this before, but peeps got questions, and I gots answers, so here we go:

- I will be in the E.C. by 12:30 PM at the latest on Thursday, March 16th.
- The following day (Friday, March 17th) is St. Patrick's Day. We will (or is it Will?), most certainly, beyond a shadow of a doubt, you can bet your sweet bippy...where was I? Oh, sure, we can do something dumb.
- There will be beer to drink every day. Every day.
- There will be Reubens (these are sandwiches made with (among other things) corned beef and sauer kraut) on Thursday.
- I have wanted for many years (okay, at least two) to have a KFC vs. Popeye's Tasteoff. This could well, and should, happen this year (2006).
- EC Paul will be present at various times during the weekend. This is inevitable, yet highly desirable.
-

BL's Tavern
will be closed for renovations throughout the festivities, bu I was thinkin' we could probably hit the Seventh Inning Stretch at some point, perhaps on Thursday evening.
- The Park Inn is a dude bar that is located not too far away, and they have (aside from the requisite dudes, of course) some respectable prices and some pretty nice wings.
- Karaoke must take place at some point during the festivities. We all know the beauty and majesty of the Bangkok Thai Bistro's scene, but there may be another (formidable) contender in the mix. William and William know what I'm talking about.
- I love pizza. I am not alone in feeling this way.
- Tommy and/or Ren will likely expire before Saturay.
- I hope Willie blogs the entire experience for posterity.
- The Syracuse Orange play at approximately 9:40 PM on Thursday. Some may be slightly drunk by then. Some will yell to excess. I applaud these individuals.
- The UAlbany Great Danes play at approximately 7:15 PM on Friday. They face the best team in all the land. That sucks. We will watch it. ECP will consume several green Genny Creams during the course of this game.
- I propose, in honor of William H. Shannon and all that is right in this world, a day of good beer. This would include many microbrews, and, perhaps, Genny Creams. It will not likely involve many malt liquors or canned beers. This proposal is negotiable.
- This weekend involves, as we should all likely be aware by now, an historic tour of the Schenectady Stockade area. This will likely be led by drunker/hungover residents of said area who are highly knowledgeable and, as such, should not be questioned about anything they say. About anything. Ever.
- There will be a 42" plasma with HD going at all times. There will also be an auxiliary 32" screen. In addition, we will have up to three computers available at all times.
- Dudes should eat wings in times like these.
- I will try to have plenty of toilet paper on hand.
- Dunford snores at a rather high decibel level.
- We are not getting any younger, and I will likely have to have waivers of liability for events like this in the coming years.
- We should do breakfast on at least one of these mornings. Mike's Famous Hot Dogs, the Brandywine Diner, and Peter Paus are all likely culprits.
- A real bar crawl of these parts will be organized by this fall. In the meantime, we will do our best to explore and discover. This means we will visit Perreca's bakery late on Friday or Saturday night for pizza. Sorry Bill.
- There is a bowling alley within an easy three minute walk. With an OTB. I have yet to bowl there. I'm not sure where I'm going with this.
- Slick's is a must at some point. Famous for sandwiches since 1974, and with good reason.
- Blockhouse? Hell yeah!
- Toasty won't show up, but he is certainly welcome.
- There aren't really any great sports bars in the E.C., but we will make do. Just like we always have.
- This could probably be a good post if I proof read it and fleshed it out with pics and liks, but I hope it will suffice.

It's a celebration, bitches!!

Saturday, March 04, 2006

Artisan Cheeses



That's right...cheese, bitches! Artisan cheese. Go to this festival. In addition to the cheeses, they also have over
80 beers. TTFN.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Happy More Winter Bitches!


Enjoy your six more weeks of (ridiculously) mild winter. Should end just in time for the traditional March Madness opening weekend in the Electric City. Ain't nothing wrong with that.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

We Apologize In Advance...Or Do We?



holla, holla, holla

Bojanglin' has been off to something of a rough start here in the aught and six, what with the promises of gay trashiness and the utter lack of posts and the what have you. But here is where everything changes. We's going rebel/pirate vibe. We are drunkenly taking things that should never see the light of day and creating classic posts with them. Y'all want a blog war? Y'all got it. Yeehaw! Here we go:

It should be noted that in the following "conversation", "ECP" is, in fact, ECP, and "IBD" may "have been drinking". Beyond those minor factoids and my utter lack of simple human decency, I hope some enjoy the following:


IBD: so now I am slowly but surely losing control of my limbs
BOJANGLES: I love that you had to have a mixed drink for caffeine
IDB: why else would I?
BOJANGLES: this idea can't miss
BO: I can't imagine
IBD: I didn't think I was making them as string as I was
BO: I like it
IBD: until I realized that I am on fourth one...from the same 24oz bottle of pepsi in a 16 0z glass
BO: I wen't to slicks about 6:30 tonight
BO: that's...even better
BO: ice does take up lots of room ya know
BO: liquor is kinda fun
IBD: it does....but still...I have been dancing around my apartment
IBD: it is...the best thing is...your mind is the last thing to go...so you don't realize how drunk you are til lyou try to walk
BO: it just hits you at some point
IBD: I love it
IBD: so Paul got his cowbell taken?
IBD: did they give him a warning?
BO: no warning
IBD: that sucks
BO: some college dick came up at half time and attacked

EDITOR'S NOTE - AND...CUE ECP

ECP: Danny, This is the ECP
ECP: The man took it away
IBD: bastard
ECP: apparently (is that a word?) it is "illegal"
ECP: to have an artifical noisemaker
ECP: at an american east basketball game
ECP: your ok if it is at a field ho
ECP: hoc
ECP: hocky game,
IBD: sumbitch
ECP: those dykes love that
ECP: shit
IBD: yeah
ECP: you are not a dyke are you?
ECP: cause im sorry if you
ECP: are
IBD: I am a dyke...
IBD: apparantly I am hot stuff in the gay community
ECP: oh god, my face is red
IBD: sorry
ECP: do you hate me?
IBD: never
ECP: cause I onc
ECP: e
ECP: did a r
IBD: I just wish o=you were more open minded
ECP: i cant type on this
ECP: what
IBD: or that you would introduce me to some of your dyke hockey friends
ECP: i am trying to say is i once read the "vagina monoluges"
IBD: I am quite drunk...
ECP: and it was brilliant
ECP: i had a few gennys
IBD: I like slicks
IBD: I can't wait till Syracuse
ECP: i like you
IBD: How about Su with the buzzer beater last night
ECP: a/s/l?
ECP: i was watching UAlbny
ECP: dominate
ECP: sorry, ecp has been drinking
IBD: ahh

and we're back...sorry, again, some drunken asshole(s) found this amusing.

FULL DISCLOSURE - BOJANGLIN' NEITHER KNOWS, NOR LIKES, ANY OF THESE PEOPLE. NOR ANYONE OF THEIR ILK.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

K-Fed Truly is a "Big Ass"



This track is so hot, I'm sweating as I type this, yo. Maybe y'all will respect K-Fed for more than his sweet dance moves and baby blue tracksuit next time we run into him at the Saw Mill. Word.

Monday, January 09, 2006

This is the Greatest Night of My Life!!


Nope that ain't Master P. He only ball like he be. That is our boy, Lee (Levine, that is)

College basketball has long been a passion of ours. We cried when Syracuse lost to Indiana on Keith Smart's clutch baseline jumper. We are all, however, aware of how oversensitive we at Bojangles be. We are also aware that "March Madness" is the greatest sporting event known to man. But the NCAA tournament is, much like New Year's Eve, amature hour. You don't start watching the NFL only after the wild card round of the playoffs, nor MLB just in time for the LCS and World Series. True, there is something magical about the NCAA tourney. The David versus Goliath Scenarios. The heroic performances by kids half our age. The 260 pound secretary winning hundreds in the office pool based on picks made by her seven cats. Don't get us wrong, bojanglin' love dat shit too. But now is the time to jump on the college hoops bandwagon. Think about it, man. The games are short for those of us with an attention span that is a bit, ummm...where was I? The fans are passionate - even Dunford almost killed a wee man coach just this evening. The tix are cheap - UAlbany's can be had for an average of $3.50 apiece with your Price Chopper AdvantEdge card (or free after halftime).

But don't take my word for it, listen to a professional writer:

ALBANY, N.Y. -- The University at Albany's Recreation and Convocation Center is a subterranean concrete bunker of a gym, a good place to escape the crazy world above for a couple of hours. But in among Wednesday night's 2,000 studious observers spread out over the RACC's bleachers, two separate assemblages of noisy home fans (each 40 or so strong) did their best to make sure UAlbany's home gym didn't become library quiet.

One loud purple-and-gold crew was located behind the Great Danes' bench, the other in the bleachers behind the basket they were defending (all the better to distract the visiting Hartford Hawks' free-throw shooters). During breaks in the action, the two groups engaged in a little long-distance call and response.

I say U, you say A! U! (A!) U! (A!)

Hey, it's a start. For the most part, the RACC has been little more than a good place for UA students to crack textbooks and get some studying done … during games. The former teacher's college jumped from Division III to I in 1999, spent two years as an independent provisional, and had a rude initiation to the NCAA's top division: 20 total wins over its first three D-I seasons.

But head coach Will Brown began assembling a solid core of players in New York's capital city -- kids like guard Jamar Wilson (15.8 ppg) and small forward Brent Wilson (no relation, 11.5 ppg). Just like that, the Great Danes went from league punching bag to a tourney four-seed in one year, collecting 13 total wins in 2004-05.

And with the America East departures of Vermont's power trio and the Northeastern Huskies, Albany suddenly found itself in a position they haven't been since coach "Doc" Sauers took the Danes deep into the 1994 D-III NCAA Tournament: favorites. They were picked first in the conference coaches' poll as well as by Blue Ribbon Yearbook, a snowball of hype that was picked up and rolled along by the national (cough) media.

"At the beginning," Brown said. "Everybody thought we'd throw a cape on, jump out of a phone booth, be superheroes and go undefeated."

But Brown's bunch was much more Kazaam than Superman in the early going. After splitting a pair at their Coaches vs. Cancer pod in Gainesville, Fla., the doormat-to-destiny Danes returned to Albany and lost their home opener -- to the Sacred Heart Pioneers, a team that hasn't even qualified for the Northeast Conference's eight-team tourney in six tries. Albany had thrashed SHU 85-67 a year earlier on the road, without the services of then-junior Jamar Wilson.

"I think they thought that as soon as the ball went up for the tip-off, they were just going to go away," Brown recalled. "But they hung in there. When we lost to Sacred Heart, it was like, 'Oh, my God.' Our guys started panicking, they put a lot of pressure on themselves."

The embarrassing loss was like a collective leg iron on their California swing, a roadie on which they lost to San Diego State and UCLA. Then, in their key city game on Dec. 3 against the MAAC's Siena Saints, the Great Danes stormed back from 20 points down only to lose 82-74 in overtime.

"That loss really crushed us, because it's like the Albany Super Bowl around here," Brown said. "Guys were reading the newspapers and message boards. Everybody was writing, 'We thought you guys were supposed to be good, what's going on? Why aren't you doing this, why aren't you doing that?'"

Albany was returning to all-too-familiar territory: adversity, mediocrity and losing streaks.

"We were just wound up so tight," Brown said. "I told this team after we lost to Harvard [61-48, Dec. 17], 'Take all the expectations, all the pressure, and we're going to crumple it all up and throw it in the trash. We're not going to be concerned about anyone except us. If we stay focused, we'll see how quickly we start steamrolling to win after win.'"

Once all the preseason predictions were safely in the recycle bin, the heavy machinery came out. After losing six games over a seven-game stretch, Albany swept its first two league games (against Binghamton and Stony Brook), beat up on the Ivy League's bumbling Brown Bears over the holidays (a 62-47 win on Dec. 28), and then returned to America East play on Wednesday night with a solid 75-62 home victory over Hartford.

"At the level we're at in Division I, we're a one-bid league," Brown noted. "Take all the nonconference, forget about it. Learn from it, but forget about it. We're the only 3-0 team in the America East right now, and the only one that doesn't have a losing overall record. Are we the best team in our league? We don't talk about that."

No, that's an issue for the pundits and pollsters and bloggers to chew on. One thing is for certain, though -- no matter what its record, Albany will always be No. 1 with its furry team mascot, who's just a purple and gold suit and a giant "A" away from being a dead ringer for Scooby-Doo. And as for that growing core of devoted supporters, more wins always mean more fans. Soon they won't have to yell across the floor at each other.

I say Great, you say Danes! Great! (Danes!) Great! (Danes!)

Like I said, it's a start.


Mayhap we shall edit this into a sensible form in the future...more likely we will not.

Friday, December 30, 2005

Gayer Than a 3 Dolla Bill, Y'all

SoThis is K-Fed?



No mistaking this as the real Mr. Spears, Electric City.

You Should Be Thanking God That I Spend My Free Time Productively



Check out the nether regions on Ms. Eliza Dushku. 'Nuff said?

But don't Forget Paris!



Here at Bojanglin' we (you know, the royal we, man) have made a New Year's Resolution to be twice as gay and trashy in '06!

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

At Least He is Goddam Handsome

All I want for Christmas Is This Sweet Ass Shirt (and the hanger)


Okay, I'll admit it: I just don't seem to got it tonight. Maybe I should grab another delicious, Christmas/Wintery beer and fire up the old Peanuts Christmas special, I don't know. Maybe I need to do some rum shots and ride around on my domestic short-haired goat, Ricardo. Perhaps I should have just waited before flinging more cyber crap onto my beloved internet. I surely do wish I had some soft, buttery pretzels with spicy mustard right about now, I can tell you that much. Damn, this is fun. You were so right.

The Great Outdoors in a Glass


True enough, I don't know what that heading means any more than you do. Hell, I didn't even stay at a Holiday Inn Express last night. We don't support that sort of establishment in the Electric City. I did make $212 on Sunday whilst drinking (cheaply) and watching football (distractedly - you may as well know that I tend to lack focus), though. So believe me when I say stuff, at least to a point. Or don't believe me at all. Nobody could really blame you. I think Jim Valvano has been dead for twelve years now and this needs to be said: he was not all that handsome. He was also a kinda cool dude who could be a dick and is extremely overrated as a human and a coach because he had cancer and was somehow lucky enough to win an NCAA championship in a huge upset. Wow!! That Bojangles sure don't mind a courtin' controversy, do he?

post script -
Don't y'all think it's about time for Dukie V to contract the Big C?

Damn, he done it again!

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Back and Bloggin' (in our signature highly random fashion)


Well, kids, it has been quite a spell since last we sat and drank and shot the proverbial virtual shit, eh? One might imagine, given my lengthy layoff, that I am full to bursting with tales of adventure, intrigue, and hilarious tomfoolery. One might be very wrong in these imaginings, however. Or, perhaps, one might only be on one's third beer of the evening. I did manage to sample three very different (and all quite delicious) kinds of "Buffalo" wings on Sunday. Wait, where was I? On the couch, of course. My Christmas tree looks awful purty. I made it tonight. Did it all myself. I like to get drunk this time of year and stare at the lights whilst watching the Peanuts Christmas special repeatedly. You know how we do. It should be snowing soon given the time of year, but it is currently 84 degrees in our fair Electric City.
Speaking of the big city, I journeyed to my hometown of Randolph, NY (population: over 1,300!)recently for the holiday repast. Randolph is the proud home to a bowling alley, two bars (counting the Legion), two "restaurants", and a grocery store - with buggy hitching post, of course. Oh, and the 2005 Class D NYS Highschool Foosball Champeens! Word, exciting stuff. I'll leave you with that for now, it's all the inspirado I can spare. Worry not, gently buzzed readers, for there may yet be more to come. At some point.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

NFL Football Notebook: Brady's deal doesn't look like such a steal - CBS SportsLine.com

NFL Football Notebook: Brady's deal doesn't look like such a steal - CBS SportsLine.com

Let's get one thing clear about the new contract signed by Tom Brady with the New England Patriots: It's not as much of a bargain for the team as some are painting it. Did he take less than he should have? Yes. But he got a hefty deal.

Perceptions aside, Tom Brady is laughing all the way to the bank. (AP)
Perceptions aside, Tom Brady is laughing all the way to the bank. (AP)
Yet for some reason, there's this romanticizing of the Patriots in regards to the family-style way they run their team, that Brady took a deal far below what he deserved for the good of the team. Many writers and broadcasters continually insist the players don't care about themselves in New England, only what's good for the team.

That's a bunch of bunk.

Fuck him anyway.