This is what 17.5 months looks like

Ladies and gentlemen, I have an almost one and a half year old in my house!

Love Bunny.  That's what her shirt says.  Thanks Mimi.

Guest Post - Not To Them, Not That Way

I can't even.  I hate Duke.  HATE them.  I grew up rooting for Carolina (my parents became sports fans because of me - I taught them - so they didn't teach me to root for the home team, I figured that out later).  Hurley.  Laettner. Langdon. RedDICK. Wojo.  Jesus, those asshats were dicks.  Coach Kzeshekcovkdiacbbi.  Or whatever the heck his name is.  No one.  NO ONE likes that team unless your first name is Douche and your last name is Bag.  So this.  This abomination of a game really, really pisses me off.

I'm not here to talk about how we outplayed these private school poops (that IS what a dook is, right?).  I'm not going to break it down.  If you didn't see it, then you don't know basketball.  I'm not going to go on and on about how hard it is to play 5 on 8.  How those Stevie Wonders couldn't even get a replay right.  How I now know what it felt like to be a Seahawks fan when they lost that Super Bowl to the Steelers.  Or a Kings fan when the Lakers shot 134 free throws in the 4th quarter of that 2002 Conference Finals game.  Or a Bucks fan during the 2001 Eastern Conference Finals.  Wait, I do know what that's like!

No, I'm here to talk about Jim Nantz, Bill Raferty, and Grant Hill.  What. The. Hell.  To paraphrase the headphone mogul, Dr. Dre: CBS can eat a big fat D.  I'm never watching your channel again (unless, of course, I have a team playing on it, and there is no other option).  The LEAST biased announcer on that crew was Grant Hill.  And he won 2 NCAA Championships PLAYING AT DUKE FOR COACH K!  I mean, if I never hear Raferty's voice again it'll be too soon.  All I can hear is his "AND THE FRESHMAN HAS STONES OF STEEL" when Duke hit something, only to be immediately followed with: "well, they needed that" when Frank the Tank hit a three to counter.  I actually wanted to punch him more during that game than Duke's #3.  And that's saying something, because that kid need a good fist to the face.  Hard.  But I digress.

The Final Four allowed viewers to get local announcing crews by switching the channel to another affiliate.  You could watch TruTV (1 - that's a REAL channel... I looked it up and everything; 2 - I feel like we got TruTV because that's the crap channel, and that's how CBS thought of us) and have real, live Wisconsin voices on your telecast.  That was great!  I didn't have to listen to some national guy beg for Kentucky to go 40-0.  But for the Final?  No.  I get Grant effing Hill.  And Raferty.  I need a shower.  Go Big Red.  And this.

-the hubby