FRIDAY DINNER
I love the idea of a 12-team college-football playoff.
I hate the execution of it.
The committee, predictably, tried to find the 12 most-deserving teams instead of the 12 best teams.
We can certainly argue about the merits of such a method - and there are many. There is no point to having conferences if the winner isn't rewarded substantially. It would leave a bad taste in everyone's mouth to tell a bunch of college kids "Good job, you guys are deserving of a spot in the playoffs... but you're still not getting it."
But what is inarguable is that the method the committee used has not resulted in the best possible games. Alabama, Miami, and South Carolina are all better than Indiana or SMU but, because they played tougher schedules, they ended up with more losses.
Anyway, Friday night I made boneless wings in sweet & spicy sauce and watched Notre Dame destroy an Indiana team that had zero impressive victories all season.
SATURDAY BREAKFAST
Saturday morning, I made a breakfast "sandwich" of scrambled egg whites between sweet potato hash brown patties.
And watched Penn State beat up on an SMU team that had zero impressive victories all season.
Saturday afternoon, I made a BBQ chicken lavash pizza with a Colorado BBQ sauce I bought at Cheese Importers.
A couple of items from my recent Colorado jaunt. (The chips are spicy fried-chicken flavored.)
Texas beat Clemson by 14.
The first three playoff games have been decided by an AVERAGE of 14 points. Not one game was close. Hopefully Tennessee-Ohio State will be better.
SATURDAY DINNER
Another round of those gluten-free nuggets from TJ's, this time tossed in my beloved new Tennessee-style BBQ sauce, with jalapeńo sauce on the side and sweet potato fries.
As I type these words while eating this food, it is 21-0 Ohio State IN THE FIRST QUARTER.
My God. This might be the most underwhelming day of sports I have ever watched. And I have watched a lot.
(Ohio State ended up winning by 25. So if you're keeping score at home - and you don't need to, as I am doing it - that makes the average margin of victory for todays's games 19.25 points. The closest game was 10 points.)
SUNDAY LUNCH
I ate a lot Saturday, as you have just witnessed. So I wasn't famished Sunday. I skipped breakfast - unless you count two giants cups of Pepsi Zero Cherry - and only felt like a snack around lunch time.
Trader Joe's Syrah-soaked Toscano red wine cheese spread and granny smith & calvados spread while watching the Rams and Jets.
People who talk about how annoying Aaron Rodgers is are missing the fact that he TRIES to be annoying. He is desperate for any attention. He doesn't care if it's positive or negative; he has never gotten over being the high school quarterback who no one wanted.
The only thing he would hate is if people stopped talking or writing about him.
Wait... I'm writing about him... fuck.
Whatever. He is annoying and his team is now 4-11 - thanks in no small part to his fumble that allowed the Rams to score the winning touchdown.
SUNDAY DINNER
(IF BY "DINNER" I AM ALLOWED TO COUNT A MEAL I ATE AT 4:40)
I was smoking turkey and, for obvious reasons, I wanted to do it before the sun went down. Besides, when you only have one true meal in a day, who cares what time you have it?
An homage to
Matt Denny's Ale House back in their better days in the first decade of the century: smoked turkey sandwich and sweet potato fries.
The New England Patriots losing will never, ever stop making me happy.
Remember on the last day of 2023 when I predicted that 2024 was going to be a weird year? I was wrong; I was expecting shit to be a lot worse than it has been. (Of course, it's possible - maybe even probable - that I simply got the year wrong and the weirdness is coming.)
However, I was right in one way that I never would have imagined: Guy Fieri's name appears on two of my five favorite BBQ sauces in America.
That's fucking WEIRD.
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