You're not good enough to be an a-hole.

Tonight we watched a CFL game. My original plan was to post about that, but there were too many Canadians watching and talking at the same time: an aunt, uncle, sister, mother and husband. I couldn't keep up if I tried. At half-time of that game, we peeked at the first 10 minutes of a recorded episode of Hard Knocks.

In the opening segment, a special teams coach was giving it to the players, reeeeallly giving it to them. "Like a man. I'll say it to your face!" And then a lot of #@*&!%, &@$%#*!!!  And more, %$@*%&$@!!!  The best was, "You're not good enough to be an asshole!"

J - HA! I'm going to use that one.  (And then posts it as his Facebook status)
A - I wish I could talk like that sometimes to students in my office! See those grades!?! Do you!? You're not good enough to skip class. And, by the way, $@*%*&!!!

Stay $%*&$@! Tuned, you @*% $!&@!$!

Boardwalk Empire starts soon.

OITNB, wait, what?

While we sat around waiting for the new episode of Hard Knocks, J asks if I want to watch an episode of Orange. We are trying to get through season 2.

I remind you, this was his suggestion. I don't even need to tell you which episode - completely irrelevant. J probably doesn't even know which episode we watched. And, there are no spoilers here.

J - Wait. Is she free? Where is she going?

J - What happened? He got shot?

J - Hold on. I didn't have my glasses on. Who was that?

Yep. So that's it. Glad he suggested that WE watch the show.

Stay tuned. You never know what J will want to fake-watch next!

P.S.  J was out of the room when HK began. It was about two whole seconds into the opening surgery scene.

J - Did I miss anything?
A - It seriously just started.
J - Who is that?
A - It JUST started.
J - So they didn't say who that is?
A - (sigh). I don't know. I wasn't paying attention.

Hard Knocks and balls (not footballs).

About 25-30 minutes into episode two of Hard Knocks, I decided I didn't have much content for a blog post. But then . . . balls. And, not footballs. A rookie (Ricardo Allen) tells a camera about his balls. He got hit in the nuts (his words) during training camp, and one of them grew about four-times the normal size. And he was giggly about it, which meant we, a couple of thirty-somethings who normally giggle like nine-year-old boys at ball jokes, should have been giggly, didn't have much to say.

In the next segment, the narrator states, "Of course sometimes a big pair can come in handy." The rookie and his girlfriend went zip-lining. And he wore. . . well:

A - Speaking of balls, you have to have some pretty big ones to wear that outfit.
J - (nods) And to button to the top button.

What you cannot see in that picture are his navy Superman socks paired with neon tennis shoes. Because why not zip-line in a Hawaiian shirt, superman socks, and neon kicks with a strap holding you by the balls, after you have been nicknamed "Big Balls" for having swollen balls.

And that was it; kind of disappointing.  Except for when J rewound the balls segment to watch the rookie say balls and giggle, again.

Stay tuned,
A and J