Cavs shot selection yesterday wasn’t up to LeBron’s standards. Blah. Johnny Manziel went golfing with his dad. Don’t care.
Tonight, at 7:10 on national televison, none of that matters. Who the Browns are going to draft. The Cavs impending playoff run. Contract extensions, injuries, magazine covers. None of it. Because in six short hours, we get to sit down and watch the most anticipated Cleveland Indians season in recent memory begin.
I’ve been waiting on pins and needles ever since this little teaser trailer was posted this week:
Friday couldn’t get here quick enough and boy did this not disappoint. One of my favorite things this year has been these trailers every week. It’s hard to get pumped up for the Indianas and Rutgers of the world but every week these got me excited for even the shittiest teams of the Big 10. These last two have been INCREDIBLE. Love that they added a voice to this one (even if it’s Lorde). Enjoy.
Bucks by 20.
I squealed
Just added this little ditty to my workout playlist NBD
Is it Thursday yet?!? Chills. There’s chills everywhere.
Love it. Let’s take a quick little ride down Memory Lane and look at the narratives of The Ohio State Football Team’s 2014 season
August: Heisman Trophy candidate Braxton Miller ruled out for the season. The Buckeyes will be LUCKY if they get 8 wins.
September: Ohio State loses to Virginia Tech in JT Barrett’s 2nd career start. Rebuilding year. Lost season. Urban can’t win primetime games. Defense is a mess.
October: Snore. These are games the Buckeyes should be winning. Still not impressed.
November: No way Ohio State rolls into Spartan Stadium and walks out with a W.
December: JT Barrett out for the Big 10 Championship game. Wisconsin is favored. Bet on the Badgers.
(See a trend?)
January: Ohio State has NO CHANCE vs Nick Saban and Alabama
All year it’s been the same story. Big Ten. Too slow. No Braxton. No defense. Too young. Not ready. And all year Ohio State has silenced its critics. Bring on Saban and the SEC. Bring on Alabama. Bring on Amari Cooper. Bring on Roll Tide. Bring on the doubters. Bring. It. The. Fuck. On.