So I Was Wrong Like

  Remember any song by the band Chicago? Well freakin' Pat Morita, God rest his soul would have sung the Karate Kid theme song today. Did we do it all for the glory of love? Hell no! We lost the match but ended up with the last kick to the balls.And we won. And I underestimated again. Will an old Bolt fan ever sniff comfort? NEVER!!! The stars have written this. Jesus is getting hip on the Chargers. Cool. We are working it out like Ralph Macchio on the piling or with his gee tar at the "Cross Roads", we played somebody else today but still won. Best actor nominee? LT. Pizza is here...

 Nowhere to begin. I'm eating and can't explain. But these lapses with W's may add up to magic. It takes more than being good to make a Super Bowl run. I said Super Bowl run, not playoff contentment. The Raiders beat us in an AFC Championship game. The "Holy Roller" game. Oh, no luck and a rule change after that one. It takes a certain element. One of the elements is luck. Skill suppreses luck, but luck is always dangling. Like an earring on Barry Bonds. Ride the cross while you can Chargers, and OJ is daimond studded and not guilty.  Perception and reality are on two different planes. And yours crashed!

  Gloss n toss. We got lucky a bit. But were we? Oh, that magic thing. LT keeps using that word like he is the master of it. Skill, determination, and magic.

  Elvis Presley wrote a song I like. And it's about one Charger who has a nose for winning. And sniffing out the end zone and making it a freakin' James Bond me against the world I will fucking get there or die type of mentality. LT, I respectfully call you "Hound Dog"! Oh, the crying all the time? Opponents. We said we was high class. And that is NOT a lie.

 I was crankin' Nazereth before I got on the bus to Claudia's and I was feeling cocky. Nazereth had spoken to me and they said Jesus was cool with getting us up in this game today. Man, what a load of crap. Next week its my all time fave band...Mr. Big! Oh wait, I mean Mister Mister. I could end this profoundly with something like "We Are But Dust In The Wind Dude", but I'd rather end it with "Every Rose Has It's Thorn, Just Like Every Night Has It's Dawn, Just Like Every Dallas Cowboy, Sings A Sad, Sad Song, Every Rose Has It's Thorn." Yeah...IT DOES. Singin' Happy Trails and rising through the flails. LT is your master.

Raider Sacrifice

 OK ya'll usually know I have a good Raider pre game blog in me but alas...I'm at a loss for words. I have NO doubt. Rivalry or not, it will take miracles for the Raiders to even hang in our house. But they play the games cuz you really never know. The Silver N Black will be as up as they can for any game they have played this season. If they are even cohesive enough to comprehend. It's "Raider Week" for us, no mercy. I remember the past, and the Raiders will atone.

  Thanksgiving has cut into my blog time this week. The Rolling Rock is flowing so beware. That was a nasty rant last entry. But it's what I feel. I have an ego and the Chargers pump me up every fall. I blogged for two years to some accolades while we built a solid team. Now we are primed and I'm off center stage. Man, those other blogs suck. AM radio drive time sports.  Boring!

  I don't hope this game is close nor competetive. I want a blow out. My streak of flipping off McAfee will remain alive, trust me. We have some injuries but seem to be deeper than most teams.

  Lets wipe our feet on the Raider doormat. Many Raider fans are now reliving Halloween as they dress for their weekend football gala. But all that dressing up and what some consider menacing looking garb I find hilarious. They can't be serious about it now, meaning...why primp up when the dance sucks? Why go if you haven't a shot at a kiss. Getting laid would be like Hollywood fantasy. Slap on a black Raider tee and fugettaboutit! Enjoy the sun and some SD hospitality. If you consider hospitality a bitch slap. See you after the game.

Pens Used To Write History With Venom

Dee  runk, and crunked. Maybe I can be dumped by Fanhouse. But you can't stop my 3rd year. And all the people who visit and can't comment, cuz they are not AOL? Price paid. Sad. But they read on. All 3 of them. Good nuff fo me. Me, oh...so much mo bettah...than you...BIATCH! Blab on oh mighty wind. I'm on the wing of 1961, my birth year. 7 yrs old rabbit eared using mutha fuckah, divorced family. Told mom, actually asked, she was bigger than me that I would attend church no more, and Sundaze were football for me. Being a good hippy, she appeased me. Wasn't today great? 3 years I been writin'. I get squeezed on my lucky year. I don't play, I just write. And for awhile I thought I may write War & Peace before the Chargers got to where they are now.

 Joy To The World, The Bolt Is Born, Let LT and Philip bring! And crown the hood, with brutha hood. Let heaven and scorpions sting, let heaven and scorpions sting...good luck. A Christmas Carol. OK, the game. Let's go to the 2nd half...be right back...mas tequila!

 I'm enjoying my season. And I know my blog is read. By 2 people who can comment. I can comment on Fanhouse, nobody comments me. Although my lokes tell me they would love to. Nobody is forgettin'! 20 somethings who got the net think they know history. And can write about it as it happens. Nobody is more qualified than me! Again I say as this site is dead as I blog my SUPER BOWL season I chuckle. Groove is in the heart, go back all the way to 1990 Fanhouse bloggers, when you were sperm. Satchel Paige of the Chargers here, telling you all to fuck off. This is my "E" ticket and you fakers can jump on the band wagon.

 Oh, the game. Did I mention I loved the Tennessee Titans powder blue pants on highlights today? Oh, the Chargers. Did they play today? And set some kind of comeback record? Throw me some stats Fanhouse. 3rd year heart n soul here, going to the Bowl. I make $$ from falafel. Not being a real Charger fan. Call me fairweather, you be soooo wrong. A FAN. Uncompensated, lifelong fan. Ummm, Marty made a speech and we won? Not quite. The new way...it's gonna be.

 My South Side of Chicago, WW II vet grandfather, who is I think is 86 years young thought he would die before the Pale Hose won a World Series. Fer fuckn real, he like peered through knot holes to watch Sox games back in the 30's. My life is good, and so is his. I would not kill myself over the Chargers never winning the big one. But the big one is a window wide open now for San Diego. My G pappy called me when the White Sox won and said he could die now! He waited like, basically, his whole life. Tonight was good. If I were a bettin' man, and Iam, except I only bet welfare checks, I would say, my prognosis...as a Charger fan, is GOOD. Oh, and another thing about my veteran grandfather, he voted Democrat for the 1st time in his LIFE last 11/7! Something he said about trust, and the boys need to stick together over there, but who is helping over here, and his own cuts in his pension, yaddi yada yada? Kinda nice to hear. Old dogs learn new tricks sometimes. Like the Bolts did today in Mile High.

 You can go by past history, and believe in the trends. Check the internet for the past. Or like today, you use a pen to rewrite history. Iam semi delusional, but in reality. My teams milkshake, is better than yours, I could teach you, but I'd have to charge.

 Stats are for other blogs, as are drug tests. We conga lined our sports bar tonight. One Donk fan kept rubbin' it in when it was good for him. I seriously warned him to stop. Then my head spun around and I cackled and vomited green mucous all over him, and some Eagle fans. And the hex was broken. All we did was kick ass after that.

 Yep, I'm smug. And smitten. I just type and watch and puke! Shout out to all pretenders. Ground is shakin, the Bolts be breakin'! U no stop us. Marty has taught better than Quai Chang Caine since he got sent back west, way back when. Maybe tomorrow I'll be more serious. Stare the devil in the eye, and lose.

 And I would like to add also an ex Charger QB won an MVP in a big game today. Dave Dickenson was named MVP of the Grey Cup today. I know, it's 3 down ball and Ricky Williams couldn't hack it. The BC Bud won today, I mean the Lions 25-14 over the Alouettes of Montreal. West Coast...all that be mattering here.

Glue Factory

 Broncos post game is coming...been a busy week...

Yo, VINNY!!!

 Just had to give a shout out to the new George Blanda of the 21st century, Vinny Testaverde. Vinny came out of retirement, retirement home that is, at 43 to join the struggling Patriots. How many lives does this cat have? A salute to the veteran's veteran. Can't wait to see how he moves these days. My best to ya Vinny, and your son Bob Hope.

A Tiger In Our Tank

 O boi, uh, been drinkin' since a half past 10 (am) and just woke up at 10pm! Hey! That opening line sounds like a GeorgeThroughgood song, with a happy ending! Had a good day with the Bolt boys...fer reals, none of us ever gave up. We were watchers though, not playahs. We finally won a close one, with Cartman AUTHORITAH!

 But must admit, the Charger faithful at our sport's bar, Claudia's in Portland Orygun, about 10 strong yesterday stared at the screen in stunned silence. We came out of the gate flat as a pancake. Sloth like. The 1st half was dispiriting but aye me Chargers brothers n sistahs, could ya see the light at the end of the field entry tunnel? Aye, I saw it too. And walked toward it's Blue and gold transluscence and found victory. We saw the mountain in the 2nd half and scaled it quickly. But the journey was not without peril. Anxiety peril that started the 2nd half,unbearable.

 And an older Charger fan like me sees a game like this and gets deja vu. Like you have seen this before. Rivers was the ghost of Fouts. He hangs in the pocket so long, he be hangin' pictures on the wall. But you also have nagging thoughts of blow outs past that started like this, and didn't end up like this. I seem to remember alot of Fouts era games where we lost like 49-46 cause the dee was decent at best. To come back in the sea of black and orange from a 28-7 defecit and roar out of the gate in the 2nd like we did, pure lightning magic.

 The 2nd half was all kind of like watching a blur of effectiveness on the Charger's part. LT said in an interview after the game it was like being in a cartoon. Cool. Our game has been moved to Sunday Night Prime Time with the cool new "flex" schedule. So get ready for sole posession.

Big Ups to New Jersey State!

 I lived in NYC many years and nobody ever gave a rat's about Rutgers, maybe hoops once in a blue moon. But never football. Columbia and Lehigh came before the Scarlet Knights. Now they care and this team has a heart and RUNS! Like one of those intro reading books ala Dick and Jane. Run, run, run. See Ray run. Run Ray, run. Just giving propers where they are due. Keep that monkey wrench in the computer to screw up the whole BCS scenario, ah gain! The NCAA Univac Super Computer never lies right? Rutgers in the top 10, who woulda thunk it?

Earn Our Tiger Stripes

 It's low on the sides and high in the middle. After Ohio came to us in the form of the Browns, we have to go to Ohio and face the Cincinnati Bengals. Pre season hyped and current disappointment at 4-4. Are they sleeping or just weak? I always want one in Cincy. Since "The Freezer Bowl" in the Natti, when as a young boy full of hopes and dreams for the future was reduced to lifetime alcoholic by our 27-7 whipping at the hands of the Bengals in the AFC Championship. Think I was 19 and I knew beforehand when the Bengals came out in shirtsleeves and were cracking helmets and pads in the 59 below wind chill factor weather and we were in trench coats and shivering, we were in trouble. Read a cool story about that game. Ex USC and all star guard Anthony Munoz said the analysts were saying it was Bengals weather, and a majority of the players were from warm weather regions so that was all BS!

 To the current state of the Bengals. Hungry and downtrodden. Losing by single digits and staying close but in the end, losing. I know the feeling. And I don't wanna feel it this week. C Palmer to Ocho Cinco and Hush Man Zata, formidable.  I think the Orange Cats miss an older Cory Dillon a bit. Needed him to keep the defense honest and he had a nose for the endzone despite his distractions to the team.

 The defense is suspect. Last week Baltimore converted 40% of their 3rd down tries. Does not bode well for Cincy as we seem to be money on 3rd down. Also the Bengal secondary is flat. No sacks, no turnovers for Cincy last week. No INT's two weeks running. We can exploit this if we play up to our level and don't let the sea of black and orange get to us. Cincy has the "bust out" factor besides home field. They have too much talent to lay down again. Our dee is a little depleted also. I think we can stop the run against these guys. I look for the trio of Chad, Henry and Houshmandzadeh to get some big grabs, but take some crunching licks in the process. An epidemic in the NFL seems to be bad tackling. That "hard hit" without wrapping a player up leads to many extra yards and breakaway plays. Wrap em' up!

 Philip is cool as a cucumber and I look for him to learn some more skills in the harsh environs of Paul Brown Stadium. If the weather is cold or snowy, I don't worry about us. We proved we can run in the snow with all of our backs in a win VS Cleveland last year we we barely passed the ball. Solid. Just gotta stay cautious, as this team has explosive potential. Not against us I'm thinkin'. Two 4-4 teams have made it to the Bowl. New England in 2001 won. The 2002 (yay!) Raiders lost, killed by Tampa Bay. This ain't the Patriots. Like the Colts, good until they win some playoff games. Yes, we are in the same boat. Deep into the playoffs wins respect. We have yet to do that in 10 years.

Slowly, We Mow The Brown Grass

Tough, lame, and yadda yadda yadda. It's done though. Did I talk out my culo? I think not. Cleveland showed grit. One master faithful Brown endured, and rightfully so. Like zits, the complexion of this game changed with one application of Stri Dex!

 Is this...uh...throw me another shot baybee? Or whut? I throw in the .38 Special photo cuz...We Want U Back Where You Belong...BIATCH! Am I in the sayyyy owwwth...er...whut? We done hung on to da bitch...eh? Too cool.

 How do I apply meself now? EZ. After hangin' out with Interpol A Listers in the Soccer mi down world, without e ven knowin', what do I do now in Portland and one sole Cleveland fan...shake the mutha fuckahs hand. We r rawkin' at Claudia's. Hey...real world bloggers...this is what we do, and we can say anything. Remember "Say Anything?" Where dafux is the keymaster? Wasn't real then...tisnt now. And ya'll can't beat us. Like I could attach myself to Bruce Lee and pretend. I attach to San Diego and levitate. Just a little.

 Its either real or like Team America...Promise you'll never die!

  Oh, I forgot. Just took that M f n Starlight train. Back from SoCal. I flipped McAfee again, your down for another loss Raidahs. Oh, and you'll give up a minimum of 2 TD's to LT. I pass this stadium on purpose. Just my way. Like Morris Day, my trip wasn't 4 everyone, just the sexy people! A merry cuh, have you heard? Bad ass team throw ya the bird! Take one more drink...or die. Our defense without'all slit ya.

 I will mention Santa Ana winds near Hollister Ranch and hearing John Lennon's "Imagine" on my return trip. I, contrary to your beliefs, did not inhale. But 3 others did, and they were escorted by the police to their destiny.

  Who we got next week? Oh, I know. I just forgot. That freakin' Patron' man...freakin' Patron'.
 

The Grass Is Always Browner

 The Dawg Pound comes to SD to catch some rays and lose. My prediction. Big. 34-14, maybe. I don't see the Browns hangin' with us. Rueben Droughns is good. But the Wall and the banged up SD defense will rise. James Polk is ready in replacement of Shawne Merriman. Polk will make a big play. Like a TV cops "gut" feeling. Just have it. Hopefully we will play stand up run dee like we have consistently done and then the game is ours. Always factor in Charger unpredictability curve and our chances look pretty good.

  It seems the Browns beat the Jets last week, ok, were not the Jets boyeeeee. Seems we played the Browns alot in the 80's and I always looked forward to it, because it seemed even when we had poor seasons, we would at least beat them. I could be wrong, I'll look it up. This is in our hands, we should at least walk away with this in our liar. The 1-2 punch of LT/Turner will be too much for the CLE defense. Then we'll open it up. There will be a SD trick play, what do ya think?

  I looked it up. We have won the last two meetings and five of the last six. Good percentage and if I were in Vegas I'd take those odds! All time we lead the series 12-7-1, wonder when the tie was? The tie occured in a dismal year in Charger history. 1973, the Unitas year. We finished 2-11-1. As I was checking Charger records throughout the years I found a strange year I roughly remember. 1970. We finished 5-6-3. Talk about average. Funny, we were very close to winning 10 of those games we lost, most were within 3 or 4 and we lost them all. Knew I had deja vu going from childhood.

 We used to make fun of two of our RB's back then, Jeff Queen and Dickie Post. I kinda remember seeing some games and having Jeff Queen and Mike Garrett in my spokes. Browns are in our spokes....clickety slap...clickety biatch slap..clickety click! Remember Bolts, beat the teams your supposed to. This one by at least 2 TD's. And beat the good teams in the close ones dammit!