University of Florida football star Tim Tebow and his mother with star in a pro-life ad during the Super Bowl.
See story here on Fox News
Of course the women's "rights" groups have their panties (if they actually wear them) all in a bunch over the ad and are trying to get it banned before the big game. We can have ads with flatulent horses, women with shirts cut down to their navels, erectile dysfunction drugs and pop-stars singing and 'dancing' like they belong in a strip club. But airing an ad about a sick mother who decides to keep her baby against doctor's advice is considered bad. God is a lot more patient than I could ever be.
Focus on the Family is the one doing the ad so they are facing the brunt of the attack of the un-shaven legged and un-washed masses from NOW and other Femi-Nazi groups. Is it just me or do these pro-death proponents all look like women who wouldn't be likely to get pregnant anyway...so what's their problem? At the risk of sounding more uncharitable than usual, I have been to a bunch of pro-life rallies and protests where the NOW-COWS were counter protesting. And they were all ‘double-baggers’ and of questionable sexual orientation.
Now I’m not a constitutional lawyer and I didn’t stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night, but I’m pretty (yes I am) sure that the constitution doesn’t really speak to the issue of which Super Bowl ads should be banned. I don’t think the founding fathers anticipated that situation. I’m pretty sure it’s up to the networks and the FCC standards.
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Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sports. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Golf a Sport?
Recent Sports Headline: “Tom Watson, 59, almost wins and comes in second at British Open Golf Tournament”
Sports Headlines you won’t see:
“59 year-old quarterback wins Super Bowl”
“59 year-old tennis player wins Wimbledon”
“59 year-old pitcher wins World Series game”
“59 year-old runner wins the 100-meter dash at the Olympics”
Sports Headlines you won’t see:
“59 year-old quarterback wins Super Bowl”
“59 year-old tennis player wins Wimbledon”
“59 year-old pitcher wins World Series game”
“59 year-old runner wins the 100-meter dash at the Olympics”
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
LOL Funny
Well assuming you love March Madness like I do. This video is from The Onion. It's safe for all ages. That's not true of some of their other content or their advertisers, you've been warned.
NCAA Expands March Madness To Include 4,096 Teams
NCAA Expands March Madness To Include 4,096 Teams
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Friday, May 2, 2008
A Novel Way to Ask for a Date
From CNN
ANN ARBOR, Michigan (AP) -- Thirteen members of a high school lacrosse team have been disciplined for dropping their pants to send a prom invitation from one player to a girl.
The lacrosse players at Huron High School in Ann Arbor, Michigan displayed the question, "Will You Go To The Prom With Me? Yes or No?" on their bottoms, which they bared during a junior varsity game last Thursday.
Officials suspended 13 players for an undetermined number of games and ordered them to perform 20 hours of community service. They also were suspended from school for one day.
The girl accepted the prom invitation.
ANN ARBOR, Michigan (AP) -- Thirteen members of a high school lacrosse team have been disciplined for dropping their pants to send a prom invitation from one player to a girl.
The lacrosse players at Huron High School in Ann Arbor, Michigan displayed the question, "Will You Go To The Prom With Me? Yes or No?" on their bottoms, which they bared during a junior varsity game last Thursday.
Officials suspended 13 players for an undetermined number of games and ordered them to perform 20 hours of community service. They also were suspended from school for one day.
The girl accepted the prom invitation.
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Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Suck it up Princess!
Have you ever shouted this at one of your kids as they lay injured on an athletic field? No? Obviously you people are way too nice and are on the wrong blog. Go see my wife’s blog or Danielle Bean’s or Elizabeth Foss’ – they are nice people. So are the other parents at the games I go to, at least judging by the looks of horror they give me when I shout out things like that at my kids. Kids today are such Drama Queens and softies. I blame it on watching too much European Soccer, those French and Italians flop way too much. The Irish do too but they are falling down for a different reason.
Now of course I’m not going to yell that if there is a bone sticking out of the skin or blood gushing out like the Black Knight in the Holy Grail (“It’s just a flesh wound”).

But these minor injuries; where the kid lays down on the ground and rolls around banging the turf like he’s having some kind of seizure, puhleeze. Man Up Dude! And what’s with everyone else on the field taking a knee while the player is down (it’s not like they are praying for her) or then the parents on both sides clapping when the ‘injured’ kid hobbles of the field? What the heck is that about? If I was the kid I’d be awfully tempted to give them all half a peace-sign. If they are truly hurt they do not want all that attention – at least boys don’t.
And don’t give me the ‘a fake injury is good strategy’ garbage either. I don’t care. It’s unseemly and unmanly.
And what’s with all the snacks and drinks at each game. It’s like a buffet at the Golden Corral. Some of the teams my kids play on assign 3 parents per game to bring food items. One to bring oranges for halftime (already sliced of course), one to bring drinks for after the game and one to bring a snack for after the game. I’m surprised someone isn’t assigned to bring Kleenex in case one of the little darlings needs to blow his nose. It has gotten ridiculous. Kids even bring snacks and Gatorade to practices now. A few years ago one of the boys joined a new soccer team and at the first practice the coach announced “…and we won’t be doing any of this snack nonsense for the games…” My kind of guy.
When I was a kid you might have brought an old milk or soda bottle with you that had some water in it or the coach might have had a water jug for the game. But that was it. No fruit roll-ups or grapes or Power Bars. (Now it’s one thing if it’s really hot out there and/or a long game/pratice. I do realize the importance of proper hydration.)
When I was a kid here is how the conversation went on Saturday morning before my games:
Me: ‘dad my game is this morning can you drop me off’? (note that I didn’t assume he would be at the game)
Dad: ‘Ride your stinking bike. What did I buy it for you for anyway?’
Me: ‘but it’s 2 miles!’
Dad: ‘it’s good for you, builds character’
Me: ‘but what about bullies?’
Dad: ‘ride faster’
The things that go through ones mind during their lunch time run.
Now of course I’m not going to yell that if there is a bone sticking out of the skin or blood gushing out like the Black Knight in the Holy Grail (“It’s just a flesh wound”).

But these minor injuries; where the kid lays down on the ground and rolls around banging the turf like he’s having some kind of seizure, puhleeze. Man Up Dude! And what’s with everyone else on the field taking a knee while the player is down (it’s not like they are praying for her) or then the parents on both sides clapping when the ‘injured’ kid hobbles of the field? What the heck is that about? If I was the kid I’d be awfully tempted to give them all half a peace-sign. If they are truly hurt they do not want all that attention – at least boys don’t.
And don’t give me the ‘a fake injury is good strategy’ garbage either. I don’t care. It’s unseemly and unmanly.
And what’s with all the snacks and drinks at each game. It’s like a buffet at the Golden Corral. Some of the teams my kids play on assign 3 parents per game to bring food items. One to bring oranges for halftime (already sliced of course), one to bring drinks for after the game and one to bring a snack for after the game. I’m surprised someone isn’t assigned to bring Kleenex in case one of the little darlings needs to blow his nose. It has gotten ridiculous. Kids even bring snacks and Gatorade to practices now. A few years ago one of the boys joined a new soccer team and at the first practice the coach announced “…and we won’t be doing any of this snack nonsense for the games…” My kind of guy.
When I was a kid you might have brought an old milk or soda bottle with you that had some water in it or the coach might have had a water jug for the game. But that was it. No fruit roll-ups or grapes or Power Bars. (Now it’s one thing if it’s really hot out there and/or a long game/pratice. I do realize the importance of proper hydration.)
When I was a kid here is how the conversation went on Saturday morning before my games:
Me: ‘dad my game is this morning can you drop me off’? (note that I didn’t assume he would be at the game)
Dad: ‘Ride your stinking bike. What did I buy it for you for anyway?’
Me: ‘but it’s 2 miles!’
Dad: ‘it’s good for you, builds character’
Me: ‘but what about bullies?’
Dad: ‘ride faster’
The things that go through ones mind during their lunch time run.
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