Monday, April 25, 2005

The Draft

As you can well imagine we have a lot to say about this matter, having kids of eligible draft age. My liberal wife will pack us all up move us to Canada if they even hint at re-instating it. You don’t wanna mess with her when it comes to slapping a uniform on one of her babies.
Of course there is nobility in fighting for what you believe in, but there is no cowardice in deciding not to get yourself killed for political ping-pong. I mean take a look at the situation with this current admi….

Ok, ok… relax. Weese has not suddenly gone off the political deep end…
The draft I am referring to of course was this weekends NFL draft!

As Ferris says – there is the draft and then 363 days of planning.
He was decked out in full 49ers regalia, replete with 49ers swivel chair placed strategically in the center of the living room. Snacks within easy reach, phone at his side to taunt friends and family, and remote in hand to flip back and forth to the Mets game.
What better way to spend a rainy Saturday.
(not to mention the 'niners got the 1st pick and snagged themselves the top pick QB)

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