Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thanksgiving. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Let's Talk About Turkey...
I just had my eighth turkey sandwich in the past five days and I can't get over how good leftover turkey is during the week after Thanksgiving. Until this weekend I am the Bubba Blue of turkey. Turkey is happiness incarnate. You can barbecue it, boil it, broil it, bake it, saute it. There's turkey kabobs, turkey creole, turkey gumbo. Pan fried, deep fried, stir fried. There's pineapple turkey, lemon turkey, coconut turkey...
Alright, you get the idea. If you don't agree why don't you go do yourself a quick lap and then NEVER TALK TO ME AGAIN because you're lying to yourself and to me. Thank God when the Pilgrims and Native Americans decided to get together for dinner almost 400 years ago someone was smart enough to say "Hey, that thing's neck looks like Jeff Goldblum in The Fly... lets eat it to celebrate out friendship!"
The ultimate irony of turkey is that as much as I love it during the course of this week, I want no part of it at any other time. Turkey is the black sheep of the poultry family. Chicken went out and got a Ph. D. in deliciousness. Duck had to overcome a lot of obstacles, but has turned out fairly well and is steadily employed. TURKEY HAS DONE NOTHING! Turkey spends the year in his parents basement watching reruns of American Gladiators and flipping through two year old "TV Guide" magazines.
Once a year, turkey just shows up at Thanksgiving and hopes for the best. It's downright embarrassing that people had to put a chicken and a duck inside of a turkey to actually make it good. It's dry, bland, has no taste, and puts you to sleep within half an hour, just like a made-for-TV ABC Family movie.
Essentially I've got three days left before I hate turkey again. For the next 72 hours, my life is going to be a blur of grease, cranberry sauce and shame. By Saturday, I'll just dabble in turkey. By Monday, turkey will be like that friend who comes "for the weekend" and ends up staying for 5 days. Dude, I like you, but I need my space.
Finally Wednesday will come around and I'm going to treat my turkey like Walter White's pizza.
Labels:
Bubba Gump,
food,
opinion,
Thanksgiving,
turkey,
Walter White
Friday, November 29, 2013
Mike Tomlin Got In Jacoby Jones' Way And I Love It
People are all up in arms about this. Me personally, I was just hoping for a second tie in the NFL in two weeks because both the Baltimore Ravens and Pittsburgh Steelers are going for an AFC Wild Card spot which the Buffalo Bills are poised to snag.
(Quick aside: look, before you burst out laughing at that last point, the Bills play the Atlanta Falcons, Tampa Bay Buccaneers, Jacksonville Jaguars, Miami Dolphins and New England Patriots. Patriots game is a loss, fine, but the next toughest game is still totally winnable against the Falcons. Bills put up an 8-8 record, we're right there.)
In the Thanksgiving night game between the Ravens and Steelers, Jacoby Jones was returning a kickoff with the Ravens ahead 13-7. He was streaking up the left sideline, he cut back in and was tackled just after it looked like he might have the legs to take him to pay dirt.
Who is that standing on the sideline, a little too close to the field? Steelers head coach Mike Tomlin. He did nothing illegal, according to the officiating crew, but when you take a look from all the different angles, it sure looks like he knew what he was doing. You can see that hilarious image above of him looking over his should as Jones was coming, and apparently what he was looking at from the beginning was the jumbotron showing the run back.
Now unless you were there, who knows what angle the big screen was showing, so we'll never really know what Tomlin was thinking when he did that. All I know is this was a little big of gamesmanship played by Tomlin, and I love it. The Ravens players were upset about it, but at the end of the day, they won anyway, so who cares?
Great move by Tomlin mixing things up like that. I could watch that little shuffle move he does all day. Cat-like reflexes, that guy.
Labels:
controversy,
funny,
Jacoby Jones,
Mike Tomlin,
NFL,
Ravens,
Steelers,
Thanksgiving
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Black Wednesday Survival Guide
'Twas the night before Thanksgiving and
you know that that means,
time to get drunk with people you
haven't seen since your teens...
Happy Day Before Thanksgiving! Or, as
it's now more commonly called, “Dammit, I have to awkwardly drink
with people I haven't seen in five years” Day. Actually the
technical term for tonight is “Black Wednesday” and it has become
one of the nation's biggest partying nights.
Black Wednesday isn't all fun and
drunken games. It comes with it's fair share of problems, namely: “how the hell do I associate with all of these people?”
First off, don't worry. Odds are you're going to have the same conversation with about fifteen different people until you get drunk enough to no longer care.
First off, don't worry. Odds are you're going to have the same conversation with about fifteen different people until you get drunk enough to no longer care.
It may be worth while to
prepare yourself in case of emergency. In order to do that you need
to know what to expect. We here at Three if by Strike take your
sanity very seriously and consequently have taken the initiative to
create a list of the five people you're going to meet tonight and how
to deal with them.
1. The Townie
The townie's
natural habitat extends just as far as the boundaries of the town you
grew up in. A “trip” for the townie is going to the next town
over to watch a high school football game, all the while aggressively
shouting about how they could have thrown five touchdowns by now.
Think Uncle Rico, but in real life. You don't really care, but you
gotta admit, they're kind of a big deal around town. This person is
fairly easy to deal with. Just talk about their glory days, they'll
do the rest. “No dude, I don't remember that time that you scored
15 points in a high school basketball game in the state of Maine.
That sounds very challenging, please tell me more about your athletic
prowess.”
2. The Pseudo-intellectual
So
they went to college and read a book by Freud, Foucault, Marx or some
combination of the three... that's it. Point is that they now think
they're smarter than everyone else in the room and waste no time
making you aware of that. They'll probably drop the words
“proletariat” or “discourse” within the first two minutes of
the conversation as they casually tuck their alpaca hair scarf over
their shoulder. They may be annoying but hey, they paid attention in
class and their GPA probably shows it. The key to dealing with this
person is just keeping your mouth shut. They'll rattle off everything
they think they know in a few minutes and like an crying baby they'll
tucker themselves out. Be wary, they may try to regain their strength
with a steady diet of craft bears and house wine.
3. The Social Justice Advocate
Picture has nothing to do with that I'm talking about but this little guy is adorable
This person has always been conscientious but in college they got
dreadlocks and one time they smoked a joint with a guy who had a Bob
Marley poster on his wall. Now their wardrobe is comprised solely of
Che Guevara memorabilia (although they are waiting on an Edward
Snowden shirt they just ordered.) If you have a beer in your hand
they'll tell you that it's manufactured by child labor. When you tell
them it's made in Vermont they will tell you it's made by child labor
in Vermont. (Sorry, but no matter what you do you're an enabling
capitalistic asshole). There are two ways you can deal with this
person. Your best bet is to pair them up with the Pseudo-intellectual
as they will talk about nothing of substance for the next three
hours. If this isn't possible just enjoy the ride. “Oh no way! You
work at a non-profit, organic, sloth farm that promotes
sustainability in rural Wyoming, you're making a difference in the
world!”
4. The Gordon Gecko wannabe
They've moved into the financial district of some major city and are
now a junior member at some firm, insurance company or bank. This
person is easily visually recognized by the suit they wore to that
dive bar you're at or the fact that they easily have more grease in
their hair than... well than John Travolta in Grease.
Besides looking like Chrispin Glover in Charlie's
Angels, their hobbies
include reading the “Wall Street Journal” business section,
writing cover letters and resumes or wearing suits to cheap bars in
an attempt to pick up women (Hey, they're wearing a suit now!) The
best way to deal with this person is first to accept that they are
likely going to be making more money than you. If they take a five
minute break from pursuing that girl who was way out of their league
in high school to talk to you just ask them for their business card.
Good work, you've now both complemented them and shut them up in one
fell swoop! Also, if they make it big you can now call them and beg
for money.
5. Animal House
5. Animal House
This
person is still stuck reliving the glory days in college. They
probably flew under the radar in high school and are now back with a
vengeance after waking up in a pile of their own vomit a few times
during the past five years. This person can be seen wearing an
undersized fraternity or sorority t-shirt and, as mentioned before,
probably throwing up somewhere. They'll be fun until they've had
their fifth Bud Light in the past twenty minutes and try to take their shirt
off. We're at a small local bar, not an Avicii concert, keep it
together.
They're going to try to relive their glory days to you plain and simple. One night they had twelve beers and washed it all down with a whole handle of whipped cream Smirnoff and somehow lived to share their tale. “No way man, no one else partied in college at all. I'd love to hear more made up stories about how cool you are!”
They're going to try to relive their glory days to you plain and simple. One night they had twelve beers and washed it all down with a whole handle of whipped cream Smirnoff and somehow lived to share their tale. “No way man, no one else partied in college at all. I'd love to hear more made up stories about how cool you are!”
Now
that you're prepared for tonight get out there and have fun. And
remember: enjoy it, you only see these people once a year so if you
make a fool of yourself who cares. Get into the spirit of Black
Wednesday and recuperate tomorrow with ample helpings of turkey, mashed potatoes and stuffing. If you need some advice be sure to
check out Span's post on the Top 5 Thanksgiving Foods!
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
The Official 'Thanksgiving Food' Top 5
5. Cranberry Sauce : What the fuck is it? It's only eaten once a year. I'll dabble...
4. Turkey : Cue the outrage! Turkey is not that good. Needs to be smothered in gravy to enjoy it. I am on #TeamDarkMeat, though (no homo)
3. Mashed Potatoes: Mashed is my thing but I don't care how you like your potatoes. Potatoes are awesome and a Thanksgiving staple.
2. Pumpkin Pie: Delicious. Not my favorite type of pie, and pie is not my favorite type of dessert. But I'll be damned if I don't make an entire pumpkin pie and a half gallon disappear on Thursday.
1. Stuffing: Stuffing is the best part of Thanksgiving. So damn good. I have no clue what the hell it is but I want more. And left over stuffing... My god.... So ladies, if any of you are in need of a good stuffing... I'm your man.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Thanksgiving Break
So as many of you may have noticed, the blog has been shaky lately. We apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused in your daily reading routines, but rest assured, we have a plan.
Thanksgiving, easily the best holiday, is coming up fast. A lot of pieces are moving around the blog, but when we return, we'll be hitting the ground running. Expect a lot of commercial battles, college basketball pieces, MLB hot stove updates and anything else you're looking to read, because it'll all be here.
So, enjoy the video above, and enjoy your Thanksgivings. A few posts will sneak in here and there, but after the holiday will be the fireworks. We'll see you soon, amigos.
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