Saw Gary Danielson at the Fairmont
a few hours ago. Some middle-aged woman was taking a selfie with him out front (only reason I noticed him). She had a nice ass for a older broad.
anyways, I says to him, "So, since you're calling a game between two fake Big 10 teams, how are you going to decide who to favor?"
ok, I didn't say that. it would have been rude and he's not exactly a small dude. but I did see him.
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Thud.
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sounds like you care
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I do, care.
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him and Brad remind me of the two old dudes from the muppets at this point.
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An old, tired, stuffy building.
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Never saw a poly name he couldn't pronounce 5 different ways in the span of 4 hours despite having done 27 of their games.
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Place was fucking packed tonight. Smartest thing they ever did was dropping that bar right into the middle of the great room.
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@Joey Does this count as a Carolla-esque "almost fight" story?
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I once saw Jason Garrett while driving through downtown Seattle. He was decked out in Cowboys workout gear. I rolled down my window as he walked by my car. I didn’t know what to say so I just yelled, “Jason Garrett! You’re Jason Garrett!” He stopped, looked at me and my only response was “hi”
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At this point I'll take the old fucks over the ESPN screaming idiots
