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Last week, I was contacted by a public relations firm who wanted to see if I’d be interested in helping Johnsonville Sausage get the word out regarding a new fantasy football-type contest called the “Rush for 2,000 Yards Challenge”. After rendering me completely incapacitated by overindulging my weakness for beer-soaked bratwurst, I was in no position not to comply. Read on:
Sheboygan Falls, Wis. (Aug. 16, 2010) – Johnsonville Sausage today announced the launch of its “Rush for 2,000 Yards Challenge” Fantasy Football game. Through the online game, which kicks off today and runs through Jan. 2, 2011, football fans will compete to win the “ultimate fan cave,” featuring their choice of televisions, speaker systems and other items.
“Johnsonville Sausage and football season go hand-in-hand, whether you’re tailgating in the stadium parking lot or enjoying the week’s rivalries from the comfort of your family room,” said Chris O’Toole, brand manager for Johnsonville Sausage. “We’re excited to provide football fans and consumers another exciting way to enjoy the season and get in on the action through the ‘Rush for 2,000 Yards Challenge.’”
How the “Rush for 2,000 Yards Challenge” Works:
Fans can sign up to play at www.johnsonville.com. Each week, participants will select one running back (whom they have not selected in a prior week), and that running back’s yards for the week become their yards. The goal is to have the most rushing yards each week and to have the most cumulative yards at the end of the season. Weekly prizes will be awarded to those participants with the most rushing yards that week, and the player with the most cumulative rushing yards at the end of the season will win the grand prize “ultimate fan cave.”
In addition to allowing consumers to showcase their football knowledge and skills through some friendly competition, Johnsonville and Athlon Sports will be providing Rush for 2,000 participants the latest in fantasy football news, as well as tips and recipes to help make the football viewing experience better than ever this year. Content on the game’s Web site will be updated regularly, and football fans can check back each week to get the latest inside scoop from the league, giving them an advantage to make the best selections for the this season’s game.
Sounds simple enough, right? So why don’t you go ahead and hop on over to the official site, register and show them how football-savvy the typical Sportress reader can be. Don’t let me down, ya ingrates. Now, you have your orders. Get moving.
Who says cool things can’t ever happen to lowly sports bloggers?
A couple of days ago, I (with my tongue firmly planted in cheek, of course) took all the credit for the lovely Beatriz Recari qualifying for the Mojo 6 golf tournament after she won the online vote which gave her the coveted 16th and final spot.
Obviously, I didn’t expect anything in return for my efforts, which at its core was simply a case of creepy internet pseudo-stalking. As I’m sure you agree, Beatriz is a gorgeous and talented golfer and I was only doing my part to increase her profile.
But guess what just happened to land in my inbox this morning? An e-mail from Bea’s agent with a link to a video Bea prepared specifically for little old me thanking me for my support. How awesome is that? It certainly made me smile.
Video follows.
While you people out in Internetland waste your time reading drivel like the crap you routinely find on this here blog, those who write the blogs that make the whole world cringe are busy occupying themselves by engaging in a brutal, no-holds-barred, may-the-best-man-win underground slugfest that tests the nerves, mettle and intestinal fortitude of even the most composed and tough-minded bloggers.
Because do you know what’s better than a bunch of bloggers just sitting around, wasting the day away? A bunch of bloggers participating in the manliest of manly pursuits.
That’s right. I am of course referring to online curling tournaments.
As a favor to a few good friends of mine, I have agreed to post their photo above as well as provide them a forum to spew their propaganda. Read on:
GODS OF CURLING LIVE ON NBC
The action will be fast and furious tonight as the Gods of Curling attempt to vanquish their foes from the cutthroat world of online curling, which can be found at playcurling.com. You can follow the smack talk at #blogswithstones on Twitter. But be forewarned, it could get ugly.
Case in point: here is the rebuttal from one of the enemies of the Gods of Curling:
Frightening stuff.
It’s been a long, strange trip, true believers, but I am pleased to announce that the Sportress of Blogitude, my little sports blog, has finally made the big time.
One of the more enjoyable little benefits of having your very own blog is looking at what search terms are being used by people to find your site. What is even better is when you notice a certain site is actually linking to your work.
Usually, the links you are most proud of and those that garner the most hits are the times when you are linked by one of the big boys (i.e. Deadspin, With Leather, Hot Clicks, etc.). But today, my good friends and dear readers, the Sportress has reached another significant milestone:
That’s right, folks. Believe it or not, but I am now getting referrers from the site, RightHealth.com. Specifically, I am getting hits from their page devoted to image searches of an extraordinarily uncomfortable and cringe-inducing topic, “Bleeding Testicles” (NSFW). (Also, not safe for those of you who don’t enjoy looking at images related to bleeding testicles, which should be ever single one of you.)
Although I am very proud of this accomplishment, I have to admit, finding out about it was just nuts, man.
Site News: Papa’s Got A Brand New Bag
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Of course, by “Papa,” I mean me and by “Brand New Bag” I mean another weekend editing gig at a prominent sports blog.
That’s right, kids. Somehow, Ol’ Weed has managed to trick yet another blog into allowing me to sully their good reputation – this time it’s at Out of Bounds over on NBCsports.com. Many of you are undoubtedly aware that Out of Bounds is run by none other than Rick Chandler, one of the O.G. Deadspin writers from back in the day.
So, please stop by Out of Bounds this weekend and say hello. I promised Rick that simply through the dedicated readership of the Sportress, I could generate an thousands hundreds tens maybe two or three additional visitors to his site. Now don’t go and make me look like a fool – I do a plenty good job of that on my own.
Yippee-ki-yay, motherfuckers.
And here you thought you were rid of me. I suppose that is what you get for thinking – never a good idea.
You see, Ol’ Weed is just about finished with his self-imposed sabbatical (that being a few weeks primarily consisting of laying around, eating nachos and watching episodes of Spenser: For Hire and Hardcastle & McCormick on videocassette – I still would like to know what somebody did with my Cagney & Lacey tapes). And let me tell me you, I am a better man for it. Relaxed, refreshed – a bit smelly and in need of a shower – but overall, ready to get back into the blogging game. And I believe we can all agree the blogosphere will be the better for it. Right?
By the way, a little trivia nugget: the Mark Twain quote in the title is the historically accurate version. There are many known variations of it, but this one is the Real Deal Holyfield. And of course, “Yippee-ki-yay, motherfuckers” line will always be remembered as a witty one-liner uttered by John McClane in the film, Die Hard; most people are not aware of the fact that the phrase was ripped off and can be originally found in a famous letter Mark Twain wrote to friend Henry H. Rogers. Who knew they spoke like that back then?
Moving on…
Sorry, We Are Closed
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Sorry, folks. Old Weed is taking the day off. Call it a mental health day, too-busy-at-work-to-blog day or nursing-a-hangover-after-watching-a-kick-ass-Vikings-game day.
I guess you’ll just have to fend for yourselves. See you tomorrow.
Alright, kiddos and kiddettes, we’ve finally made it. Another week in the books here at the Sportress. Unfortunately, there will be no recap of the week that was for you on this Friday. You see, I have been fortunate enough to be asked again to be Weekend Daddy over at Deadspin tomorrow – I know – I too am not sure what AJ is thinking. Nevertheless, I have a lot of prep work ahead of me this evening – in between the sobbing and panic attacks, of course.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, my first order of business is I have a meeting with my herbalist. He’s a great guy and very knowledgeable – the only thing is he doesn’t like waiting in the parking lot at White Castle for very long.
See you over at Deadspin. Have a great weekend.
As regular readers of the Sportress are painfully aware of by now, I tend to like to poke fun at the Cheerleader of the Week feature over on Extra Mustard (a wonderful site, I might add) on SI.com. More often than not, it’s mostly good-natured ribbing, other times it’s simply to point out the extremely large breasts of that particular week’s cheerleader.
A few weeks ago, I profiled Lizzie, a cheerleader at the University of Kansas, in a post titled “SI’s Cheerleader of the Week Has A Thing For Guys Who Slap Their Women Around,” and the interesting choice she made for celebrity crush: Chris Brown.
We all know about the terrible things Chris Brown did to Rihanna and I gave the young lady a bit of crap about her crush. If you look back at the post, on September 8th, commenter ChalmersForThree, who must be an acquaintance of Lizzie’s, pointed out that “Actually, Lizzie filled out the SI.com bio sheet in December 2008 (because the photos were taken during the Insight.com bowl), which was before the Chris Brown incident.”
Fair enough.
Today, the Sportress received another comment on the post, this time from binkerman, who stated, “It is advisable to check sources and resources before posting. In the article re: Lizzie’s celebrity crush it says, “My celebrity crush is:Dermot Mulroney”
Now this bugged me. I went a checked the profile of Lizzie and sure as shit, her profile now reads that Dermot Mulroney is her celebrity crush.
I don’t care that they changed it on her behalf. In fact, I applaud it. Someone should have noticed how her answer didn’t look so great nearly 10 months after Lizzie filled out her questionairre.
But I will not be accused of not checking sources (and resources, even!). I may be a cheat, a liar and a terrible writer, but I can tell you one thing: I am not a Communist.
And Isn’t It Ironic? Don’t You Think?
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A little too ironic. Yeah I really do think.
Wait. By posting a screenshot from a blog and posting it on the very same blog, is it possible that I opened up some sort of metaphysical internet wormhole that caused the Sportress to become the most popular site in the blogosphere?
We can only hope.
Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like one of those marijuana booklets. Should I clean it and load it into my dugout or just avoid the hassle and simply twist it up and smoke it?
Decisions, decisions.
