BEARS VS. PACKERS: 11-4-13
Des: Welcome to another edition of the Chicago Bears football pre-game show. The Bears face off against the Green Bay Packers, the most storied rivalry in the history of the universe, without injured quarterback Jay Cutler and defensive legend Lance Briggs. Will the Bears transcend their numerous limitations on paper to pull off a dramatic upset? Or will East Coast Bears fans wake up at midnight as the Bears enter the 4th quarter of a Monday Night game down 45 to 3?
To answer these and similar questions is our panel of experts: Concord Wainwright Peabody, Captain Silas Charles “Charles” Red-beard, Modre- the trans-Western guru, the Prissy Minion, Sally McChesty, and special guest tailgater, Drunky McDumbAss.
Redbeard: ARRRH, mateys! As I obliquely predicted back in Week 1, Jay Cutler already lay horribly injured. But I take no pride in that prediction, as this outcome be as predictable as saying that I begin every post with a hearty “ARRRRRRHHHHHHH.... mateys.” Thus it be only a matter of time for the next phase of me prophesy to become grim reality: Tim Tebow truly be the Bears only hope for redemption in 2013. And I use that religious reference legitimately: Even the Pope’s statements have a more subdued Christian theme than Mr. Tebow’s. Here be a fun fact: Tim Tebow was born in the Philippines. I also spent time in the Philippines, doing things best left unsaid. But, seriously, folks, the Bears should take a closer look at Matt Cassel.
Des: Let’s check in with Drunky McDumbAss, who is partying it up at some non-descript dive in the Neutral Zone between Zion and Kenosha.
DMD: Des, I just drank the entire state of Wisconsin under the table.
Des: That’s quite an achievement, Drunky. I wouldn’t get overconfident and try to take on the entire country of Ireland. They’ve got Northern Ireland as an emergency spare. Modre, are you still channeling the United Airlines terminal?
Modre: I have once again reviewed The Alphabet Versus the Goddess, which posits the thesis that written language is what turned humanity evil. I was bitterly disappointed that there was no mention of the satanic effects that the angry scrawl of the left brain would have on comedy. Did you know that, in pre-literate societies, humor was always supportive and bound people together in mutual recognition of common difficulties? Here’s an example: “Hey, how about that Ice Age. Makes you wanna stay under that buffalo blanket, amiright?” Contrast that to the first written joke: “Boy, this Ice Age sucks! You know what else is really cold and bitter? Women! Who’s with me?” Hurtful and misogynistic, the inevitable legacy of written language.
Des: Thank you, Modre. Concord Peabody. Dazzle me with your command of random numbers.
CWP: Well, Des, the Bears may have an offense on paper... which is what the offensive line is made out of... but, without a professional quarterback, not so much. Still, thanks to this year’s new offense-friendly rules and penalty structure, Chicago should manage to score 56 points. Unfortunately, Green Bay will score 109.
Des: So, Doctor McChesty, would you like to change things up and bring things to a staggering conclusion?
SMC: I’d be happy to, Des. Sit back and watch, sports fans, as the Bears face off in a match that will be drowned out by announcers jabbering on about whether it’s better to give somebody permanent brain damage or to shatter their knees for life!
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Sunday, October 20, 2013
Bears vs. Redbeard: 10-20-2013
BEARS VS. REDBEARD: 10-20-13
Des: Welcome to another edition of the Chicago Bears football pre-game show. The Bears face off against the Washington Pigskins, Monuments, Roundtops, Sequestrations.... whatever the hell name Dan Snyder is eventually forced , kicking and screaming, to accept. Will the Bears take advantage of this opportunity to utterly destroy another hapless foe, like they did to the Giants last week? Or will this game ruin Washington’s ability to get a decent draft pick for reasons other than the team’s name?
To answer these and similar questions is our panel of experts: Concord Wainwright Peabody, Captain Silas Charles “In a Gadda Da” Red-beard, Modre- the trans-Western guru, the Prissy Minion, Sally McChesty, and special guest tailgater, Drunky McDumbAss.
Redbeard: ARRRH, mateys! Pay attention, ye wretched land-lubbers! I’d be hedging me bets when it comes to the Chicago football Bears. The offense and defense be more inconsistent than the eternally shifting whims of Poseidon and Neptune, both of whom’s demands for tribute grow e’er more unreasonable and unattainable... much like the Tea Party! Did ye appreciate that joke, Des, ye red diaper, doper trust fund baby, who has never worked an honest day of backbreaking labor in ye pathetic life, and are, therefore, never qualified to criticize America, unlike yours truly, whose great grandpappy came over from some European country that no longer exists, and carved a meager life out of nothing so that his grandson could eventually command a great fleet of fearsome pirate ships? That’s the American Dream that you so casually mock, Eugene V. Des!
Des: What are you talking about, Captain? Your grandfather was a third generation grifter who was still working the Chicago World’s Fair 30 years after it closed down. In fairness to you, though, you turned out better than him by being an imaginary sea captain piloting a pretend fleet from the attic of a condemned bowling alley.
Redbeard: Uh... arrh. That be unusually harsh coming from you, Des. Well, me pirate ship may be naught but a beautiful illusion, but the cask of rum I’m about to drink be all too real.
Des: Speaking of alcoholism, let’s check in with Drunky McDumbAss, who is partying it up at FedEx Field.
DMD: Des, I’m busy getting hammered with a bunch of government employees who have to get back to work next week. You know, Des, with great beer comes great responsibility. Fortunately for me, I’m drinking Coors Light, so tonight’s gonna be all about drunk driving and not paying child support to my five ex-wives and the future sixth ex-McDumbAss.
Des: That’s just awesome that Miller/Coors/Molson/Leinenkugel Megabeer is ripping off the slogan from Spider-Man “With great power comes great responsibility.” What next? Will Meister Brau steal the X-Men slogan “Meister Brau: Fighting for a world that hates and fears them?”
Modre: The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down.
Des: Thank you, Modre. So, Doctor McChesty, what do you have for us?
SMC: Des, while pouring over my investment portfolio that earns me more money in a month than your entire Bears panel will make in 60 lifetimes, I discovered that there is only one Beer Company left in the entire world. I decided to offer my services to sell this corporation my formula for “Sally McChesty Uber-Brau” that provides short-term euphoria and cognitive impairment while simultaneously repairing damaged brain cells, thus raising the average IQ of a football fan 20 points—to 80.
Des: Heh, heh. You said “pouring.”
SMC: I put five free cases in your garage refrigerator.
Des: All right!
Des: Last week’s theme was politics, this week it’s alcoholism. Prissy Minion, please end this!
PM: Des, your web log posts channel the howling comedic energy of Robin Williams—not the cocaine-fueled comedy of the 1970s, but the trying-too-hard comedy of today!
Des: Sit back and watch as the Bears face off in a game that would take people’s minds off of the endless budgetary squabbles of Congress, if they hadn’t already moved on to “surprising celebrity godparents of Kate and William’s child.” A hint—it starts with a “K” and ends with “ardashian.” That’s right, sports fans, it took me until 2013 to make my first Kim Kardashian reference! Stay tuned next week when I zing Hillary Duff! Credits: the “Drunky McDumbAss” character was created by my cousin Jeff. In an odd coincidence, this is also the 100th post of the Captain Redbeard Bears blog.
Des: Welcome to another edition of the Chicago Bears football pre-game show. The Bears face off against the Washington Pigskins, Monuments, Roundtops, Sequestrations.... whatever the hell name Dan Snyder is eventually forced , kicking and screaming, to accept. Will the Bears take advantage of this opportunity to utterly destroy another hapless foe, like they did to the Giants last week? Or will this game ruin Washington’s ability to get a decent draft pick for reasons other than the team’s name?
To answer these and similar questions is our panel of experts: Concord Wainwright Peabody, Captain Silas Charles “In a Gadda Da” Red-beard, Modre- the trans-Western guru, the Prissy Minion, Sally McChesty, and special guest tailgater, Drunky McDumbAss.
Redbeard: ARRRH, mateys! Pay attention, ye wretched land-lubbers! I’d be hedging me bets when it comes to the Chicago football Bears. The offense and defense be more inconsistent than the eternally shifting whims of Poseidon and Neptune, both of whom’s demands for tribute grow e’er more unreasonable and unattainable... much like the Tea Party! Did ye appreciate that joke, Des, ye red diaper, doper trust fund baby, who has never worked an honest day of backbreaking labor in ye pathetic life, and are, therefore, never qualified to criticize America, unlike yours truly, whose great grandpappy came over from some European country that no longer exists, and carved a meager life out of nothing so that his grandson could eventually command a great fleet of fearsome pirate ships? That’s the American Dream that you so casually mock, Eugene V. Des!
Des: What are you talking about, Captain? Your grandfather was a third generation grifter who was still working the Chicago World’s Fair 30 years after it closed down. In fairness to you, though, you turned out better than him by being an imaginary sea captain piloting a pretend fleet from the attic of a condemned bowling alley.
Redbeard: Uh... arrh. That be unusually harsh coming from you, Des. Well, me pirate ship may be naught but a beautiful illusion, but the cask of rum I’m about to drink be all too real.
Des: Speaking of alcoholism, let’s check in with Drunky McDumbAss, who is partying it up at FedEx Field.
DMD: Des, I’m busy getting hammered with a bunch of government employees who have to get back to work next week. You know, Des, with great beer comes great responsibility. Fortunately for me, I’m drinking Coors Light, so tonight’s gonna be all about drunk driving and not paying child support to my five ex-wives and the future sixth ex-McDumbAss.
Des: That’s just awesome that Miller/Coors/Molson/Leinenkugel Megabeer is ripping off the slogan from Spider-Man “With great power comes great responsibility.” What next? Will Meister Brau steal the X-Men slogan “Meister Brau: Fighting for a world that hates and fears them?”
Modre: The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down.
Des: Thank you, Modre. So, Doctor McChesty, what do you have for us?
SMC: Des, while pouring over my investment portfolio that earns me more money in a month than your entire Bears panel will make in 60 lifetimes, I discovered that there is only one Beer Company left in the entire world. I decided to offer my services to sell this corporation my formula for “Sally McChesty Uber-Brau” that provides short-term euphoria and cognitive impairment while simultaneously repairing damaged brain cells, thus raising the average IQ of a football fan 20 points—to 80.
Des: Heh, heh. You said “pouring.”
SMC: I put five free cases in your garage refrigerator.
Des: All right!
Des: Last week’s theme was politics, this week it’s alcoholism. Prissy Minion, please end this!
PM: Des, your web log posts channel the howling comedic energy of Robin Williams—not the cocaine-fueled comedy of the 1970s, but the trying-too-hard comedy of today!
Des: Sit back and watch as the Bears face off in a game that would take people’s minds off of the endless budgetary squabbles of Congress, if they hadn’t already moved on to “surprising celebrity godparents of Kate and William’s child.” A hint—it starts with a “K” and ends with “ardashian.” That’s right, sports fans, it took me until 2013 to make my first Kim Kardashian reference! Stay tuned next week when I zing Hillary Duff! Credits: the “Drunky McDumbAss” character was created by my cousin Jeff. In an odd coincidence, this is also the 100th post of the Captain Redbeard Bears blog.
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Bears vs. Giants: 10-10-2013
BEARS VS. GIANTS: 10-10-13
Des: Welcome to another edition of the Chicago Bears football pre-game show. The Bears face off against the New York Giants after two consecutive losses in a game featuring the NFL’s two biggest television markets. Will the Bears take advantage of this opportunity to soundly defeat one of the NFL’s worst teams? Or will this match prove to be the opening salvo of a chain of 11 successive wins for the Giants, leading to what future sports historians will call “the Manning Bowl”?
To answer these and similar questions is our panel of experts: Concord Wainwright Peabody, Captain Silas Charles “Joseph Steel” Red-beard, Modre- the trans-Western guru, the Prissy Minion, and Doctor Sally Djugashvili McChesty.
SR: ARRRH, mateys! Normally, I’d be wasting everybody’s time by giving ye worthless gambling tips on various upcoming football games, but if ye really want to make a killing, I’d start trading in your US Treasury bills for Confederate War Bonds. A week from today, they’ll be worth a lot more.
A special tip to Captain Redbeard’s Secret Society of Drunken Piracy: the preceding rant was a hidden prediction that Obama will assume dictatorial powers under the obscure provision of the 14th amendment that compels the US government to honor its debt. Not e’en the darkest ramblings of Glenn Beck will see this one coming! If I be wrong about this, I have a Plan B: I have already offered me services as a privateer to America’s four biggest creditors to start seizing its assets with the standard techniques of plunder and booty! These creditors be China, Japan, the United Kingdom, and the Social Security Trust Fund.
Des: Of the various predictions you make, Captain, I hate your political ones the most. Modre. Since I presume that you will be our new mandarin next Thursday, what advice do you have for us from our new overlords, the Chinese?
Modre: The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down.
Des: Thank you, Modre. Concord Peabody. Would you please, please, please distract us with some irrelevant football statistics?
CWP: That would be my pleasure, Des. The Bears played one solid quarter of football against the Saints, scoring 8 points 4th quarter. I predict the Bears will improve to having two good quarters of football, defeating the Giants 16-6.
Des: So, Doctor McChesty, what do you have for us?
SMC: Des, I no longer have time to contribute to your pathetic blog. I’ve been chosen to serve as the Deputy Director of Death Panels for the Great Lakes region. I’d stop having that twelve martini lunch if I were you.
Des: So. Three of our cast members serve as the collective second hand of America’s death clock. Where do you fit into this tapestry, Prissy?
PM: Des, “creative destruction” has always been your mantra.
Des: Sit back and watch as the Bears face off in a game that may tear viewers away from Grey’s Anatomy, which...uh... is that show still on the air?!?
Des: Welcome to another edition of the Chicago Bears football pre-game show. The Bears face off against the New York Giants after two consecutive losses in a game featuring the NFL’s two biggest television markets. Will the Bears take advantage of this opportunity to soundly defeat one of the NFL’s worst teams? Or will this match prove to be the opening salvo of a chain of 11 successive wins for the Giants, leading to what future sports historians will call “the Manning Bowl”?
To answer these and similar questions is our panel of experts: Concord Wainwright Peabody, Captain Silas Charles “Joseph Steel” Red-beard, Modre- the trans-Western guru, the Prissy Minion, and Doctor Sally Djugashvili McChesty.
SR: ARRRH, mateys! Normally, I’d be wasting everybody’s time by giving ye worthless gambling tips on various upcoming football games, but if ye really want to make a killing, I’d start trading in your US Treasury bills for Confederate War Bonds. A week from today, they’ll be worth a lot more.
A special tip to Captain Redbeard’s Secret Society of Drunken Piracy: the preceding rant was a hidden prediction that Obama will assume dictatorial powers under the obscure provision of the 14th amendment that compels the US government to honor its debt. Not e’en the darkest ramblings of Glenn Beck will see this one coming! If I be wrong about this, I have a Plan B: I have already offered me services as a privateer to America’s four biggest creditors to start seizing its assets with the standard techniques of plunder and booty! These creditors be China, Japan, the United Kingdom, and the Social Security Trust Fund.
Des: Of the various predictions you make, Captain, I hate your political ones the most. Modre. Since I presume that you will be our new mandarin next Thursday, what advice do you have for us from our new overlords, the Chinese?
Modre: The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down. The moving walkway is now ending. Please look down.
Des: Thank you, Modre. Concord Peabody. Would you please, please, please distract us with some irrelevant football statistics?
CWP: That would be my pleasure, Des. The Bears played one solid quarter of football against the Saints, scoring 8 points 4th quarter. I predict the Bears will improve to having two good quarters of football, defeating the Giants 16-6.
Des: So, Doctor McChesty, what do you have for us?
SMC: Des, I no longer have time to contribute to your pathetic blog. I’ve been chosen to serve as the Deputy Director of Death Panels for the Great Lakes region. I’d stop having that twelve martini lunch if I were you.
Des: So. Three of our cast members serve as the collective second hand of America’s death clock. Where do you fit into this tapestry, Prissy?
PM: Des, “creative destruction” has always been your mantra.
Des: Sit back and watch as the Bears face off in a game that may tear viewers away from Grey’s Anatomy, which...uh... is that show still on the air?!?
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