Please snap the most unflattering photograph of me possible. My mouth should be a gaping maw, my nose bulbous like an onion. Make my eyes crazed, my surrogate phallus flaccid and flapping. Be sure to capture my pelvis thrust lewd like Beavis or Butthead. (It matters not. It is the single happiest moment of my professional career. Your unflattering photographs mean nothing to me.)
I was literally nauseated by last night. I cannot say how long my recovery will take, only that right now I am still a broken man.
Posted by: PSlaven | Monday, 04 February 2008 at 08:00 AM
So that's you underneath that helmet? Verily the ways of American foothandwholebodyball are strange.
Posted by: Adam Roberts | Monday, 04 February 2008 at 10:44 AM
I'm no wholebodyballer, Adam.
And sorry, Pat, but that was a grand evening. Spectacular, even. (But if it's any consolation, I was nauseated last night too. 'Course, it's because I'm sick, but still ...)
Posted by: SEK | Monday, 04 February 2008 at 01:37 PM
SEK, that is no consolation. In fact, there is no consolation. Shortly after that last "pass" by Brady, while my friends and I were still stunned, my girlfriend uttered something about it at least being a "good game" and that it was "very exciting".
All of my willpower. All of my love for her. All of my familiarity with the criminal justice system. These are what I called upon in that moment, and because of these things my girlfriend is alive today.
Posted by: PSlaven | Monday, 04 February 2008 at 02:53 PM
For all you Patriots fans out there. Fear not.....I hear the Patriots were videotaping the Giants ticker tape victory parade.....maybe they'll learn how to do it next year.
Posted by: jlkau | Wednesday, 06 February 2008 at 06:03 PM
Like Adam, I assumed that the link was to a photo of you being awarded a simultaneous doctorate and tenured position at Oxford (the Oxford that doesn't know what "football" means), and I was surprised.
Posted by: Ray Davis | Monday, 11 February 2008 at 09:50 PM