3 Things … January 23rd, 2020

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To Do to Be a Winner in the Super Bowl

1. Spend 10,000 hours of excruciating pain, exercising your body to withstand all the brutal hits.

 

2. Defeat 16 opponents who are just as well-trained and dedicated as you.

 

3. Eat chicken wings and brag to your friends that you would never have dropped that pass, which the beat-up receiver fumbled away.

 

Cracked 5 … December 28th 2019

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Things 2019 Wants to Say to Us as it Leaves

 

A.  “How in the hell did you expect me to make anything out of the idiots you gave me?”

 

B. “You stupid jerks! You were peeking ahead to 2020!”

 

C.  “I feel like a leftover box of bread sticks that came with your pizza order.”

 

D. “19 divided by ? = poopie-pants.”

 

E.  “The Patriots won the Super Bowl. La-dee-da…”

Cracked 5 … January 26th, 2019

 


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Other Teams That Did Not Make It to the Super Bowl

A. The Milwaukee Beer Guts

 

B. The Duluth Truth Boys

 

C. The Birming Hams

 

D. The Montana Santas

 

E. The Cleveland Browns

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3 Things… January 18th, 2018

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That Are Necessary to Win the Super Bowl

1. Establish a running game, so your offensive linemen can meter the match-up they have against their immediate opponent.

 

2. In the passing game, use crossing routes with your tight ends with easy pitch-and-catch, to build the confidence of the quarterback.

 

3. Score more points than the other team.

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Cracked 5 … February 7th, 2017

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Items for Super Bowl Parties Ignored and Marked Down the Day After at the Wal-Mart Deli

A. Sweet and sour turtle eggs

 

B. Patriot Stew–fermented Georgia peaches in red-eye gravy with ground falcon

 

C. Tofu wings with triple-hot purple hummus

 

D. Seaweed chips and shark-gut dip

 

E. Ever-graying sushi

 

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Bologna with a Ring … August 24, 2012

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Bologna with a ring.

It is not a marriage ceremony for piglets. It is a delightful application of a delectable American treat propagated and promoted in the Great Lake States.

I am in Michigan. They know their bologna. First, they recognize that it is spelled b-o-l-o-g-n-a rather than b-a-l-o-n-e-y. Of course, one of my friends back in high school thought it was” ball-only,” so named for the part of the bull extracted to make the stuff. He was greatly relieved when I told him that bologna was just an accumulation of hooves, belly fat and ear wax, forcibly removed from Missouri male cows.

Michigan is a land of bologna. (I mean that well.) Fried, seared, “jalapeno’d,” grilled, barbecued and of course, breaded. But for me, the most flavorful incarnation is bologna in a ring. Ring bologna–stuffed into a tube and folded over into the shape of a horseshoe and then tied at the bottom to create a psychedelic “O.” Ring bologna. The original YouTube–sometimes in flavors, but best left alone: sweet, firm, a little garlic, squeezed into a casing, plump and ready for slicing. (Sounds like my junior prom date…)

It is right that ring bologna is a regional product of these Nordic Northmen. For we are Vikings. We eat slabs of meat without apology. And when necessary, we can use our large ring bologna as a weapon against our tofu-eating enemies.

Anyway, I like the taste.

I have one dilemma–how can you eat as much of the ring of the bologna as you want and still keep it around for a respectable length of time so that you aren’t viewed by spectators as a glutton? This is important. Fat people like me have to think about such things. For instance, I can’t sit in a restaurant and enjoy a piece of pie. Everyone around me is thinking, “Oh, that’s how he got so fat.” I am not alone. It is the same situation for the black man. He cannot eat watermelon in public at the Mississippi State Fair. Likewise, a Japanese person can’t cut you off in traffic or wear a camera around his neck. Chinese people can’t shop at Wal-mart without hearing a drone of complaints about the products. Those of a Middle-Eastern descent find it difficult to stop off and pick up a couple bags of fertilizer at Ace Hardware. Native Americans don’t hang around outside the cigar store, and Mexicans stay away from 7-11’s, unless they’re looking for work. It’s just the way things played out.

A fat guy with a ring of bologna needs to make it last long enough that those who are watching determine it to be a normal consumption rate for the delicacy. It’s tough.

So I bought my ring bologna on Monday at 11:00 A.M. and finished the last piece on Wednesday at 10:12 A.M. Nearly forty-eight hours. Such control. Unbelievable discipline. I am humbled and proud. I wish I could tell you it was easy. It wasn’t. I even dreamed about my ring. One of my visions was a little sexy, so I won’t get into it here.

Soon I will leave Michigan and return to the world where bologna is sliced, stuffed into a package, stacked neatly and forced to be Oscar Meyer. I weep for my trapped comrades. How they wish to be in a ring, hanging out in Michigan, waiting for some Spartan or Wolverine to purchase them for game day. Alas!

So here’s to ring bologna–the Super Bowl Ring of high fat, enormous calories, immense cholesterol luncheon food products. If it is a sin, I pray for God’s grace–or hope the Creator Himself has had a fling with the ring.

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