Killington

Well a crew of us just got back from our the first ski weekend of the season. Conditions at Killington were mild to say the least but we made the most of it. Attached are some of the videos of us trying to be cool on the mountain.


At the risk of ruining my new camera, I rode for a bit with this shot.


Watch for the snowboarder at the end of the video. Classic......



Jimmy following me down the last section of the last trail of the day. I know, the air I got was lame.


This was from the night before at Taylors. Jimmy bet Josh 20 bucks he could drink a beer out of this bowl without using his hands before Josh could drink one regularly. The finish is too close to call. I think we decided Josh won. I awarded him the victory simply for fighting through the onslaught of nerf projectiles sent his way by Joey D.

Romeo Oh Romeo

Romeo, oh Romeo

How far down in the AFC can you go?

Can you win with Charlie Frye?

Or will you sign some other guy?



Sell your soul to draft Ted Gynn

In hopes he’ll give you more than 3 wins

Or perhaps you need more help than him

In that case I suggest Brady Quinn



Romeo oh Romeo,

Where did all the veterans go?

Andruzzi, Bentley, Willie Mac

Wish you had Gerard Warren back?



Countdown to April, rebuild for next year

The next head coach will soon be here

Pete Carroll is rumored for the NFL

USC for C-L-E? No way in hell.



The Pats are picked clean of Bill’s protégé’s

Looks like you need to find other ways

That dog pound mystique needs to be restored.

Look around the NFL, perhaps in Baltimore.



Romeo, oh Romeo

What’s wrong with you F.O.?

Drafting players that never work out

Wimbley, Green, even Tim Couch.



Not many are your fault, you’re a victim of chance

To find yourself in the miserable circumstance

Get some earmuffs, the dogpound is viscous,

And borrow a tissue from Joe Juraviscous.


-submitted by a young talented anonymous poet from the North Shore of Boston