This is the only photo I took during the day today. (And Mrs. Crappy won’t be happy to see this one.) It wasn’t for a lack of opportunities. On the surface, this was an amazing day, mostly because Mrs. Crappy had a rare Sunday off and I was able to spend the entire day with… Read More a day.
Some of you — mostly the ones who are running in the Pittsburgh Marathon or the half on May 7 — know this drill already: When you get to the fluid station at Mile 6+, look for the guy with the beard and the silly red Ohio State bucket hat for hugs, high fives and… Read More feeling thirsty?
A thing I should have done last night: Take a photo of the wings-and-beer spread we brought over to AJ’s house. It was … impressive. And delicious. I don’t think four dozen wings will be part of the second AUCNFFC payoff Thursday night, but it could be fun regardless. As a reminder: Two seasons ago,… Read More one down. one to go.
It seems that I write at least one post every year explaining just how ugly that season’s AUCNFFC (BTYBB) has turned out. But this year, the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) seems to be, uh, extra special. How special? Only one of us — one, of the… Read More blutarskies, with distinction.
The hoopage — and the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) — resumes tonight, so this is a good time to take a quick look at how we’re all doing. And how are we doing? Overall, not as bad as it probably felt last weekend, as we watched… Read More crashed and burned.
It’s only March, but I’m pretty sure that, as always, this will work out to be the longest Uncle Crappy post of 2016. And “this,” of course, is the annual roundup of entries in the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). And, as usual, we start with me.… Read More eaucnffc (btybb) tipoff.
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