Ok, I know that guys don't typically care what they look like. In fact, they don't give a crap what other dudes look like either, right? Well anyway... this weekend, like millions of other Americans, I watched the AFC play-off game. Watched the Ravens go down at the hands of the Steelers (WOOT for PA team in the Superbowl!). Still, I kept getting distracted by that GAWD-AWFUL caterpillar taking a siesta across the forehead of Raven's QB Joe Flacco. Seriously, Dude! I know he makes millions of dollars a year, probably drives a sick sports car and has more real estate than my entire family combined... it still doesn't exempt him from the fact that personal pride, or even personal hygiene are a prominent judgment factor in our society. I know some of you could give a crap about this guy. That is wrong! Completely wrong. Sure he wears a helmet for his job, but that is what? Four hours per week? Ok maybe a total of half the time of a normal job per week, if you include practice of course. We also must factor in that he will be walking around with this abomination sticking out in plain sight with no shield of the helmet for the next six or seven months! The dude gets run over, trucked down and beat to a pulp each week by huge linemen... and he can't take the ten-second pain that women all over they world grin and bear daily? Pathetic. Seriously! I think I'm going to start the "Force Flacco to get waxed ASAP" petition. There is no excuse for one's eyebrows to meet in the middle. No matter how rich and or famous and or talented one is.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Daily Rant: Flacco's Uni-brow
Ok, I know that guys don't typically care what they look like. In fact, they don't give a crap what other dudes look like either, right? Well anyway... this weekend, like millions of other Americans, I watched the AFC play-off game. Watched the Ravens go down at the hands of the Steelers (WOOT for PA team in the Superbowl!). Still, I kept getting distracted by that GAWD-AWFUL caterpillar taking a siesta across the forehead of Raven's QB Joe Flacco. Seriously, Dude! I know he makes millions of dollars a year, probably drives a sick sports car and has more real estate than my entire family combined... it still doesn't exempt him from the fact that personal pride, or even personal hygiene are a prominent judgment factor in our society. I know some of you could give a crap about this guy. That is wrong! Completely wrong. Sure he wears a helmet for his job, but that is what? Four hours per week? Ok maybe a total of half the time of a normal job per week, if you include practice of course. We also must factor in that he will be walking around with this abomination sticking out in plain sight with no shield of the helmet for the next six or seven months! The dude gets run over, trucked down and beat to a pulp each week by huge linemen... and he can't take the ten-second pain that women all over they world grin and bear daily? Pathetic. Seriously! I think I'm going to start the "Force Flacco to get waxed ASAP" petition. There is no excuse for one's eyebrows to meet in the middle. No matter how rich and or famous and or talented one is.
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