EDIT: His explanation (see, e.g., "I don't grade the draft! No way to tell!") is, essentially, that it's impossible to see into the future.
Unless you're....prescient.
EDIT: His explanation (see, e.g., "I don't grade the draft! No way to tell!") is, essentially, that it's impossible to see into the future.
So, let me get this straight, Peter King wants to be known as the Dean of Football Writers, but when fans come to him with honest questions due to his so-called status as an expert, he gives them these wiseass percentages instead?
What the fuck?
John Marzano Olympic Hero said:Come on, these were borderline retarded questions, except the Chiefs one. I have no problem with the way King answered these tweets.
Coffeenerdness: Terrific espresso, Gregorys Coffee. My first trip to the Manhattan coffee\maker the other day, and the brew reminded me of the black gold at the Buttery in Boston's South End, where I used to live.
I'm late on this one. But I thought of my play-by-play announcer friend Howie Rose this week as the Mets (he does their games on radio) and the Islanders (he's their TV voice) had their schedules collide in games against the Pittsburghers in Pittsburgh, in Queens, and in the heart of Long Island. He ended up doing the Isles-Penguins Thursday night in Pittsburgh, the Mets-Bucs Friday night at Citi Field, the final game of the Isles-Pens Saturday night in Uniondale, N.Y., on Long Island, then the Mets-Bucs series finale Sunday afternoon back in Queens.
"But that's not such a tough schedule,'' Rose said Sunday night. "The second week of April, I drove [from New York] to Philadelphia to do a Mets-Phils Monday night game. I drove home after the game. Then I did the Islanders against the Flyers on the island Tuesday night. Then I drove back to Philadelphia Wednesday to do the Mets again. I don't know why -- sleeping in my own bed, I guess -- but I drove home after the game. Then Thursday morning, I flew to Boston to do the Islanders and Bruins Thursday night. Friday morning, I went to the airport in Boston to fly to Minnesota, where the Mets played the Twins Friday night. The flight was delayed five hours. I ended up getting into the broadcast booth in Minneapolis 25 minutes before the first pitch. There was some travel tension I didn't need."
He ended up doing the Isles-Penguins Thursday night in Pittsburgh, the Mets-Bucs Friday night at Citi Field, the final game of the Isles-Pens Saturday night in Uniondale, N.Y., on Long Island, then the Mets-Bucs series finale Sunday afternoon back in Queens.
DrewDawg said:What's the big deal with doing a game Friday night in NY, Saturday in Uniondale, then a Mets game again Sunday?
It's like 35 miles from where Citi Field is up to Uniondale.
5. I think if Geno Smith wins the Jet starting job to start the season, I wouldn't be remotely surprised if the Jets traded Mark Sanchez for a low-round draft pick or cut him before Week 1.
drleather2001 said:Not to mention, the job itself sounds, you know, like its a lot of fun.
There are people in sales/distribution that sometimes visit multiple cities in a single day (say, fly from NYC to Chicago at 6:00 AM, lunch meeting at 12:00; then fly to Minneapolis at 4:00, dinner meeting at 7:00, etc...), several days per week. I used to work with several of them (and had to make frequent trips myself throughout the country, sometimes (*gasp*) on weekends). This is hardly uncommon, and those people often are working under tight quotas, or sales figures, that they struggle to make and live in a near-constant state of stress. The personal lives of the ones that stick with it past about 35, if they can't get to a managerial position that requires less travel, tends to be pretty shitty.
But hey, I really feel for this fucking guy who has to travel a lot, but generally within a 90-minute drive of his house, to go watch professional sports for a living. Tough break, dude.
p. Beernerdness: I know I've recommended a good beer when tweet after tweet tells me how good Allagash White is. You're welcome.
l. The Charlotte Hornets: I don't get that nickname.
e. If I were tweeting, I'd write: The Office finale > Seinfeld finale.
Mr. Starwood Preferred Member Travel Note of the Week
Best thing about living in Manhattan: walking.
I was in a hurry twice in the past week. The first time, I was rushing from my East Side apartment to the SI offices in midtown. It's a walk of about 17 minutes. I didn't have 17 minutes. Midday. Jumped in a cab. Got three blocks. Turned right onto 51st Street. Sat for a minute. Big bottleneck at 51st and Lexington ahead. Inched forward through two, three four light changes. Paid the guy. Got out and walked. Aaaargh.
The second time, I was late getting home from the office. About 5:15 p.m. and Avenue of the Americas (you might know it as Sixth Avenue) was a parking lot. I knew I wouldn't save time in a cab. Walked again.
I like walking. It's just that, when you're in a hurry in New York, it doesn't matter. Everything above ground is in quicksand.
a walk of about 17 minutes. I didn't have 17 minutes.
Reddi-Wip Factoid of the Week That I'm Certain Does Not Interest Only Me
According to WAVE TV in Kentucky, a homeless man hid in a Kentucky
grocery store at closing time, waited until the last employee was out of
the place, then ate six steaks, smoked some cigarettes, drank some
beer, consumed the contents of 57 cans of Reddi-Wip, soiled himself,
changed clothes, climbed into the rafters of the stores and proceeded to
fall asleep. He was arrested the next morning.
Boo fucking Hoo, King had to leave the office at 5:15. He works so hard!the second time, I was late getting home from the office. About 5:15 p.m.
and Avenue of the Americas (you might know it as Sixth Avenue) was a
parking lot. I knew I wouldn't save time in a cab. Walked again.
l. The Charlotte Hornets: I don't get that nickname
I like walking. It's just that, when you're in a hurry in New York, it doesn't matter. Everything above ground is in quicksand.
jmcc5400 said:A 17 minute "commute" that entails leaving the office at 5:15. He's got it tough, except for when you compare him to that heroic guy who somehow gets from Islanders games on Long Island to Mets games in Queens.
DrewDawg said:So, what was the big NFL emergency that caused him to suddenly need to get to his office?
jmcc5400 said:If only there were some mode of transport under the ground.
DrewDawg said:And again, he's an *NFL WRITER*. There are no work emergencies.
RT @ktwhitt0914: @SI_PeterKing Will you be doing the Father's Day book list this year? ... Sure will. Monday, June 10.
Fucking flyover country, man. ktwhitt0914 is probably from East Bumblefuck, Kansas.mpx42 said:I can't believe that a human being would express excitement over Peter King's upcoming Father's Day book list.
Fucking flyover country, man. ktwhitt0914 is probably from East Bumblefuck, Kansas.
mpx42 said:I can't believe that a human being would express excitement over Peter King's upcoming Father's Day book list.
Mr. Starwood Preferred Member Travel Note of the Week
In northern California for a few days. Family vaca of sorts. In a Starbucks an hour north of San Francisco Sunday, I was amazed at Giants fever. Woman with a Brian Wilson jersey walked in. Guy with a Giants hoodie looked up and said: "How 'bout that game! What a finish!'' Talking about the walkoff, inside-the-park home run by Angel Pagan that won the game Saturday.
Another woman, not in Giants gear, walked out of the store a few minutes later and said to a guy with a Giants World Series t-shirt reading the San Francisco Chronicle at a table near the door: "Think Cain can win it today?'' Matt Cain, she meant.
Driving through the Giants-garbed city Saturday and listening to the chatter an hour away on Sunday, I thought: Hard to imagine a region in the country right now more excited about its baseball team.
Family vaca of sorts.