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Brady Quinn is one hot bitch. Reidy tells the tale how Bill Simmons mentioned him on twitter and then goes way in depth about Irish sports in honor of St. Patrick's day. The Roller Dolls were supposed to be in studio but couldn't make it. And because of that, all hell breaks loose in the second half. But this half is good too.
The Denver Broncos today traded running back (and fan favorite) Payton Hillis and a couple future mid-round draft picks for - are you ready for this - BRADY F'N QUINN!?
Gotta hand it Josh McDaniels. Who could have imagined that he could find an even crappier QB than Kyle Orton to compete for the starting job here in Denver. He did. Quinn is an interception waiting to happen. It's doubtful that Quinn will win the job, though, as lousy as he is. He's more likely to represent an upgrade over Chris Simms at backup. At least that way he is relatively harmless. Still, it's painful to see this organization cast off a winner to bring in a loser.
At least the female fans will be happy. The kid is hot.
If more teams could work this out, we wouldn't see players like Jerry Rice, Joe Montana and Chris Drury playing in any other jersey than the one they were born to wear.
The wheels of justice turn slowly. This afternoon they finally rolled over Darrent Williams' killer.
"D-Will", as he was known to Broncos fans, "Daddy", as he was known to his kids, "Son", as he was known to his mother, Williams was slain on South Broadway three years and three months ago in a gangland style shooting that rang in the new year, 2008, with an unsettling "bang".
Today his killer has a name. Willie Clark.
Did Clark act alone - or were there multiple shooters? Was he a scapegoat? It doesn't matter now. History has spoken. The jury was unanimous. A very dark chapter in Denver history is closed. String him up. His sentence will be handed down on April 30.
If you listened to the latest podcast, we got all up in Terry Frei's grill. Here's the excerpt from his screenplay.
Apparently he can write a better script than a woman because he doesn't have tattoos and funky hair. I'd give him a solid "C" for this bit of hokum. But then again, it's a true story, so how much did he really do? Good luck Terry. Can't wait to see what you wear to the Oscars when this gets made.
Speaking of which, Script Frenzy is in April. Check it out here. This is where you write a 100 page script during the month of April. It's good fun and I'm sure you can bang out something that's better than ol' Terry can in 30 days.
Colin reveals he has been on a sports break, but is coming back strong. He then tries to back out of the $50K bet he made last week. A flaming poop hat is proposed to throw on the ice after a hat trick and speaking of poop hats, Brandon Marshall is discussed.
Terry Frei gets a Local Yokeling he will never forget. Aaron watches an NBA game and asks who Sandy Clough is for the umpteenth time. In the fourth quarter, Alice in Wonderland is mildly discussed. Then Colin tells a touching story about a Juggalo family. The Blindside is boiled down to the story of a white family taking in a lineman sized Arnold Jackson.
Wow. I mean, I know the guy has got to make a living, but $160 for an autograph? How the fuck does he sleep at night? Oh yeah, on a big pile of money. The harder they beat the bible, the more they have to hide.