the 4th star

Here’s a photo of Kris Brown and the human shield he’ll be sporting the rest of the season.

On a whim, I decided to check out Brown’s Wikipedia page seconds after he missed the game-tying field goal Monday night, sending the Houston Texans back to mediocrity and putting me out to pasture in the process. It’s bad enough you miss a kick earlier in the game, but to shank that so bad with a post season spot on the line — inexcusable. Especially when you look back to that Indy game earlier in the year. How many big misses does this guy have left in his leg? Maybe he should start kicking with his left leg. FUCK. Here’s a screen grab from Brown’s page:

Funny stuff. And that was posted mere seconds after Jon Gruden stopped saying “This guy!” It seems Texans fans are both upset and in denial. A minute later, the page was cleaned up by Brown’s people and the reality of his inability to rise to the occasion was swept under the rug. That’s the problem with things like Wikipedia and the Internet — they never give you the whole story.

Colours I like more than brown: blue, green, red, yellow, purple, orange, pink, magenta, flesh.

Thanks to Brown’s inability to make pressure kicks, the 4th Star Suicide Pool: Zombie Edition is now over, as two of the three went wide left this past week. Congrats go out to the MDB, who wins on the ridiculous Dallas showing against Washington. Earlier on Sunday, Hudson met his maker on the Steelers flushing their season down the toilet against the Chiefs. Usually the winner gets a bottle of crappy wine, so the next time out the drinks are on me. On the plus side (for my wallet), MDB is heading out of town for a few weeks. I think Dreamcoat is touring in Europe or something. Here’s hoping the ginger one forgets that I owe him a few gin and gingers when he gets back.

That’s it for the weekly pool. There are still six weeks left — plus playoffs.

What the heck are we going to do now?