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so, the girls who live here at 10 Buick st watched a lot of sports today. i figured i would blog about them, since suzy declared that somebody should.

1) BEANPOT: bu hockey becomes the champion of the beanpot tournament (aka the bu invitational) for the second year in a row, winning 27 out of 54 competitions. and we did it while playing bc, which makes it much more sweet. The bc goals were all kinda shitty, one knocked in by bu defense and the other sliding below curry's skinny little ass when he thought he had stopped it. bu of course had quality goals that demonstrated why they're on an 11 game winning streak. bu hockey roxors.

2) CURLING: dear god amighty, curling turned out to be a pretty interesting game. also, rife with sexual innuendos. yeah, you read that right. while we didn't (and still don't) understand why the scoring is so retarded, we appreciated the game (which was US v FINLAND) for its strategy, skill, and number of people who resembled conan o'brien. did you know that curling has been a US club sport since 1823? it originated in scotland or belgium or the netherlands, no one's really sure, and lavished in relative obscurity until it was instituted as an olympic sport in 1998. and then america said "whaaaa?" and changed the channel. but that's changing! the game we were watching was the first fully televised curling game (running a ridiculous 75 minutes). it was hilarity. moving on.

3) PAIRS SKATING: sooo pretty!! i love pairs, it's just so romantic and beautiful and the dresses are so cute! i always wanted to be an ice skater, but i can't really ice skate without falling on my ass, so that dream disappeared. so the russians were leading after the short skate, with 2 chinese teams coming in close. the americans were okay, but not great, and the germans were on the board. basically the same thing after the long skate. we learned all about the russians, and how the guy dropped the girl in 2004 and was still trying to forget it. it was emotional, we cheered for the russians and they scored first. then the pair of xhang and xhang (i messed up the spelling i'm sure, but they have the same name) came on and they were beautiful.. and then the girl didn't complete her rotations on a thrown double or whatever and she fell. painfully. on her knee. it was horrific. we were stunned, speculating about the pain and agony she must be feeling (because it was alll over her face). and then she was like "no, we're totally finishing this damn thing" and we were like "no waiiii!". but they did and it was near flawless, and they got the silver. which was awesome. i almost cried a little. beth and suzy of course were bawling like little babies on the floor, but that's to be expected. overall, it was beautiful and wonderful and i love ice skating. takes me back to my childhood of nancy kerrigan and tanya harding... ::sigh::

that's a lot of damn competition for one night. and considering we also caught "24", mighty impressive tv watching. yeah, we can couch potato with the best of them...

only a few more days until spring training wheee!

mutual website pimpage and suzie's complete ignorance of football

The ladies of Chickball would just like to thank the guys over at The Dugout for linking to us on their site a few days back. You guys kind of rule.

I should probably talk about the Super Bowl, but football is Ems' domain. I'll make a few brief remarks that will not interest anyone with a serious passion for the game --

1. Was Tom Brady wearing a velvet dinner jacket during the coin toss? As a follow-up: is Tom Brady not the whitest whitey-white honkey of all time?

2. The officiating seemed somewhat biased, but I was definitely eating nachos and trying to read 300 pages on Enlightenment religious values the entire time, so don't take my word for it. I'm the one who talks about Runs Created and the wisdom of free-agent signings up in this piece, and I spent my entire high school marching band career trying not to look at the football field. Mostly because the Palmer High School football team was so bad that you could have put Ruben Studdard, Bruce Vilanch, Toccara from America's Next Top Model and yours truly on the defensive line and the team would have been better. And way more likely to bitch-slap someone.

3. Why do women find Ben Roethlisberger attractive? He reminds me of that creepy guy in the single seat on the T who skeeves everyone out and belches the entire way to Government Center while trying to shove his hand up the nearest skirt. I understand that first you get the money and then you get the power and then you get the bitches, but this is one phenomenon I will never understand. Then again, I'm the girl with the largest Theo Epstein photo collection outside of the Boston Herald's Inside Track, so maybe I should, like, not talk.

4. Emily makes some pretty kick-ass nachos and we got rid of that can of refried beans that's been sitting in our kitchen since September or whenever it was that my mom cleaned out the cupboards.

5. That commercial with Harrison Ford really served to remind me of how unattractive Harrison Ford has become as of late. The grey goatee does nothing. NOTHING, I tell you. Harrison Ford used to be a Vaguely Hot Older Man, along with Sean effing Connery and that weird crush I still harbor on Carlton Fisk; now, he is nothing but That Dude Who Shacked Up With Ally McBeal to me. DO YOU HEAR THAT, HAN SOLO?

In other news, Boston University (the home school of the Chickball girls) has advanced to the Beanpot finals. This kind of rules, because I enjoy having something to rub in the faces of everyone I know who does not attend BU. It's why I didn't shut up about the lazy river and the rock-climbing wall in the fitness center for like a year. So here's hoping that the Terriers steamroll some Boston College Eagle ass next week. Rock!