Monday, June 12, 2006

Is it too early to call it a dynasty?

Ok, I'm kidding. I really don't think a 2-0 lead constitutes how good the Mavs are. I don't even think it correlates into Dallas having this thing locked up, but I have to tell you, Miami has thrown everything it has at Dallas and the Mavs have been able to overcome it. Even when Dallas is shooting cold, like in game 1, they can tighten the screws on D and Miami has no answer. The problem is that Shaq is out of his prime and DWade hasn't reached his yet. When you combine that with the gaggle of spares they have surrounding them you have two guys with the wherewithal to get it done, but not the ability. With the way that they are just looking around helplessly, they are starting to look like the cast of one of those MTV Real World/Road Rules Challenges (minus for Alton. That guy was a stud! I think I'm gonna try to draft him in fantasy football this year as a running back.). Add the fact that Antoine Walker is on the Heat and Dallas is in cruise control. I honestly don't see any way that Miami can win this. I'm gonna stick with my original pick of Mavs in 5. Mark it down.

This town is going nuts, and I am still having trouble grasping the fact that I am watching the NBA Finals while it is happening 6 miles away from me. Just mind-blowing considering where this team was when I arrived in Dallas. Also, I never thought Erick Dampier, who Shaq called "the best center in the WNBA" (Slam!) would ever out-play Shaq in a Finals game (Double Slam!). In fact, thinking about that is making my head hurt. I think this can be best summed up in a text I got from Kurt:

Shaq was better in Kazzaam than he's been in the finals

Wow, thats low, but the thought of Shaq breaking out the faux-genie costume from the movie before game 3 has me giddy. Honestly, I can see him in the locker room real early putting it on trying to conjure up some luck, when Charles Barkley walks in. The stare at each other for a second before Chuck asks, "What are you doing?" Shaq snatches the genie hat off his head and places it behind his back, prompting Chuck to walk off shaking his head. Am I the only one who thinks about these things?

In case you were curious about it, I will now give you the "Frat Names" we dubbed ourselves here at SMU so we could fit in with the pop-collard crowd. Well, I guess its more mocking it, but you get the picture. Ok, let's get Fratastic!

--Flip Wilson: This is Reed's alter ego. Not to be confused with "Dork Nowitzki" and "Robert DeReedo." The later being when his hair is slicked back making us all compare him to DeNiro in the movie Jackie Brown, only more harmless. The best part of Flip is that he is a very good dresser and likes to look as preppy as possible. It is not odd to see Flip in a blazer or even a sweater with a dress-shirt popping out. He likes leather shoes and is always confident, he is nevertheless ignorant, egotistical, and not very intelligent but also remains the rock for the entire group. Flip says his father is very wealthy.

--J.T. Adams: When Daniel met me and Reed he was shadow of what he is now. Now, a woman-hunting monster lurks in his loins. We call this beast J.T. Adams. Jerrod Thomas, as his parents call him, likes to think of himself as the token funny guy of the group, but often he finds that telling a lady how it is works better. J.T. has been known to sport the blazer from time to time, but his laziness usually dictates the wearing of an old t-shirt instead. He has also been known to go by "Penguin" around campus, and "the Frosty Fowl" among the brothers. He is treated as something of a mascot by the rest of the people in the brotherhood, and in many ways, his personality is dog-like: not bright, but good hearted and loyal. J.T. says his father is very wealthy.

--Everett "Bo" Bostwick Eaton, III: This is B. Viddy's preppie alter ego. He developed this person from his first roommate, who happened to share the same name. Soon, this persona became his wild party side. Not only will Bo pop his collar, but he will pop yours too. Whether you like it or not. Considered quite the ladies man and quite the drinker. He likes collard shirts and smoked aviator sunglasses accompanied by Rainbow sandals and a moppy hair-do. He is the cocky one in the group, a support group rolled into one, and perhaps the real ringleader. He is also the voice and the funny guy of the group, but he absurdly overestimates his personal qualities. Bo says his father is very wealthy.

Roosevelt "Brock" Brockington, Jr: This is the name Beau (not same as above) was given to describe the wild animal that comes out when he pops his collar. Brock is captain of the lacrosse team and is very fond of sweater vests. He also is quite a hit with the ladies. Brock is always the guy who hands you one of his beers as you walk into one of his terrific frat parties, although you're never sure why he had two beers to begin with. He is also well known for breaking into the SMU pool and consequently getting arrested, where he is usually naked. Brock says his father is very wealthy.

Chet Jetterson: Chet is the name of Casey when he transforms himself from "Metro-Casey" into the plaid shorts-wearing, mop haired Jetterson. A very mischievous brother, he always seems to already be at the parties when you get there, but disappears for extended periods of time to experiment in recreational substances. He fashions himself after no man's style and often invites the ladies to take a ride on the ChetJet, which is rarely refused--and ever less rarely as good as it sounds. Thinks he is craftier than he really is, but is devilishly ruthless when he feels he is right, or even just offended. Some might call him the Erick Cartman of the group. He embraces the image of the sleaziness that has been bestowed upon him and revels in going lower than others won't. He has been known to say that "the south is pretty much the same as the north, only in the south we really like mint juleps and slaves." Chet says his father is very wealthy.

Joe "J Trip" Johnson, Jr: This is the alter ego of Jimmy when he's feeling ready to mingle with sorority girls. "In high school, they called me J Trip," he'll say to you after a handshake and timid smile. J-Trip seems very shy, but is more modest than anything. Some might call him the conscious of the group, but he never shies away from getting into trouble with the rest of the brothers. Not as big of a drinker as some of the others, none the less, he has been known to get hammered and argue with inadament things like walls, cameras, and even his own beer. J-Trip is on the Greek Board and is the groups "academic representative" Unfortunately, no one listens to what he says, and he doesn't have much of a job there. J Trip says his father is very wealthy.

Drew "Man Tan" Edward Ramsauer: Avon, Connecticut's most dangerous. Drew is, in fact, in a frat and you already know all about him so he doesn't get a frat name--he's already got one. Drew says his father is very wealthy.

(Side Note: Drew saw this and was upset that he didn't get a frat nickname. I explained that he WAS a frat guy and so he doesn't get one. Well, this displeased him very much as shown in his text to me:

Where's my nickname asshole? How about 'Maverick Danger Man Power'?

I swear I have no idea where he came up with that nickname, but I don't think I could not do what he asked after that. And his real name sounds too German, soooooooooo.........

Andrew "Maverick Danger Man Power" Edward Worthington-Pennypacker: MDMP grew up on the mean streets of Greenwich, Conn. He, almost proudly, serves as the group's emotional punching bag. Has been known to get in far too deep over his head. It is rare that one sees MDMP out and about without sporting his man tan, which he works on for countless hours. He can be found chilling to Dave Matthews and is always ready for some fierce vollyball amongst the brothers. He is the sweetest, most innocent, and most gullible character in the group. He is generally much nicer and much more naïve than the others; unlike nearly all the brothers, he rarely curses and instead uses euphimisms that sound like curse words (i.e. "Oh, hamburgers!"). Andrew is the impressionable one of the group. Consequently, he has unfounded and almost blind respect and trust towards "Bo" Eaton (B.Viddy), and is considered by most to be his protégé. He secretly hopes to one day be the same person as Bo, and even thought up his own absurd nickname, hoping that it would catapult him into masculinity. This has not happened as of yet. Andrew says his father is very wealthy.

A few of the guys couldn't remember their frat names so I left them off. It's sad that some of us took this more seriously than the others. Consequently, all of us who remembered our names do not have girlfriends. I see no correlation in this. Ok, I admit it. I do.

Sometimes, we play a different game where when we meet someone we tell them either our own name or a fake one and then tell them one of your relatives invented something absolutley absurd, we use the following formula:

"My (fill in with a relative ) is the guy who invented the (fill in with the strangest thing you can think of)."

I like to use shoe laces or Nestle Quick. Regardless, its fun for all.

Some Drew Quick Hits!

As some of you know, I received an opportunity to become a private investigator. One cannot understand the coolness and potential badass I could become with this. Regardless, I told Drew of this and he offered up the best summation of the entire situation:

"P.I.? That's awesome! Dude, that's like the absolute creepiest position you could ever occupy. you should totally do it."

Agreed.

Sexual Harasment Drew:
According to Drew, he was suspended from work for sexual harassment. I don't even want to know what he did. I'm sure the real story wouldn't come close to the things I am hoping happened. All I have to say is that you keep making us proud up there in Avon, Drew.

Also, I thought it would be out line of me not to mention this text from Drew that I got on Sunday morning:

You are my hero

I swear there has been no other time in my life where I have felt so much like Ron Burgandy. I think that was the text message equivilent to the scene where Champ Kind bears his emotions in the "Hell, I'm a mess without you" speech. Can't you just see him getting all sniffly and his eyes getting all teary: "I miss your musk. Viddy, I think when this is all over we should adopt a child in Vermont!"

Easy, Drew. Why don't you take it easy. Maybe sit the next few plays out.

3 Comments:

At 5:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

well Brian...Let me start by saying, I needed a good laugh this morning, and you gave it to me. You did, however, forget YOUR other alternate ego which, sad to say, I haven't seen come out in a while...

"B. Nice Guy Viddy" This is one of many other alter egos of B. Viddy when he's feeling like being the "friend" of the group and treats people in a truly repectable way.
Nice guy Viddy doesn't want anyone to ever know that this ego comes out on occasion, and may even trick you into thinking that he may have slipped into this ego for eternity...Nope! Not so... if we are all so lucky, "B, Nice Guy Viddy" sticks around for a day or so, but mostly only comes out after drinking and lack of sleep. This alternate personality is admired by most and appreciated by others. The smoked aviator sunglasses accompanied by Rainbow sandals and a moppy hair-do sometimes do come out on occassion when he is in "Nice Guy Viddy" mode which becomes a little confusing to everyone.

 
At 3:06 PM, Blogger B. Viddy said...

Drew, I thought I told you to take it easy.....

 
At 3:14 PM, Blogger B. Viddy said...

Hey, those names and personalites, while based on some truths (such as beau always getting arrested while nake) are ment to be more funny than truthful. Honestly, you might call them characatures (sp) of us, but mostly, I just tried to write the goofiest and most absurd things i could think of. Don't think i'm bashing anyone or pulling my own chain. I was only creating personalities to go along with our frat names, clothes that a frat guy would wear, and cocky-abrasive attitudes that are so common amongst some of the frat guys we've met at smu. (some of you are great tho, but others...eh?) And Drew is not really my protoge...ok, he is.

 

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