The nut of this post is such, go out tomorrow and get to’ up, root for Arizona on Sunday.

To the former, in case you didn’t know, Saturday is actually a cult holiday called Bulletproof Saturday. Since year-after-year the man refuses to give us Superbowl Monday (or Big Zero Monday, as I like to call it) off, a couple years back I deemed the Saturday prior to: Bulletproof Saturday. It plays to the theory (note: I also came up with the theory) that you can go out the night before the Superbowl and get plowed/cranked/fuhshickitee’d (sp.), and no matter what you’ll wake up the next day sans hangover because of the adrenaline rush of Super Sunday <- see, bulletproof.

I have a mixtape of Ghostface interlude skits (ya know, the annoyances between actual songs on the album) that end in a barrage of bullets. I play it during Bulletproof Day brunch.

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On to why I’m rooting for Arizona. It’s simple. Mike Tomlin is just too goddam cool.

The guy just does not respect the notion that you shouldn’t be operating at all times at maximum magnetism. Gawd! How i abhor his magnetism!

This is actually the first shot that comes up if you google image search Mike Tomlin + Miles Davis… that photo of Omar Epps comes up too.