
Ok, Sir Edmund Hillary was one thing. And nobody should hang their heads over Heath Ledger. But lately our humble family of tombstone-watchers has been unraveling at the seams, as light has been shed on all the wonderful selections that nobody made. Especially when you consider some of the healthy losers who WERE picked. Perhaps the biggest travesty is Paul Newman. The king of salsa, salad dressing, and air popper popcorn among others, Newman was a no-brainer last year, and yet somehow went undrafted in 2008. What gives? We should be ashamed to call ourselves a collection of death profiteers. If Newman dies, nobody gains! That is the greatest tragedy of all. And of course, like Ted Kennedy, another Free Agent All-Star, Newman is now in some serious trouble. Let us hope for a speedy recovery, so that his death does not go to waste, and someone can select him in Death Pool '09.
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I hope you don't make a prediction about me, O Mighty Reaper, Portent of Doom!!!
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