Reckoner

Reckoner
Can you take it with you
Disavow the pleasure

You were not to blame for
Bittersweet distractors
Dare not speak his name
Did I cater to all you
All your needs?

Because we separate
it ripples our reflections
Because we separate
it ripples our reflections

Reckoner

Did I cater to all you
All your needs?


Radiohead
In Rainbows
Release: 2007
Lyrics: Thom Yorke
Music: Radiohead

de·ba·cle (dĭ-bä'kəl, -bāk'əl, děb'ə-kəl)

n.
1. A sudden, disastrous collapse, downfall, or defeat; a rout.
2. A total, often ludicrous failure.

No, I will not be writing about the events of a particular sporting event that took place three nights prior. I’ve written posts like it before, using words like “sheer misery,” “agony,” and “horrific.” Throw in some of my patented witty banter and you can envision what I’d write about the-event-that-must-not-be-named yourself. It becomes more difficult to be a Buffalo sports fan with each passing year.

Instead, I will declare that I am extremely excited that my Cleveland Indians and their $60M payroll are headed to the ALCS to do battle with the $140M+ roster of the ever-annoying Boston Red Sox. For the love of God, go Indians! Throw me a bone, sports gods! Give me something! I’m hanging by a thread here!

1-3 never felt so good

NYJA much-needed win for the Bills this past Sunday had a lot to do with an enjoyable Sunday afternoon in Buffalo. A packed house bore witness to the team’s first victory of the season and a surprisingly good performance from rookie quarterback Trent Edwards (filling in for the injured J.P. Losman). The hyper-reactionaries are already touting Edwards as the next Joe Montana, and they’re obviously smoking the cheeb. One game does not a Hall of Fame career make. That being said, I like what I see out of the rook, and I think we’ve got quarterback controversy on our hands. I’m wistfully remembering my box of Flutie Flakes…

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