Morton Malaise

Since some of my so-called “friends” feel the need to mock me when I write what I feel, the last post has been changed to a private one. Some of you can be real douchebags sometimes.

Congratulations to the Scarlet Knights of Rutgers for their HUGE win last night. I know a certain defensive lineman for a certain football team in Kentucky that will probably have nightmares about jumping offsides for the rest of his life.
Will THE Ohio State Luckeyes and the Wolverines play twice in a row? If Rutgers wins [...]

Midget. Wrestling. Midget wrestling. Yeah, I know. I can’t begin in the short time I have to write this entry to enumerate the myriad ways that this is wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, totally fucking wrong. The fact that the event took place at a bar that had a dirt floor only a few short [...]

OK, to summarize the last couple of weeks in the life of malaise that I lead:
Fucking Tigers. Zumaya can throw a ball 104 miles an hour and hit a target the size of a baseball glove, but he can’t lob a ball to one of the bases to get an easy out. I don’t get [...]