2 weeks ago I didn’t even know the show was coming and last night I was so glad I didn’t miss it. Not sure how a show like this went under my radar but I’ll just blame it on Stargate. And maybe the last few Weezer albums. Still, last night was the final Weezer Memories show and it had to trump any other show before it. Instead of doing a night of Blue Album + Greatest hits and then a second night of Pinkerton + Greatest hits, Vegas got a 1 night only Blue Album + Pinkerton show. A show for the ages and it didn’t disappoint.

This was my 3rd Weezer show and after the first 2 shows, I really wasn’t sure what I was going to get. The first show at the BJC, in between Green and Maladroit, was awesome, full of energy and tons of fun. The 2nd show (in the 120 degree Vegas sun) had a hell of a somehow energetic crowd, but the band just wasn’t there. This crowd though was pretty diverse with middle aged Weezer fans, their kids who are now Weezer fans, people in between and don’t forget the dude who was so high on heroin that it was just a shame because he practically slept standing up through the entire show.

The drugged guy might not have brought anything to the show but age apparently doesn’t matter because this crowd brought it, the band brought it and the place was electric. Everyone in the room has known practically every word to every song they played last night for so many years now that the tunes are ingrained in us all and everyone just fed off of that energy.

The highlight of the show for me was, unexpectedly, when they did “The Good Life”. Listening to the room, it sounded like most at the show agreed. I think it reached us all a little bit more now than it used to for some reason. “I don’t wanna be an old man anymore”? Standing in one place without walking for 90 minutes made my back feel like that last night more than ever. Still, it didn’t really matter all that much because we were all living the good life for 90 minutes and having that much fun.

When they finished the Blue album, it was pretty bittersweet, but knowing Pinkerton was coming made it alright. When Rivers finished up “Butterfly”… man, that was something else. I really felt like I had seen a show that I will never see again. I’m still just so glad I was there.

What I’m watching: Lie to Me

The Eagles season just ended after losing a crappy one to the Green Bay Packers. This makes it two 1st round playoff exits in a row for the birds. This one wasn’t nearly as bad as last year’s loss despite the fact that we lost mostly due to two missed field goals from David Green Akers. I can’t be too upset though as I didn’t think we had much of a chance going into the game. The Eagles defense had not been playing very well and the Packers offense has been tremendous of late. 2 missed field goals though is a pretty crappy way to lose a ballgame. Philadelphia fans mustn’t fret though. Wake up Monday morning and take solace in the fact that the Eagles should have been no better than 8-8 this season yet somehow managed to take the NFC East and keep the Giants out of the playoffs. They did it with some tremendous victories including the Miracle at the New Meadowlands which nobody will ever forget. It was our 2nd Christmas present that week.

April 2nd. That’s the day after Roy Halladay pitches and the day before Roy Oswalt pitches. It’s the day Clifton Phifer Lee steps on the mound for the eventual 2011 World Series Champion Phillies. One season may be over but this year has only begun.

What I’m watching: Jersey Shore

At one point in the season, I was only ~3 points out of first. I had a tremendous stretch during the bye weeks outperforming everybody by an insane amount. Once those bye weeks were over though, my team sucked. It makes no sense but sho nuff, that’s how it went. I didn’t post much afterwards because it was just going to be post after post of “Arrrrrrgh’s” and “Nooooooo’s” and “*&#@$’s”. You would think if you could make it through bye weeks in good shape, you could only go up from there. So you look at your match-ups and Drew Brees gets a Ravens D that was lit up a week earlier by Houston, a “what should be a shootout” in ATL and then the Bucs while Joe Flacco gets a fake Saints D, Cleveland! and the BENGALS! Yet somehow Drew Brees continued to throw pick after pick and Joe Flacco continued to be touted as great despite looking like one of the weakest QBs in the NFL week after week. Just because their teams were winning, they skated by, but in the world of fantasy football, there is no skating by. They got me a combined 15.24 points in the final week of the season. That’s your 2010 Sports Man of the Year, Drew Brees and the next great QB, Joe Flacco. Throwing non stop picks, turning over the ball and not completing passes is no way to be considered QB greatness yet somehow both of those QBs did just that and were somehow never exposed. Well consider yourself exposed guys. Drew Brees can no longer throw any more picks this season because his fake Saints team lost to the 7-9 NFC West champion Seahawks yesterday and I have no final for Joe Flacco yet but he’s certainly looking as futile as ever against the Chiefs right now. Good.

I’m not gonna delve too much into the rest of my team. Most of those guys were patchwork guys I picked up mid year like Brandon Lloyd, Ryan Torain, LeGarrette Blount and Jacob Tamme. They all served me pretty well for where I picked them up; on waivers. In reality, I probably should have never even been competing for a trophy. After the first few weeks of the season, my team looked to be in bad shape and if it wasn’t for some decent pickups, I never would have climbed in the standings. Perhaps the best things that happened to me all season were Jermichael Finley going down early in the season and then another team picking up Malcom Floyd before I could make up my mind, forcing me to pick up Brandon Lloyd. Finley’s injury took Greg Jennings from nothing to the top instantly and we all know how Lloyd performed this season. Jennings, Lloyd and Maclin were probably the highlight of my team. However, as much as you need good WR performance to win a championship, it can’t, unfortunately, be your only good thing.

So lets skip all the final 3 weeks of garbage and go straight to the last game of the season. I needed the Seahawks to hold Steven Jackson to under 22 points for me to medal. They did just that and the Galapagos Tortoises came away with the 3rd place bronze trophy. The tortoises started slow, picked it up in the middle but unfortunately couldn’t keep pace. There was no championship repeat in the cards for those mammoth reptiles this year.

I hate fantasy football. The last few weeks of the season had been a miserable experience containing failures of epic proportions. I’m so glad it’s over. And that’s the problem with professional sports and thus with fantasy football… there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it but sit back and watch it all implode. You try not to get too vested in it but you can’t help yourself. So you say to yourself… you say, “Guy, do the Eagles not cause me enough pain by never winning anything? Am I a glutton for punishment? Do I need more pain?”. “Yeah! Of course!”, you say, so you decide to play fantasy football where 32 team’s worth of players can make you personally fail. And that’s where we are as a society. Millions of us looking to shorten our life spans just a little by thinking we have some sort of control over anything that goes on around us. Well there are 2 things I know for sure. 1) We have absolutely 0 control over how professional athletes perform on the field week after week and 2) I can’t wait for next year’s fantasy football league. C’mon, this post didn’t sound too dire did it? Next year has to be awesome. What could possibly go wrong switching to a 32 team, head-to-head league next year? It’s not like we’re drafting 2 catchers. Or are we? Regardless, it all sounds like a blast! See you all next year. And yes, I am a glutton for punishment.

What I’m watching: AFC Wild-Card Game: Baltimore Ravens at Kansas City Chiefs

Yeah, this may be NSFW.

What I’m listening to: B**** Please II