Junc, if you're going to trust anything that fuckwit Eskin says I really don't see the point in debating anything with you. Besides that, if you "don't care what he says" and are pretty much going to draw your own conclusions based on your sentiment and only a select few actions on the part of the people in question there is really no way for me to hope to win any debate (or even have a worthwhile exchange of ideas) with you. And can you really blame him for blasting Dodge? The defense and coaching staff as entities deserve more blame than Dodge, but Dodge certainly deserves more blame than any one individual involved in that meltdown.
Even though I really hate the Giants, I'm glad fans can come together and put the rivalry aside for a minute to say Mike Fatcesa is a prick.
My neighbor stopped by tonight and after he noticed my son's stuffed animal bunny he said, "I can't believe Easter is almost here." The Mike Francesa response to that- "Waitasecond, waitasecond, waitasecond. Whaddaya mean Easta is almost heah? Dat's outrageous. Santer Claus hasn't even delivid yet. Ya gotta get through da whole winta befoh Easta comes. Ya outta ya mind wit dis."
Francessa isn't a Giants' fan; he's a fan of Bill Parcells and he's a Yankees fan. He currently dislikes the Jets more than he dislikes the Giants.
Waitasecond, waitsecond. Dat's outra, wa, waitasecond. Christmas is not all about dat. It's about givin' and good food and presents and sugahplums and family. It's not about makin' fun of me. It's not about me. I don't tawk about myself. I've been heah twenty fo-ah ye-as and neva was it about me.
He grew up a Giant fan and hated the Jets, then rooted for Pats when his daddy went to New England and was nuetral with the Giants. Then he became a Jet fan when Daddy became the jet HC and then rooted for the Boys when Poppy went to Dallas. All the time after Daddy left the jets, he liked the Jets because of Mr. T until last December when he ripped Rex after the Colts game and the jets cut him off. That's what I call a man with conviction.
what's sad about the wait a second video is that he probably took those from 3 or 4 random shows. the amount of times he says wait a second throughout an entire year has got to be astronomical. i can picture him at home jack: hey daddy, I got an A on my report card. can I please have a chocolate kiss? you promised you would give me one if I got an A. fatty: now son, wait a second, I nevah said dat, what I said was, if you get straight A's faw the entiyah school yeeee-uhh, I'll give you one chawwclit kiss. jack: but you sai...(cut off) fatty: wait a second! I said wait a second Jack! wait just a second! dat was only a half of uh semestuh jack, chawwclit kisses ahh faw grown ups. jack: but daddy you have like 1,000 of them in your draw your bdedroom, can I just have one? fatty: whaddaya tawkin about? you tryin tuh be smawwt with me boy? get lawwst. get in yah room. jack: ok dad(walks away crying) fatty: wait a second jack, I said wait a second! turn around and apologize to your father. jack: i'm sorry fatty: ok, now get lawst son.(reaches into bedroom draw, eats a choc. kiss...yummm yummm gimme some!)
The Night before Christmas Twas the night before Christmas, Da whole house was mella, Not a creature was stirrin', Cuz I had a gun unda da pilla. When up on da roof I heard somethin' pound, I sprung to da window, To scream, "YO! Keep it down!" When what to my Wanderin' eyes should appear, But da Don of all elfs, And eight friggin' reindeer! Wit' slicked back gray hair, And a silk red suit, Don FATCESSA wuz here, And he brought da loot! Wit' a slap to dare snouts, And a yank on dare manes, He cursed and he shouted, And he called dem by name. "Yo Minko, Yo Boomer, Yo Carlin, Yo Bull, Ay Joey, Ay Evan, Ay Summers, Ay Neer!" As I drew out my gun And hid by da bed, He flew troo da winda And slapped me 'side da head. "Waitasekin Waitasekin what you doin' Pullin' a gun on da Don? Now all you're gettin' is coal, You friggin' moron!" Den pointin' a fat finga Right unda my nose, He twisted his pinky ring, And up da chimney he rose. He sprang to his sleigh, Obscenities screamin', Away dey all flew, Before he troo dem a beatin'. Den I heard him yell out, What I did least expect was dis, "Merry Christmas to all, And yous better show some respect Back afta Dis!"
I've been listening to his show since around 1993 and I never really noticed the wait a seconds till the last two years. Maybe he heard somebody else say "wait a second" in a movie or TV show in 2009 and he said, "Dat line sounds good. I'm gonna staht usin' dat." In the wait a second video, I especially like "fay da fall" at the :35 mark. Also, the ending is great. "Get lawst. Get lawst. I can't take any more of this babble."
The guys an idiot. He hates any team that fits his agenda. I've disliked him from the first day I've heard him. No wonder Mad dog took a walk.
X-Mas morning at the Fatcessa household (Jack has one last gift to open) Jack: Oh boy! I hope this is the authentic Sanchez jersey I asked Santa for!!! Fatty: <rolls eyes, while stuffing his face with his 10th donut> Jack: What? Wait, this can't be right...I asked Santa for a Sanchez jersey...why did he give me a Dez Bryant jersey? Fatso: Ya should be happy wit wat you gots for Christmas Jack. Jack: But I asked Santa for a Sanchez jersey...I'm a Jets fan not a Cowboys fan...I hate the Cowboys. Fatso: Now WAITASEKET Joe, John, WAITASEKENT! Why ah you gonna disrahspekt Dez Bryant like dat?! Dat kid is an awl wurld receivah!! Heez gonna bea stah! Dez Bryany iz on anotha planet compahed to wat da Jets have at dat position! Jack: (begining to sob) But I don't CARE who he is or how good he is!! I'm a Jets fan and I asked Santa for a Sanchez jersey...I'm not gonna wear that. Fatso: Now WAITASEKENT, whaddya mean yoor not gonna wear it? I went outta mah way to get dat jersey, and you should show some rahspect and at least wear it!! Jack: What do you mean "I", dad...I thought Santa got it...wait...you're Santa?!?! Fatso: Now hold on...you tryin to tell me dat you actually believed in Santah? Yoor lawst!!! LAWST!!! Getta clue!! yoose yoor noggin, der iz no Santah, John!!! Jack: (runs away crying) Fatty: (eats another donut) Post #5000 of this epic thread!! I hope I did this honor justice
