Unified Scene

By Trev Alberts
formerly of ESPN.com

It's been a long time coming for something like this, and I can't say the Trev is all too surprised or all too pleased to see it go down like this. Well, I guess it could be all for the best as I'm left to stew here in my own private intertubes, continuing to fight the good fight against whatever the hell it is I feel like fighting today. What can I say? I'm a very angry Trev, but I am also a loving and compassionate Trev. So with this, I tell my young apprentice to go forth and do whatever the heck his flights of fancy send him off to. It will all be over soon, I know The Kid. He'll be all committed and "yes, sir Mr. Alberts" for like a month and a half, next thing you know he's looking up how e can make moeny at home by raising endangered alpacas or some crazy shit like that. The internet will set him free, if he could only sack up and take the plunge.

So good riddance I say! I'll build my own college football blogosphere with blackjack! and hookers! Well, maybe not the blackjack. Anyway, this whole crazy thing is going to keep on keeping on whether you all like it or not, but I'll have to say that the Fire Mark May crusade will be taking on a different form, the next book in the Gospel of the Trev I guess. A corporate merger of sorts with plenty of goodwill from our FightinAmish friend over at that House Rock Built. I seem to be losing my loyal sidekick and stenographer while he goes off an tries his hand at a new "joint" in the Spike Lee/Spike Jonze sense of the word.

Godspeed, kid. I will hunt you down like the wild dog you are and kill you in your sleep, but I mean that in the most respectful way. You all haven't heard the last of the Trev. I swear a binding blood oath to myself to make you rue this day. On my self, I swear it.

The Most Brutal Post Ever

The A/V equipment is back up and running, but we're too distracted by Halo and Dethklok to cover anything. Our bad. Last weekend recap and Trevonics to come.



-irishotusider

The End is Near!

By Trev Alberts
formerly of ESPN.com

Saints be praised! The preseason officially begins tomorrow with the release of NCAA Football 2008. I can wholeheartedly say that this past week has simply been one long bender, preparing us all for the mayhem, online mayhem, and other assorted mayhems that will begin once we fire up the 360 for another season knee deep in two deeps and recruiting pitches. Its like tailgating practice, practice for games that dont exist.

Running Barenjager tally: 3
New Trev rule: "Anyone buying one bottle of the Bearhunter must buy TWO bottles of the Bearhunter."
Additional known-alias: Honey-meister

I'm keeping myself purposely in the dark about all of the new wrinkles in this year's update to the popular gaming addiction. Expect a full first impression report from the desk of Trev as soon as I recover from the awesomeness. We're putting Bloo and the interns on full alert: There are to be no fires or mock naval battles in the media room until the awesomeness is fully calibrated. We don't want to mess with the equilibrium. Last time that happened, Mario Party was somehow 80% more Japanese, and that's how Octoberfest started.

So, consider yourself warned, college football intertube blogosphere. You will all be pwned by the Trev in due time! Meanwhile, enjoy superfluous gypsy punk celebratory strike!



Trev Alberts is a former ESPN football analyst type. He is currently burning his copy of 2007 to form a festive campfire.

Gogol Bordello: Because I can, and I will

In no small part because Gogol Bordello's new album, "Super Taranta," was released today, we're taking a break from our normally lightish posting to bring the gypsy punks and their underdog world strikes to our corner of the interweb.



Consider it just another distraction in this eye of the offseason's hurricane. 7 days to 2008.

-irishoutsider