Yay to us. We've made it through the inaugural week of the Wet, Hot, American Sports experiment. The results so far? Pretty much as expected. We gave you tons of nuggets o' information coupled with comedy stylings and then trickled off at the end of the week when we got too drunk to write posts. I managed to stumble out a few hang-over posts below, to round out the week, but Phil is still passed-out in the corner spooning my dog, Mr. Pickles. But rest assured, I poked him with a stick an hour earlier and he managed to mumble something about truckloads of posts on the weekend.
The weekly lineup and Phil's growing problem after the jump.
Next week we'll debut our weekly lineup, a hodgepodge of sports knowledge and fun that starts on Monday with Dear Mr. Fantasy, where I will fulfill all your fantasy football desires. On Tuesday I return with the Tuesday Ten, a sure to be controversial list of ten sports related whatever I feel likes.
On Wednesday, Phil awakens from his Hypnotiq hangover and brings you The Stat Machine, a collection of weird and wonderful sports statistics. If he hasn't clogged up his keyboard with vomit, he'll be writing a Letter to the Fans on Thursday, a celebration of all things in the world of fandom.
After he has fully recovered from alcoholism, Phil will be doing it all over again on Friday, but this time for the sake of blogging science. We'll be reading your mail and answering your questions. Probably while taking keg stands in the bathroom. As long as I hold his legs, Phil can still type with his hands that way.
The topical posts that you have seen this first week will continue, but just with the added support of the Weekly Lineup. I hope everyone enjoyed the first week, but expect the second one to be even better! Now if you'll excuse me I have to feed Mr. Pickles. I take it as a sign of hunger when he's licked all the hair off Phil's nipples.
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