I think it is more than a little obvious that this guy is not frequenting too many health clubs and he sure as shit does not fill up on Special K and Granola in the morning. What. A. Fraud.All you Westins out there that charge for things like health club use and don't
value your frequent-stayers? Check out the Marriott Denver City Center.
The health club is free, with 24-hour-a-day cardio equipment and gym along with pool usage 18 hours a day. Free water, free cold towels in a mini-fridge for post-workout comfort, mini-TVs on all the cardio equipment. Not enough elliptical trainers, but that's a fight we travelers will never win, even in places where you pay to use the gym.
My summers at Courtyards and Fairfield Inns in the training-camp towns of America have built me up to some big status at Marriotts, so I have the good fortune to get the breakfast deal at the room on the high floor, with CNN on the TV and a nice buffet laid out, gratis. Special K and Granola mixed, with lowfat milk, topped by a banana, with fresh-brewed Starbucks House Blend and one of the very few times I'll check out the Wall Street Journal. Why? Because it's there.
Showing posts with label Peter King. Show all posts
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Monday, September 22, 2008
Does it Get Any Douchier?
From Peter King's Monday Morning Quarterback, presented without further comment:
Monday, February 25, 2008
Peter King
I'm no fan of Peter King's. In fact, I can't really recall a time when I read his MMQB column and didn't get worked up in a fit of rage. He's a shameless self-promoter and his stories about life as a coffee drinker or his daughter's cell phone bill really irritate the shit out of me. Nevertheless, I read him week in and week out because he does have access to more information than any of the jerk-offs over at Pro Football Talk.
I just finished this week's column where he recaps the happenings from the combine out in Indianapolis. He delivers this little nugget in his quotes section -
"I've got this old saying: A spade is a spade. I'm definitely a spade.''
--Central Florida running back Kevin Smith, in the middle of a group session with reporters Saturday.
I didn't know what he meant, so I asked him to clarify. "If you have game, you have game," he said. "I'm not one to try to hide it. I'm not trying to boost any attributes of myself. I play the game of football. Everyone who watches me, you either like it or you don't. I play running back and I'm very good at playing running back."
Oh. Now I get it.
I actually found that mildly amusing. Peter King managed to be hip for 2.3 seconds.
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