Now, lest you label me a fair-weather fan, let me tell you that I've been cheering for the Detroit Lions for 18 years, since Barry Sanders came into the NFL. There's been very little "fair weather" in those 18 years, and I still wear the stupid jacket and the stupid sweatshirt, and the stupid hat once in a while.
As the Lions were getting spanked by the Minnesota Vikings today, who as far as I can tell have only one good player, the remote control started to shake and shimmy on the table in front of me, and it leapt into my hands, shouting, "Press me! Press me!"
To rid myself of the misery, I gave the channel changer a few clicks, and landed on Comedy Central. And this (not my complete and utter failure to find a suitable professional football team for which to cheer) is what my post will be about tonight. Because what I found there was infinitely more entertaining than the Lions game.
Do you know who Demetri Martin is? If you don't, you should find out. Quickly. I think I may have seen him for a few short minutes once before. But today I got to watch nearly an hour of him, and forget all about what was going on in the NFL.
His style is something akin to Mitch Hedberg or Steven Wright...stream-of-consciousness stuff that makes you wonder how anybody can have such a warped, creative, hilarious view of the world.
Definitely the highlight of my day...and this is a football Sunday in December!
So go find some Demetri Martin, and tell me what you think. Or if you've already seen him...let me know if I'm playing him up too big, or if he's really that good. I think he's really that good.
"Saying 'I'm sorry' is the same as saying
'I apologize.' Except at a funeral."
"I keep a lighter in my back pocket all the time.
I'm not a smoker, I just really like certain songs."
"If I ever saw an amputee getting hanged,
I'd probably just start calling out letters."