Chuck Norris, Plaxico, MMA and Politics
Chuck Norris, Plaxico, MMA and Politics

(By Jeff Chiu - AP)
On a slow return to work, here’s a guest item from Bog friend Dan Levy.
Chuck Norris, Plaxico, MMA and Politics

(By Jeff Chiu - AP)
On a slow return to work, here’s a guest item from Bog friend Dan Levy.
Local Poll Week IV: Big South Rising

Navy misses out on a chance to move into the top five. (Photo by Luis Alvarez - AP; design by Ian Oland.)
It’s been a dodgy few weeks for the Atlantic 11, our motley assortment of Division I men’s basketball programs from D.C., Maryland and Virginia. We’ve had ACC teams lose to low-majors, highly regarded league favorites get blown off the court, upstarts follow-up massive upsets with six-game losing streaks, and a whole bunch of middle-of-the-road teams beat up on each other.
A Classic Snyder Jersey
Far be it for me to tell outraged fans what to think, but I will say that the grievous front-office faults that are so obvious to fans in recent weeks seemed somehow to have slipped into the mist about a month ago. Now, though, they’re back, and so I quite wish I had managed to meet this chap last night. The pic was snapped by Ahern Inquirer, who also reminded me that the Wacco For Flacco Campaign is perhaps inferior to Horny for Zorny.
Morning Look: Portis’s Practice Style
“Redskins Deal With Disgruntled Portis.” Seriously? I mean, it’s been what, five weeks since ESPN The Mag columnists were campaigning for Clinton Portis for MVP? And now he’s benched and disgruntled, with PR guys leading him out of the locker room before the press is allowed in?
Plus, he kept calling the press “bro,” as in “I ask no questions, bro.” The last time he dropped so many “bros,” it was right after he and Jim Zorn had exchanged heated words on the sideline during the Lions game, when he shrugged off questions by telling a reporter “I don’t know bro, you’ve got to go and talk to [Zorn] about that.” He also called reporters “my brother” and “my man” on that day. You can judge a Portis controversy by his pet names for the press.
Morning Look: That Was a Good Weekend
(AP Photos by, from top, Rob Carr, Nam Y. Huh and Gerry Broome)
Here’s a 100 percent true story: this weekend, I returned home from a week’s vacation in Miami Beach, leaving Florida on a day that was 80 degrees and perfectly sunny, with clouds banished to some less fortunate place, and returning to find that this frigid wasteland had overtaken our town.
Some Purple Prose

Seeing this sign all over Bank Stadium last night made me think of that famous line from The Princess Bride: “You keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.”
But other than that, I don’t have many bad words to say about the Ravens game experience. The parking is a breeze. The stadium is a dream. The wireless is free. The view is grand. I heard Minister of Disinformation Larry Michael on the radio yesterday afternoon, complaining that the parking in Baltimore is so much more scattered than at FedEx Field. It was a pure alternate reality moment.
Plax as a Redskin: So Crazy, it Just Might Definitely Won’t Happen
Capital One Field at Byrd Stadium?
It’s Lindsay Applebaum, filling in as a guest bogger again. Yes, I’m still here. Your beloved Steinberg will be back soon, I promise. Until then, I will continue to torture you with my lack of cheese references and quirky Jim Zorn stories.
The economy is crumbling faster than the Redskins’ playoff hopes these days, and it’s taking down all the little guys. First, it was my favorite sushi place near work. Now, it’s good old Chevy Chase Bank, which happens to be the place where I deposit and then immediately withdraw my paycheck every two weeks. It’s probably your bank, too. Well, it’s Capital One’s bank now, because they’re buying it for $250 million.
The Zorn Vocab: “Mr. Official”
Um, Mr. Official? (By John McDonnell - TWP)
I can find only three published instances in the past 12 months where a head coach in any sport has used the phrase “Mr. Official.” Oh sure, you can find lots of humorous-type writers dropping in that phrase during fake dialog between players and referees, but you just don’t see head coaches actually saying it.
Except for Jim Zorn, who has now used that title at least three times in his various press conferences this season. Each time, I’ve laughed out loud.
Local Poll Week III: This Thing’s Over
(By John Hawkes - Atlantic 11 Media Inc.)
It’s Week III, and the third annual Atlantic 11 champion has already been decided. Barring some major meltdown or an unforeseen late-season game with Liberty, Georgetown will once again finish on top of this thing. Not only that, but my specially chosen voters, in their infinite wisdom, chose to rank putrid bog residue Virginia ahead of Liberty, a team that beat the Cavs on their own court. It’s enough to make a guy wonder why he’s spending his vacation in Miami publishing wry comments about D.C.-area basketball teams. Anyhow, some observations.