Forbidden heds
Ndamukong Suh appears to be joining Pavel Datsyuk on the list of Detroit athletes who invariably call forth tedious plays on their names when they appear on the pages of certain dailies. It'd be nice if this habit ended, but breath is not being held against that occasion.
The upper instance is a little weirder. It's from a blog, where writers' choices are likely to get a little less interference from the desk, and that may explain why it's so, like, Zen, or whatever that vague scent is.
That's the problem, I think. I'm expecting "the chosen one" to be either Obama* or some annoying child actor in a karate-n-symbolism movie. I don't get a connection to hiring a new GM for your mediocre basketball team, and it'd be nice to know that the appearance of a sports exec with a family name like Cho didn't set off a round of "ah so, grasshoppah" in the toy department.
* Yeah, sorry, too much time in the swamps of Fox.
The upper instance is a little weirder. It's from a blog, where writers' choices are likely to get a little less interference from the desk, and that may explain why it's so, like, Zen, or whatever that vague scent is.
That's the problem, I think. I'm expecting "the chosen one" to be either Obama* or some annoying child actor in a karate-n-symbolism movie. I don't get a connection to hiring a new GM for your mediocre basketball team, and it'd be nice to know that the appearance of a sports exec with a family name like Cho didn't set off a round of "ah so, grasshoppah" in the toy department.
* Yeah, sorry, too much time in the swamps of Fox.
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I dunno why but that Cho-sen one, though it didn't make any sense to me, made me remember Doyle telling Angel that some doomed bunch needing his help "was going to need more than a Promised One; they needed a Contractually-Obligated Ten Thousand."
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