— “They can knock those Cowgirls off the line of scrimmage.”
— “Mr. [Brandon] Banks, we need you to run at least two punt returns back.”
— “You watch [LaRon Landry], he takes a zero in on you, and he’s coming to knock your jock off.”
— “Clinton [Portis], show the world and the people of RFK, I mean FedEx Field, that you still have it.”
— “All you law enforcements, you let [people] scalp those tickets, because we need that place rocking.”
— “We need everybody participating, little kids, babies, pooping and everything you got to do. Bring your A game Sunday night.”
— “You must be willing to run over your grandmother, your mother, your sister, and your little sister, and all your other sisters out there. Either you got a lot of illegitimate kids, run over them. Run over dogs, cats, whatever it is you run over them to beat the Dallas Cowboys on Sunday night.”
We’re not necessarily ranking the awesomeness of these Redskins hats anymore so much as we are continuing a series. If you’d like to add to the fun, please send along the great Skins hat(s) of your own.
This one comes from a fellow going by the name of CamLwalk, who says, “Check out this bad boy. Worn it since 1979. Flattop corduroy!”
I love that he reads Mr. Irrelevant. Of course he does. Anyway, follow the jump for a closer look (of the hat, not the dude) … Continue reading →
This “split the uprights” commercial for Mickey D’s is a continuation of Michael Jordan and Larry Bird’s crazy game of H-O-R-S-E, and MJ even makes a cameo here. I remember thinking it was awesome, and not strange at all that two kickers were center stage for a national commercial. Of course, I also don’t remember there being anything wrong with neg-burns.
(Fun Bunch-style high-fives to scruffylookinpt2 for digging this up, along with dozens of other vintage Redskins clips.)
This is a special piece of vintage, local advertising from my favorite time as a Redskins fan starring three of my all-time favorite Redskins. Art Monk is reliable as usual, Darrell Green is affable as ever and Gary Clark steals the show. But where the hell was Ricky Sanders?
Despite being only six when this aired, it’s still familiar, perhaps due to friends who still imitate Jacoby’s lines to this day. Lingering speech problems aside, the real atrocity here are those gym shorts, revealing bits of Jacoby that should never see daylight.