Bummer.

NOOOO! In spite of Joe's valiant efforts to help the Eagles by kidnapping the Cardi-nots' cheerleaders, my Iggles fell short of the Super Bowl. This is the face of a disappointed dog.

I did all I could. Last week I had some Giant Bones for when the Iggles played the NY Giants and it WORKED!

And this week we had Cardi-not bones. (As you can see they are a sizeable bird.)

I even taught the Iggles QB Donovan McNabb to roach.

And he brought the Iggles back in the second half but we STILL lost. Sigh. I will need extra snacks to forget my sadness. E-A-G-L-E-S IGGLES!

Seein' Red!

Look at me! I'm red all over! Not cuz I'm mad but because I'm so happy that my favorite Big Red Cornhusker, Ndamukong Suh (his name is SUH/how do YOU do?) is coming back to play for the Huskers next year! Yay! He's totes awesome and we're built a lot alike, see! And last season he intercepted TWO passes and returned them for TOUCHDOWNS just like I'm always stealing toys from long-legged sibs and RUNNING AWAY!

I also have to get all the red out of my system today because this weekend it is ALL GREEN! See, my Eagles are going to Joe Stains country to play the Air-head-zona Cardi-nots. Here is my favorite Eagle, Correll Buckhalter, who played for the Huskers! He's dancing a jig! And he runs fast, like me!


Mad props on the fancy photeration to Mr. J Ape who has a big heart just like me! E-A-G-L-E-S EEEEEEEEEEEAGLES!

And for a little musical interlude, here's Johnny Cash singing his hit A Boy Named Suh:

IGGGGLES!

The slack jaw, the eyes glazed over in a cheesesteak-induced haze, the air of anticipation? This can mean only one thing....IGGLES FOOTBALL! Yes, this Sunday my Philadelphia Iggles are playing the STOOOOPID New York Giants. I'm so so excited, though I think the Iggles QB Donovan McNabb has captured my feelings best:




I'm going to pop some brewskis in the fridge, grab me some warm soft pretzels, call up my friend Khyra and start rootin' for the Iggles! I'm hoping for an all-PA Super Bowl. IGGLES vs. STILLERS! But before that happens we have to beat this guy:

No, not the President, the guy behind him picking his nose.

And yes, this post was just an excuse to show a the Donovan Dance and Eli Manning picking his nose before shaking the hand of El President (for 12 more days!!!!)

GO IGGLES!

Another Installment in Wally's Guide to Football!

Hi Dudes! See me smiling! It is because my favorite pro team THE SEAHAWKS finally WON A GAME. They kind of stink this year but that's ok because I stick by my team through thick and thin. (Me thick, them thin.) And I am also excited because my other team the EAGLES (E-A-G-L-E-S EAGLES!) are playing the Steelers and this is an important lesson for my baby brudder Oscar Bean who needs to learn about the football.


See, a few years ago the Stealers stole the Super Bowl from MY Seahawks. They are also the cross-state rivals of my Dirty Bird Philadelphia Eagles! And so here I am demonstrating how we Fly Like Eagles! See this hat? My ma ape found it in the Bargain Bin at the sporting goods store.

I am pretending it is Ben Roth-less-burger, the Stealer's QB. GET HIM!

Here I am calling a huddle with the dogs to plan our next move on the snack bowl.

Oh I'm so nervous I can't watch!


Hi to my friends Joe Stains and The Shermanator who are Super Steelers fans! Whoever wins I think we all deserve some snacks.

P.S.: Joe--E-A-G-L-E-S EAGLES! Do you need a box of monkeys to dry your tears? I also highly recommend a bowl of ice cream. It always lifts my spirits.

Birds at Play!

Oh no! My birdy teams are playing each other today! Some Eagles vs. Some Seahawks! They are both my adopted home cities so what is a dog to do?

Sorry Eagles, I look better in blue and green.

But I will accept bribes in the form of snackables.

I am ready for some TAUNTING!

Tonight is SUNDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL. Ok, it's preseason so the game means nothin' EXCEPT that the Philadelphia Beagles are playing! And they are one of my favoritest teams! And it is even more important because they are playing the Pitts-burg Stealers! So that means that I have to be all tuff and trash talk with two of my best pals who happen to be Stealers fans--Joe Stains and the Shermanator (of Jackman Ave). And also my Onkel Eric.

So--are you ready guys?

Oh snap!

Look how tuff I am with my FOOTBALL.


And here I am in my EAGLES jersey that may look like "random green t-shirt from my ma ape's drawer" but is really a retro Eagles jersey, I SWEAR. And I don't know why I decided to put on my bull pizzle hunting outfit but it just seemed like it would make me look tuffer--dressing like a cow and wearing my ma ape's t-shirt--TUFF:


And here I am singing the Eagles song "FLY Eagles FLY, on the road to VICTORY." (And I'm trying to get the variations on "Chocolate Rain" from Ike's blog out of my head):


And my sissy wants to get in on the taunting cuz she LOVES taunting. And she has a new football cuz she shredded her old one.


And here's my tuffest stare-down with my mini-bull pizzle.


Fly Eagles Fly! On the road to victory! Eat Wally eat! Football season means more snacks!

i *heart* football

it was a GREAT weekend for wally. i went to the p-a-r-k TWO days in a row. and it was so hot on saturday that i overheated! so, i've started blowing my winter coat. big black tufts are coming out. mawma tells me it's too early to get out my spring wardrobe but i'm darned hot! 70 degrees in january!

and my football teams did great--seahawks AND eagles won and i got a BONE during the eagles game (pictures to come). both were decided by a field goal so there was lots of shouting and obnoxious behavior in our house this weekend. my friend rene came to watch the beagles and he brought us bully sticks even though i growled at him for getting on MY couch.

a super curiosity.

this weekend my beagles and my seahawks officially made it into the playoffs--woo! (as did the bears). this raises an interesting conundrum, though. the last five teams that lost the super bowl (as the seasquawks did last year) are often said to be "cursed" because they had a losing year after losing the stupor bowl. (it was in the washington post so it must be true).

but this year, the stupor bowl losing seasquawks having a winning record and are headed to the playoffs while the stupor bowl winning stealers have a losing record and will not be in postseason play. what does this tell us? well, you may remember last year's stupor bowl was rife with questionable calls, most of which went the stealers way (hence, they are the stealers). this can only mean one thing--the seasquawks SHOULD have been the winners and the stealers the losers but they cheated and stole the game. yup, that's my story and i'm stickin' to it.