Okay, this is IT. IT! IT I tell you! Weenie guy in the middle handed out "Tony" Awards (weenie guy's name is Tony) last night during the Monday Night Football game. We saw "awards" for "Best Choreography" (WTF!) and "Best Costume" (HUH?! WTF! there ain't no costumes in FOOTBALL! oh, then again, it was a Raider's game and their fans are space aliens in human costumes and sometimes space aliens in space alien costumes) and "Best Actor" (AYFKM?* WTF?! although we were mildly amused Terrell Owens was the winner in this category). Even so...as mildly amusing as this little schtick was, WTF dude, WTF. What's next? Tony Weenie will be talking about how a football fan should do home decorating? Or which china you should use during your next formal Superbowl dinner? In a world of weenie-ness, turning weenier by the day (click -->Here<-- on the wussification of our great Nation), one would think one could count on football as the last bastion of the pure manly man. The place where a woman finds real men who don't squeal like Miss Piggie when they get a paper cut and couldn't give a rats ass about bonzai trees and even better...they don't even know what a bonzai tree is. Tony Weenie is wussifying our last manly stand and we won't stand for it anymore! STOP! One highlight of the Tony Weenie Awards...Tony Weenie offered a Tony Award to his left-side commentator (these guys are so bad I'm not even bothering to remember their names). Whoever that guy is just looked down at the thing (I couldn't even tell what the award object was) and didn't put his hand out to accept it. Tony asked something like "aren't you going to accept your award?" to which left side guy either didn't respond at all or subtly said, "uh, no that's okay"... something like that. Now THAT'S funny. *Are You Fucking Kidding Me?