Tuesday Morning QB: Where I've got the teeth of the Hydra upon me

I'm trying hard to find the humor in this past weekend's 132-112 loss to Renal Failure, but so far I'm not finding it. I've already written two posts that analyzed the loss from the trade perspective (I could have made a trade with RF last week for Dwayne Bowe and Peyton Hillis, which would have helped me, but I didn't, because I didn't want to give up Arian Foster, yadda yadda) and from the wrong player perspective (I picked up Patrick Crayton instead of Seyi Ajirotutu who went off on Sunday).

My thoughts exactly.

I then thought of referring to the Hydra since RF referred to the nine-headed creature last year after he and I made a trade in which he got the better end of the deal (um, Stephen Jackson, I gave him up for anyone, not smart at all). Only problem is he only had six players (including the New Orleans defense) in double digits and not nine, although all of the photos I found online of the Hydra had more or less than nine heads:


Plus Hercules defeated the Hydra and neither I nor my team definitely didn't play the part of Hercules this past weekend.

However, one of the reasons I liked the idea of using the reference to the Hydra was that it gave me an excuse to use this song:



Well, if I'm not going to be funny, I might as well rock. Here's another one from T-Rex, just for gits and shiggles, as my wife sometimes says:




Photos courtesy of Hilary Quinn, Bob Swain