
I always think of Jonathan Papelbon as some XBox-playing child, so it's weird to think of him operating a firearm and going hunting. And it's really, really weird to think of him duck-hunting with Eli Manning (last item, registration required).
Papelbon regaled reporters with tales of duck hunting last month with New York Giants quarterback Eli Manning in Manning's hometown of Drew, Miss. "We slaughtered those ducks," said Papelbon, who also boasted about his duck recipes, which he claims are far superior to one he found in a book that was attributed to Ted Williams ("I tried it and it was terrible, dude" he said.) "What I do," Papelbon said, "you marinate it in Coke and Italian dressing, right. What the Coke does, the carbonation takes out all the game flavor. So you marinate it in Coke and Italian dressing in a Ziploc bag. Then what you do, you slice up a breast, quarter it in fours, and then you wrap those four little nuggets in bacon, jalapeno, and sour cream, so you wrap it all in a piece of bacon, throw it on a grill. It's amazing."
So, there you go. Today's lessons: Ted Williams's recipes are bullshit, marinate your duck in Coke, and leave Eli at home. C'mon, Eli overthrows 6-foot-5 Plaxico Burress on ten-yard out patterns. You really think he can shoot a duck on the move?
Note: I fucking hated that asshole dog.


Joey Porter played that game specifically to shoot that damn dog. And I bet the Red Sox are extremely happy to know that Papelbon’s been eating healthy in the off-season. Sour cream and bacon in the same meal?
You know, ’cause that dog couldn’t kill horses like Joey thinks all dogs should. God, this Valentines Day bullshit is fucking with my funny.
They don’t make ‘em like Duckhunt anymore.
Can’t Dick Cheney take Eli hunting instead?
I’m only writing this in the hopes that The Uff sees it:
Welcome to Bobcatville, we’re a docile, yet fiesty bunch.
Jesus Christ, Papelbon’s recipe for Duck Shitbalaya sounds AWFUL.
i just dont see why you would waste duck meat in there. it sounds like all the crapt he shoves in there would just completley take over and you’d have a bacon-jalapeno-sour cream coke and italian dressing hash.
Ewwwww.
I prefer to marinate my coke in duck.
I like your styles Hercules.
True Duck Hunt story:
When I got a speeding ticket in high school, my dad paid a lawyer $250 too keep the points off my license, and he made me pay for it by signing me up for some sort of pharmaceutical clinical trial. Literally, I spent an entire weekend getting pumped full of drugs — and NOT the pleasant kind of drugs that get you stoned, either.
After two nights of hell and semi-convulsive shakes in a hospital room, they put an NES in my room on the third day. So I popped in a Duck Hunt cartridge, and I scored about 800,000. That beat my previous record by about, oh, 786,000. I literally couldn’t miss. I might have been terrified by this if I hadn’t been on drugs…
Moral of the story: Obey the speed limits, kids.
You know, if they replaced the ducks in Duck Hunt with little Eli Mannings, I wouldn’t miss ‘em, either.