I don't really know how to start this post. I'm kind of emotional right now. Please bear with me.
We started this blog about 15 months ago with the noblest of intentions: to avoid having to send out 26 emails a day from our work accounts. We came, we cursed (some of us more than others), and some of us went to Canada.
Somewhere along the line, people besides the now-twelve chucklenuts who write for this site happened upon the Buffet, and, for some inexplicable reason, a few of those people saw fit to link to our masturbatory fits of swearing. It didn't make a lot of sense -- nobody who writes for the Buffet is going to be confused with legitimate sportswriters like MikeHunt or Todd Welter (least of all Moongoose, who's the fucking Haley's Comet of posters -- a brief explosion of light, followed by years and years of nothing) -- but, hey, if we get a link every couple days, it's cool.
But today, we went supernova (and I'll be goddamned if that isn't the second space-related reference in two sentences): not one, but TWO fucking links on the SportsBubbler's Daily Drink. This being the Buffet, there's really only one word that summarizes that feat: MOTHERFUCKER!
Now, having reached the pinnacle of Wisconsin sportsblogging, there's really no point to continue. It'd simply be too much work to get back to that point, and we've all neglected our families (especially SBTG, who didn't even realize that his wife was pregnant until Baby SBTG showed up a couple weeks ago) during the time that we've spent working on the site.
So: it's been fun. Thanks to those of you who stopped by. We'll see you on the dark side of the moon.