I'm going to say something I never thought I'd say: I like Mark Wahlberg.

In honor of the ex-funky bunch leader's new flick, "Max Payne," I thought I'd count down the "10 Movies That Somehow Marky Mark Didn't Destroy With His Awfulness ... And Is Actually Quite Good In."

To be honest with you, when I first starting to conceptualize this post, it was going to be "10 Things I Hate About Mark Wahlberg and Why He Ruins Movies." Then I watched the "Max Payne" trailer again. Then I went to imdb.com. Then I realized something...

The "worst" team beat the "hottest" team. The "best" team got beat by an "average" team. And I spent my afternoon watching, gasp, "What Not To Wear." Ugh.

The Morning After | Where We Didn't Watch As Much Football As We Wished We Would Have...

I think I may have watched about 31 minutes of football this weekend. (The 4th quarter and OT in the Cowpokes/Cardinals tussle.) Which means I know as much about the current events in the NFL as Herm Edwards knows about clock management.

No Chiefs. No Steelers. No reason for me to care this weekend. 

Though, as I may have said once (or twice) this week, the Wizards have a very, very important game tomorrow. You should check it out. Saturday night 7 p.m. at CommunityAmerica Ballpark. They battle the New England Revolution.

Other than that, I'm taking my bye week this week. I'll be camping.

Whenever I type in the secret word, you scream real loud. BTW, Pee-Wee as an adult? Creepy. [AAAAAHHHH!]

The 25 Scariest. Movies. Ever. | 20-16

We all have movies that we remember being scared by. Some had sharks, some had serial killers. Some had Elizabeth Berkely. [shudders]

All the stuff that's not fit to print about KC's most passionate fans.

Today in Ink is a story I did on the frenzy and frenetic fans of the Kansas City Wizards. It's a first-person story of how I became a member and, consequently, became a fan. Read it here.

The following are stories, items, tidbits and funny things that happened on my journey.

LET'S BUILD ON THAT! LET'S BUILD ON THAT! I'm so happy they film Herm Edwards.

My (Morning) Rambleblog | More bloggish ... less rantish

You could be fair-weather San Diego fans. They have good players and suck. Kansas City has crappy players but, by all accounts, are still awesome fans.

The Morning After | Wherein I call in a guest to my work cause I'm too busy.

Greetings, Kansas Citians (Kansas Cittites? Kansans?). My name is Jason and, in Gooch’s absence today, I’ll be taking you through the Monday after the Sunday which saw the Panthers drill the Chiefs.

Your Weekend Wake Up Call: The creepiest owner ... the Chiefs are officially frisky ... and I want you to call me Bronco.

Who is the master? Al Davis is the master!

Gotta dump your broad? Or dude? Bad business deal? Neighbor kids won't get off your lawn? Wish you could lay off the smack?

I was scared of sharks. Terrified. Thanks to Steven Spielberg's "Jaws," I wouldn't go anywhere near the ocean when my family went to Florida. I was 10 years old and convinced that a Roy-Schieder-eating shark was gonna get me too.

I realize now that more people die getting hit on the head with a coconut. But they don't make movies about that. (Though, imagine how cool that movie would be? I'm thinking it's called BONK! Twice as scary as any "Saw" movie.)

We all have movies that we remember being scared by. Some had sharks, some had serial killers, supernatural superheroes or stalkers. Some had Elizabeth Berkely. [shudders]

There's a contest going down. Simple. Whoever gets the most people to go see "Choke" in theaters this weekend gets to be in Chuck Palahniuk's next novel.

Or at least have a character named after you.

I've seen it. And, it's not bad. If you've never read the book ... that doesn't matter. It deviates so far from the source material in the last 30 minutes that it's like a whole other movie any way.