Space Emperor doesn't joke...
This story is about our beloved Space Emperor Zoltan Mesko at the combine...
Besides their being poked, prodded and scrutinized at the combine, coaches and general managers want to know if a player can think fast.
"The Atlanta Falcons special teams coach and the Pittsburgh special teams coaches ... they sat me down and said, 'Tell us a joke,' " Michigan punter Zoltan Mesko said.
"I was like, 'Uhhh, I wasn't prepared for this.' I told this joke that was so bad and they were like, 'OK, let's just get your cell phone number and stuff for draft day.' I stopped them and said, I have to apologize for that bad joke. They were just looking at each other like, 'OK, let's move on.' "
The joke was two guys in a bar, according to Mesko.
http://www.detroitnews.com/article/20100304/OPINION03/3040417/1126/Comb…
I'm pretty sure he melted their brains shortly after this situation. Perhaps they could have been saved, but their lack of tin foil hats and bubble wrap sealed their doom....
one of the more hilarious guys i know.
However, most jokes... probably not okay for an NFL draft interview.
Mildly offensive is probably okay at the combine, it's not like they're Boy Scouts.
Here's a joke: Draft Zoltan or he'll destroy your stadium--unless you're the Raiders.
He should have busted out the aristocrats...
"Two guys walk into a bar. The bar was formed of three blockers, who the punt blocker guys were desperately trying to jump over....AS I BLASTED THE BALL ALL THE WAY TO UGANDA. The end."
One is a Michigan Man, another a pig, and the third - Buckeye Joe....
Three perfectly healthy special teams guys walk into an interview...
The Space Emperor has no need for human jokes.
if i weren't afraid of zoltan's telepathic space-mind being linked with the internets, i would try to make up a joke about running a fake punt on 4th and 14 in the rain in east lansing in the 4th quarter.
His sense of humor is beyond normal human comprehension, intelligible only to other space monarchs.
Jerry Jones shelled out mad cash for a TV the size of Qualtar. He has kindly requested that punters not aim for it. He is apparently completely unaware of the sudden transition Qualtar experienced from existence to vapor. If I could do that from across the galaxy, just imagine what I'll do to Jerry's precious TV from inside the same stadium!
For those without an active imagination, I'll spell it out for you. Jerry's TV = soon to be obliterated.
...tells a lot more about the interviewer than the interviewee.
I always have a joke on file which is enough of a cliche to show you know your stuff while occasionally still feeling original.
"Two guys walk in to a bar. Third guy ducks."
Simple, easy, and you can move on. Hope it helps someone one day down the line.
A highly rated pro football prospect walks into an interview. The interviewers ask him stupid questions until he gets angry and kicks both their sacks into their throats.
Get it? Ah ha ha ha.