I'm way, way too fagged (British use) to write about this hilarious Cowbabies catfight. There's a million multiple sources; here's a funny one about a well-toasted CB named Newman blaming the coaches for the lack of accountability ... really, top notch. Like a sumo-driven baby crying match.
Ladies and gentlemen, what can I add to this? Especially when tomorrow I'll be managing the Grand Opening of a brand new restaurant in this Madrid, New Mexico: The Hollar. Offering a taste of the South with all the amenities of literacy.
But we're down to the nitty & gritty in the NFL. If I had the time without the crime I'd be writing some crud about the delights but I'm closing out with this: unless this is the ultimate pouisson rouge, everyone should expect a massive blowout of the Giants over the Terrell Owens (and associates) Sunday. Gonna be fucking hilarious.
Enjoy those pre-season Superbowel picks, Dallas fans!
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Everything I've heard about the whole TO-going-with-Crayton-and-Williams-to-meet-with-Jason Garrett situation has reminded me of an episode of NewsRadio.
It's the one where the staff are upset their free snacks have been eliminated and Bill rallies them all under the guise of getting their snacks back, but really, he's using them to get a massage chair for his smoking area. Sure, TO says he wants what is best for the team and is just showing solidarity with his fellow wide receivers. But we all know he's just using them to get what he wants. Dick.
A deep cut, but it reads to be well-reasoned.
These are all the Daves I know ...
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