Mine does too. The real downside is that I have to sit out another six weeks before I'm allowed to come on the field again.

That’s odd. When I’m too drunk, my wife tends to put me on the physically unable to perform list.

This seems like a metaphor for what Grayson’s dad did to Ben Carson in Iowa.

This much is sure: it looks a lot worse in slow motion than it does at regular speed.

If I understand correctly, you’re saying, “kids are no fun.”

Punched his girlfriend in the face? That boy a bitch.

“Good year for me from unemployed to the Super Bowl!”

“For the last time, Mr. Tomsula, you are not allowed to live in Levis Stadium!”

Well, we already know he’s drinking piss.

So he kisses Papa John and gives a shout out to Budweiser, I am surprised he did not get carried to the stage by a fleet of Nationwide agents.

How long before we see Cam in one of those "it's not how many times you get knocked down"-type commercials? A week?

When they cut to Peyton sitting in the locker room as the representative of the Colts’ Super Bowl victory, he was drinking a Gatorade in front of a pallet of Gatorades. Papa John was also one of the first people whose hands he shook as the game was ending. He is very, very good at this.

Pretty disgusting that Manning would use this opportunity to shill for Budweiser. Especially when he owes this win to Miller.

Brady looked deflated

Ceased mode.

So. Montee’s struggles with Ball control continue.

More like assault and badgery, amirite?

Welcome to Kinja, Jay.

Let’s make this a commemorative thread

I thought he already played for the Browns.

I knew I shouldn’t have stapled all of that haunted bologna to that Bible and taught it how to speak. I am sorry everyone.