I still want to call him “Pogue” every time I see his last name.

Simone Biles is so incredible, every time she performs I just want to watch her routines over, and over, and over again, because I know I missed a hundred tiny amazing unbelievable things she did. She’s superwoman. It’s unbelievable. We’re so lucky we get to see her in her prime.

The best things about the Chargers are, hands down, those great banners and the occasional Marmalard quiverfull burn. Other than that, what is there even really to say?

I can’t. Or maybe I’m just not trying hard enough?

This comment fits so beautifully in with the letters from fans in this years WYTS. It’s glorious.

Louie?

Titans get winner

Eh. It was for six months over ten years ago, and you knew which city I was talking about, yeah? My roommate and next door neighbor were both from Baltimore, and to my uncultured Northeastern ear didn’t sound all that different from the other Marylanders, but explaining all that in a little throwaway comment feels…

Even listmakers forget the Cards exist.

Oh my god. +1000

Just she just pee on her feet if it happens to start mid-stream, or what? Enquiring minds need to know, here.

I’m guessing it’s some kind of Orioles bullshit. “Can’t disserspect the flag if we’re standin and singin and just randomly puttin team names in, nossir! Whar’s mah beer?”

(apologies for the terrible transliteration of the brain-damaged accent I vaguely remember through my PTSD from living in Silver Springs many years…

Watching the Bills end their playoff drought was so great, though. Thanks, Bengals!  Also, fuck Ray Lewis.

JESUS TAPDANCING CHRIST WE SIGNED RGIII. We won’t sign Kaep because we’re afraid it’ll cause a media circus but we sign a fucking quarterback that hasn’t played in two seasons.

C’mon! Why can’t we get this on the GTi, too?

For me, it’s the Cards and the Titans, but same.

That picture of Bill Bidwell gives me the shivering skeeves. He looks like every chinless, be-gunted inbred who is convinced to his core of the White Man’s inherent superiority as he waddles around draped in daddy’s money (and surrounded by daddy’s inherited football team), whining about how those brown folks and immig…

trolling? it’s SO hard to tell these days. Shit.

I don’t know, man. He has that desperate cheery “I am a bag full of garbage and I know it but I’m not sure how to stop” stream of consciousness thing going, plus I have legit met people like this. I absolutely think it could be real, except I’m going to hold out on believing the ‘not a racist shitbag’ disclaimer until …

Goddamn. Most of the teams’ fan letters are kind of fun and relatable, at least in part. This time, I’m just thinking I need to stay as far the fuck away from Wisconsin as possible, at all times, forever.