I'm Brett Favre.

I'm an attorney. Paterno's massive potential liability for negligence crossed my mind quite a while ago, and while bumping someone may give rise to negligence technically, this ain't that, and the SI piece was right. I think there's a case to be made, and believe me, we'd find out if he wasn't definitely going to…

So true. Ugh.

If we're splitting hairs, let's split hairs: McQueary told the grand jury that he told Paterno that the child was being raped. So it's very possible that did happen; in fact the grand jury found it very credible. And I just watched a bunch of dolts at the press conference making ASSES of themselves defending a coach…

Ah yes, he only knew that "something inappropriate of a sexual nature" occurred between a grown man and a 10-year-old. And we only know that he couldn't be bothered to try to help the kid. He's a true martyr.

Find the Herbstreit segment... from last night. Sigh.

It's only 46 if you don't count the 9 years he didn't help the raped child he knew about.

I will just never stop vomiting at this story. Glad it's been on TV here constantly for the last 24 hours.

and my cell phone rings, now my mom had been in the hospital, Claire knew this and we agreed that I should get it and we could continue afterwards.

Consider this: His Kronik partner Brian Clark (I think?) had an even worse previous gimmick - The glowing-eyed monster from Three Mile Island named... Adam Bomb.

You'd have thought the orange Crush would have done the same.

one upscale Morgantown hotel bar

In a fitting tribute to Daniel Sedin, she offered no resistence whatsoever.

blown image upload... gah

Jimmy the Greek wishes he was alive to explain this.

It's not easy being sleazy...

"Only those who looked upon the spectacle today can know what it means. One might as well attempt to describe the glory of the Grand Canyon or the peak of Mount Everest at dawn."

In that light, Dan Snyder forged names in the same way that Nixon bugged the DNC's headquarters.

Breaking the "no caffeine" policy by drinking a vanilla cappuccino is like breaking the "no alcohol" policy by drinking Coors Light.

The Tuesday/Wednesday bullshit is the "Play-In Round," and the days where I stream the games at my desk before sneaking out early in the afternoon is the First Round. Enough of their bullshit, if no one's going to be the one to make the obvious call on this, I am.