“What am I supposed to do with players after a World Series win? Trade them all, of course...”

With or without the Hulkbuster?

Yeah. And what Pink Skull is saying is that nobody cares what dude learned binge-watching episodes of SVU.

Your points are pedantic. He was accused of rape. We’ll never know what he would have been charged with, because she died before police took any action. After her death she was marginalized by the state through gross understatement of her charges. Simplifying this case by considering it no more than breast fondling is…

Con: Overeater (of worlds). Shows up to camp above playing weight.

Most of the weight loss was from the neck down.

Pros: Can teleport the football into the receivers hands.
Cons: Refuses to remove rings from throwing hand.

Read this again and then rethink the choice to die on this hill:

It’s way more fun than the reality of the case. The NFL somehow manages to turn high order absurdity into mundane dreck. No Fun League indeed.

The father figure you get isn’t always the father figure you want.

“Tom, be rational! There’s no way giving us unfettered access to the living record of your personal life will end in humiliation and personal ruin. Nobody runs a tighter ship than the NFL.”

You are incorrect. You have the best understanding of the NFL’s possession rules I’ve ever read.

You’re on a helluva roll today.

If you get booed for being tone deaf, and you can’t hear the boos, did they really happen at all?

Wrestling in the daylight is bad. No mystique. Totally neutered Taker and Sting’s entrances. Worse than Sting’s bald-spot.

Get the US title off Cena, and put the Intercontinental strap on him. Let him elevate that thing instead of allowing it to rot on an injured Ryback. Just keep him away from the WWE title for a couple years.

It’s time to let Owens, Cesaro and Rusev run with the US title for a while.

This is a good review. Brevity is the soul of everything but Leitch. B+

So Elway is Hannibal and Jones is the Melted Face?

I think he meant “funny” like Eddie Murphy in Beverly Hills Cop III or Richard Pryor in a house fire.

That’s a blanket statement I can agree with.