Things I can name about the Titans:

Last year I played in a fantasy league that had a team named BishopSankeyTheChristmasPoo.

The Eagles front office right now.

Bishop Sankey always sounds like a third rate Catholic high school to me.

Interesting. If they keep trading everyone, they might end up with the most innovative no-huddle offense in the league.

Asked and answered.

The girl in the white shirt pushes him in the back, and he definitely turns and moves her with his right arm, but he seems to be trying to de-escalate a fight he didn’t start.

Clearly not ready for Papa John’s primetime yet.

If this were Peyton Manning, he’d have 11 defenders carrying both him and the pizza, but the media would still say “He could still work for Dominos next year!”

That’s too bad. We came so close to getting an answer to the age old question, “Is a pizza a weapon?”

Held the pizza sideways. Pizza’s ruined.

Better pizza, better pushin’....Papa John’s.

She’s real cute
I’m glad someone took her.
Poor thing, man.

from the clickthrough:

Dude always looked like a Dollar Tree Matt Damon to me

You actually may be right, in which case I’d bet this dog is the sweetest little idiot in the world.

...and to keep the chain of custody intact, the Brewers made sure that Dino Laurenzi, Jr. personally delivered the veterinarian records from Milwaukee to Phoenix by FedEx.

So Hank didn’t go off to the Brewers farm system, upstate, where he’ll have more room to run and shag fly balls?

After the Vet reported that Hank tested positive to Doggie Growth Hormones (DGH) Hank immediately went on the offensive and called the Vet an anti-semite.

Conspiracy theorists still claim that the real dog is a sandwich.