Obviously you don’t know anything about knees-iology.

I fixed it.

How do BOTH of the tackles get beat so badly to the outside one a three man rush? They know they have help to the inside, all they need to do is get outside of the rusher as quickly as possible and redirect him inside, where the guard is ready to help. But instead they let the rusher do the one things they don’t want…

should’ve caught that by the way

One of them is a DT too. Makes it even better.

I would expect a fella named Cian to only know about the other Fùtbol.
Are Gaeilge names the new WASPy thing?

I can’t process a world where the Lions appear to be the most well put together and competent football team in the NFC North.

Emblematic of their ‘offense’ was a red zone play where the Cowboys rushed only three, Bradford was so robotic about going to the designated receiver he threw the ball EARLY with absolutely nothing in the way of a pass rush around him. Skittish, without weapons, and injury-prone is no way to go through life, son.

Was he though?

Good point about the Mets. It would be great for Oakland if they had some sort of Sandy Alderson-esque GM, a protege or acolyte, and they could institute a smart management system. Call it, I don’t know, Sandyball.

Such a ridiculous double standard when it comes to catching your spouse masturbating. The few times I’ve caught my wife or found out about it later I’m like “Hey now, that’s hot...want some company?” But whenever she catches me it’s all “Gross! What’s wrong with you? At least wait until the funeral is over!”

Proper serving size for ice cream is however much you can fit in your gullet. Pints be damned.

I don’t care what the FDA says, the proper serving size for ice cream is and always will be a pint and I will fight anyone who says otherwise.

“It’s the Greek burger! With a lamb patty and mint aioli! As seen on Food Network’s Dumps, Holes, and Shitholes!”

It’s a good thing this happened in the canal - otherwise, I don’t think a tow boat would have been able to find it!

He didn’t attend his grandfather’s funeral—the same grandfather he once called before every game.

Even without the bullshit “pussification of America” nonsense, that column, as excerpted, is stupid.

Thanks for the extra info - I’ll be honest I haven’t read much of what he has done.

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