He looks like if Matthew Broderick and a sewer rat had a son.

If that’s the only perspective you can get, maybe you need to step back and reconsider making the doc.

To be fair “Ben McAdoo” will be awesome to hear as pronounced by shitty New York radio hacks with purposefully exaggerated New York accents spitting out fired-for-effect hot takes.

His “not funny at all, laughs at his own jokes to make you think he’s funny” problem is a lot more obvious.

As a Mets fan, I can tell you that the Wilpons are even worse because they’re not even smart enough to be that bad. They’re out in Flushing, flipping all their Amway profits into Powerball tickets in hopes they can afford to forward ten grand to a Nigerian prince.

Well I guess it’s “or else we’ll move to St. Louis!” now when teams demand a free new stadium. Same as it ever was.

The photo works so well, what with verbal diarrhea and Cincinatti chili being so thematically similar.

Horrifyingly, that kind of skin would actually be slightly less offensive.

Any other person if they said these things, you would say “this person doesn’t like running for president and is trying to say stupid shit to get out of it.” Any other Presidential candidate in all of history.

Their Special Teams might be the wrong kind of... ah... “special”.

Good ol’ Stephen A, restin’ on his laurels about Hardy.

My result was “Woke two joints in the morning, woke two joints at night, woke two joints in the afternoon, it makes you feel all right!”

Doesn’t? Sure.

I’m mostly a baseball guy and even *I* know that when you try to coach pro football players like they’re college endentured servants, it doesn’t end well.

Being on either side of a controversial call in the Pinstripe Bowl is a loss because you were in the Pinstripe Bowl.

The vlog equivalent of on message boards in the old days when they’d say “this was all just an experiment for a sociology class!”

The difference between Cincinnati chili and this verbal diarrhea can only be made by observing the direction it is moving.

An actual independent commissioner would’ve ripped this team from them years ago, for the good of the game, and sold them to someone with money. Full stop.

Wreck-It-Ralph didn’t age well, apparently.

Christ, it’s gotta be hard keeping your eye on the ball when your head is that far up your own ass.