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I, too, saw a movie once.

I’m with you. I also think telephones are cheating, in general. If it’s not a conversation I can have face-to-face, it’s not worth having. And don’t get me started on airplanes, boats, cars or travel by rail. If I want to get there faster, I’ll run. No, I think we can both agree that anything that makes life easier or

HERSHEY’S SPECIAL IS WHAT JAY GLAZER CALLS IT WHEN HIS WIFE TAKES A DUMP ON HIS CHEST

Teams put a shitload of money into quarterbacks, and with good reason......I have always subscribed to the idea that either you have a QB, or you have nothing. But it’s becoming clear that a lot of teams have both a quarterback AND nothing, which is a shitty spot to be in.

I want something bad to happen to Poppa John. Not like Jared-bad, but just something bad enough where the Board says “You can no longer be the in the commercials. We cannot have your face associated with the pizza.”

LMAO - The Cialis commercials are the best. They always have a guy chopping wood and his woman watching happily. The wood/erection metaphor pops up in at least half of those ads and it never fails to make me laugh.

To be fair, the toss sweep was a juggernaut of a play in NFL 2K3.

Berman is awful. Dickie V is awful. Lee Corso is awful. Sometimes, after few years, the same old schtick gets worn out. And these 3 be worn da fuck out.

“No one from Boston should ever be allowed to make a Boston movie ever again.”

Hershey’s Chocolate is fucking terrible and I will fight people over this. They’ve conditioned America to accept it as the standard for milk chocolate when in reality it’s like 90% corn syrup. I’ll eat it if it is sitting around, but it’s trash compared to other readily available brands like Lindt and Ghiradelli.

Boomer is in status, if not style, the Vin Scully of cable television and of the NFL.

He was the beginning of the end of watchable NFL draft coverage. He would get the pick in his ear 10 seconds before the commissioner would announce it and basically just ruin the surprise.

Steve Martin was great as SNL host back in the 70s and 80s. If he had become the permanent host, gained 120 pounds, and came out every week for 30+ years and screamed “Excuuuuuuuuuuuusssse MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”, he would have been just like Chris Berman.

Doubly so because a Jason Whitlock quote is being used to represent journalism in the first place. The irony of that alone is stunning.

I would really like to know what kind of insider information Berman thinks he has that could “sink countries”.

Yeah, but without Berman who would have been there to smugly tip 5,000 NFL draft picks seconds before the commissioner announced them?

Based on his meat sweats alone, we can conclude that Berman was the opposite of a great journalist.

Someone say hooters?!

Fucking idiots. I mean, I know it doesn’t taste much different, but you’re supposed to take the paper off before you eat the sandwich. Jesus.

God...I haven’t been this concerned since Hootie left the Blowfish.