We think we know what we're doin', but that don't mean a thing. It's all in the past now, money changes everything.
Welcome to another offseason, bitches. It seems fitting that a season in which pigs flew, hell froze over and the Saints turned the whole damn system upside down would be followed by an offseason unlike any other. As in the regular and postseasons, most of us will be spending lots of time furrowing our brow in a vain attempt to understand the situation while wondering whether this is a momentary glitch in the normal order of things, or whether it's the beginning of some kind of crazy-ass "new normal." Either way, it's gonna take some getting used to. Continue Reading…
One of the fringe benefits of winning a championship is that you get to piss a bunch of people off in the process. And then you get to laugh at them.
You know how sometimes when you hope and wish for something to happen, maybe for a very long time, and you imagine a million different ways it could possibly play out, and you wait and hope and dream and wait and wait and wait… and then it finally comes to pass, and you just can't help but to be a little let down? You've built it up in your head to such an impossible degree of epic greatness, there was just no way the actual event could live up to what you had dreamt of?
In case you haven't heard, Peyton Manning and the Indianapolis Colts have a game this Sunday. Nobody's really sure who the opponent is gonna be, but everybody's pretty sure it doesn't really matter.
