Thanks for the tip, Cap'n.
God I hope he breaks something tonight.
Rolling in a 1997 Pontiac Astro Wagon and pleading with the crowd for ... for some kind of sanity. This is ... this is a black day for sports blogs.
Oh, man. What a terrible debut. That's not really how I wanted to introduce myself to my new team, fans, and city. Wait, what's that?





Not since Jay Cutler said we were a 6 compared to Chicago's 9. Because of the altitude, we shrunk even more. It had an adverse effect. That chubby, no-chin, cookie-eating bastard didn't know what he was doing. Particle physics are no place for a Vanderbilt grad.

