Rumor has it that last night at the New Meadowlands the Vikes-Jets game was postponed because Mr. Favre kept sending photos of the aforementioned Junkyard to the stadium's Jumbo-tron.
Yes, I made myself laugh. Yes, I am an idiot.
So, yet again, an American icon is taken down. I gotta say, I'm getting tired of our best and brightest reporting being wasted on the peccadilloes of politicians and celebrities. Somewhere in America, and in the world, are real problems and issues that aren't being reported on because....no one wants to read about that. We're all lazy, and prefer schadenfreude to investigative journalism.
We get the world we deserve, I guess.
Anyway, football picking is less precise than nose-picking:
GB lost to Washington. I keep picking against my 'Skins. And the Colts are on deck. Guess my pick next week? MISS
Jax beats Buffalo. I figured the Bills can't lose them all. I figured incorrectly. MISS
TB beats Cincy. Bucs are a team on the rise, Bengals are just inconsistent. MISS
Atlanta beats Cleveland: someone said the Falcons might be the NFC's best team. Hmm....HIT
Detroit beats St. Louis. YES. Finally. Can you say "run the table?" Team of Destiny starts to fulfill it. HIT
Indy beats KC. Close game. HIT
Chicago beats Carolina: HIT
Baltimore beats Denver: HIT
NY Giants beat Houston. Whaaa? What is happening in Houston? MISS
Arizona beats Saints: crazy game. MISS
Tennessee beats Dallas: the 'Boys are not out of it in a weak NFC (name three better teams.....) but each mounting loss means that Tony Romo is considering retirement and texting photos to Linda Cohn. MISS
Oakland beats Chargers: Jason Campbell cameos as a backup, Silver and Black show up to play an NFL game against Norv Turner. MISS
Philly beats 49ers: I figured San Francisco would be desperate. Nope. MISS
Jets beat Vikes: of course they did. The Vikes' QB is 41 and texting gals half his age.
Season record was 23-23, with a 5-8 week I'm in the hole again at 28-31. Not good.
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So, my stay-at-home existence is supposed to be relaxing and I often hear "well, what do you do all day?" I think life was easier when I simply had a job and would get up and out to a workplace. Now, everyone thinks I'm free to run hither thither and yon. Lots to do, so you folks who read this dreck (and there are actually people who read this, I'm shocked) will see less of me this week.
While I'm gone, enjoy Winger.
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