I still stand by my decision to turn the teevee off Thursday night. But, oh how I enjoyed some Friday morning schadenfreude. Yeah, the "uber-smart" G.O.A.T. (Fucker)...forgot what down it was during the final, failed drive. But what that funny little moment really did, to my mind?
Illustrate the insidiousness of
It's looking worse for Leonard Fournette today.
Not Earl Thomas worse, but pretty bad:
He cleared waivers unclaimed & is now a true free agent.
He promptly filed a grievance for the $4.167 million in base salary he believes he's owed for 2020.
I half-expect the Patriots to
First off, I wish Everton had already played so I could use Dominic Calvert-Lewin's Black Lives Matter #9 shirt. But this will have to do. Full credit to the Premiership for taking on racial justice issues, with remarkable unity and moral clarity. I am proud to support this League.
OF COURSE in
I went by the office on Tuesday morning, to print some shit and sign my privilege license (practicing law, it's well complex, eh?). On my way out, I saw this storefront, and it spoke to me on multiple levels.
No, I am not trying to riot shame, since everyone is 100% right
Please, just watch/listen to this in full. We really need him in Most Glorious Commentist Party!
Perhaps the most important takeaway...LISTEN. Just fucking listen to other humans when they are expressing real needs and concerns. Also, my esteem for badass Donks safety Justin Simmons somehow went even higher.
Kraut and Imaginary Footy