It's official. It just sunk in. It's taken six days, but I'm ready to deal with this. Tom Brady is out for the rest of the season. He only made it 8 minutes this year. It happend on this play:
I can basically kiss this NFL season goodbye. Our defense is just average and our backup QB (Matt Cassel) has not started a football game since high school. There's still some talent on offense, but this looks really bleak. I am thus far undefeated in two fantasy leagues, but it's a small consolation to losing your favorite player for the season 8 freaking minutes into it. I wish I could turn to the college ranks to make myself feel better, but Michigan looks completely awful. We will be lucky if the game against Notre Dame even finishes today. I'm not sure that either team knows enough football to fill four quarters. My new team, Clemson, on which I sprung for season tickets, started out the year ranked in the top ten and then proceeded to be embarassed on national television by Alabama. Possibly the only thing worse than losing a million hand in foot games in a row to Bo Ivey is having his team throttle yours as a major underdog in the first game of the year. He has shown remarkable restraint following this victory, as I have not (yet) been subjected to any type of taunts regarding this calamity. I would have been down at the zoo taking pictures of me feeding the Tigers old Bear Bryant hats by now. Roll tide indeed.
If you want to see something that makes my stomach turn, here it is:
I can basically kiss this NFL season goodbye. Our defense is just average and our backup QB (Matt Cassel) has not started a football game since high school. There's still some talent on offense, but this looks really bleak. I am thus far undefeated in two fantasy leagues, but it's a small consolation to losing your favorite player for the season 8 freaking minutes into it. I wish I could turn to the college ranks to make myself feel better, but Michigan looks completely awful. We will be lucky if the game against Notre Dame even finishes today. I'm not sure that either team knows enough football to fill four quarters. My new team, Clemson, on which I sprung for season tickets, started out the year ranked in the top ten and then proceeded to be embarassed on national television by Alabama. Possibly the only thing worse than losing a million hand in foot games in a row to Bo Ivey is having his team throttle yours as a major underdog in the first game of the year. He has shown remarkable restraint following this victory, as I have not (yet) been subjected to any type of taunts regarding this calamity. I would have been down at the zoo taking pictures of me feeding the Tigers old Bear Bryant hats by now. Roll tide indeed.
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you've opened up a can of worms now. i'm sending the link to dad so he can read this. ps. war eagle.
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