Man, I have been an extremely delinquent blogger. Thank goodness I don’t have a legion of fans following my every word. I knew that would come in handy some day.

So. Manny’s going going……… GONE! Good riddance. He reminded me of a collicky baby. Wah wah, you don’t deserve me. Wah wah, trade me for Brett Favre. Wah wah, *silence*. Ah yes, that’s better. Have fun with the headcase, Joe. He’ll be great in the beginning, but before you know it, you’ll be curled up in a fetal position pulling your hair out just like Tito.

Brett Favre. I’ve been trying not to go off on this topic because it’s so ubiquitous, but what the hell. Dude, GO AWAY! Go away, go away, go away. There must be a reason why you keep threatening to retire. Maybe you should just go ahead then and retire. Or play. But, make a motherfracking decision and stick to it. I don’t give a shrimp anymore how hard of a decision it is… This isn’t Sophie’s fracking Choice. You aren’t picking which one of your children lives or dies. It’s football. You either play or you don’t play. Stop forcing this soap opera on the NFL every season, it’s tired. I don’t even have a horse in the race and I’m friggin exhausted.