Enjoy the Schadenfreude

This is for you, haters.

You’ll always have Spygate.

If You Can't Beat 'Em, Cheat 'Em

Apparently it’s true. Cheaters never win. Or they do until they get caught.

Why the Hate, Bro?

Regardless of what anyone says, we all want to be loved. Liked at the very least. Regardless of what people will admit, it hurts when you’re not liked. It’s boot to the balls painful when you’re hated. Even as you’re curled up in the fetal position, hands between your legs, it doesn’t make sense. What did you do to deserve this? A fair question unless your name is Adolf Hitler.

Stay Classy Haters

By now I’m sure you’ve heard that Terrell Suggs has it on good authority that all the other sisters in the sorority hate Tom Brady. That’s right. All of them.

Grounded

I’m trying my best not to enjoy it. The Patriots still have the Thanksgiving game with the Jets. Even if the NYJ drop a winnable game against the Rams this coming Sunday, I would still expect to see Gang Green’s best efforts at home against their hated divisional rivals. Still, it’s almost too easy. The 3-6-0 record, Mark Sanchez’s on-going struggles, a playoff guarantee followed by a lifeless defeat, followed by rumors of a teary Rex Ryan imploring his unlovable band of misfits to believe, followed by Bart Scott insisting the Jets are family even as some family members are trashing their receiving corps and calling out their second string QB. Seriously? It’s the guy who isn’t playing’s fault?

This is your defense of Mark Sanchez? That he isn’t as horrible as Tim Tebow?

Are you sure about that?