Putting September in the Rear View

No, it’s not too late, even if you’re 0-4-0. Well, unless you’re 0-4-0 and you’re the Cleveland Browns. In that case, yeah, too late.

It Got Better

Sorry I didn't post this sooner but I was drunk on football. Oh yes and tequila.

It Got Better

It was as a beautiful autumn day in New England. Good times.

So many pigskin heroes for the Patriots on Sunday. No, they won’t score 50+ points every Sunday and yes, they did give up 28 points and had more than a few shaky moments on defense but I’m going to roll in this one like a dog with a dead fish.

The Former Fastest Gun in the West

Paul Simon wrote that “every generation throws a hero up the pop charts.” There’s been plenty of attention paid to the NFL’s young guns over the first month of the 2012 campaign. Washington may be first in war, first in peace and last in the NFC East but RG III is #1 in fantasy football. Some Pigskin Pundits and Bobbleheads think Ryan Tannehill actually outplayed Mark Sanchez (albeit in a losing effort) last Sunday. If it’s better to be lucky than to be good, you’ve got to like Russell Wilson. Christian Ponder just faced down the Legion of Doom-level defense of the San Francisco 49ers and came away with the win. Joe Flacco and Matt Ryan look like they’ve made the leap to elite. I woke up this morning wondering, “What ever happened to that Necky McManning feel-good comeback triumph against all odds Oscar favorite biopic? Did the studio put that production in turnaround?”

Fourth and a Long Way to Go

I have a feeling Tom Brady has packed his angry eyes for the trip to Buffalo. Perfect Tommy has been holding everyone – himself included – responsible for the predicament New England finds itself in. 1-2-0. Bunking with Miami in the AFC East basement. (Ugh. I feel like I need to take a shower.) I get it. If the Patriots are going to get out of this hole, they’re going to have to do it themselves. Nobody feels sorry for them. It won’t be easy. It's never easy.

Unlikely is Closer to Likely than Impossible

I realized this afternoon that when your team isn’t playing, football is awesome. Three OT games including the unintentional comedy that is the New York Jets. The Red Zone was positively manic as the 1:00pm games finished up. It’s starting to come together. Oh, sure. There are still many twists and turns ahead of us on our pigskin journey but it’s safe to say we know where we’re going.

Adversity Isn't Just a River in Egypt

Work, drink, write. Work, drink. Work, drink. Work, drink. Work, drink. Work, drink, write. Hmm. My work, drink, write balance is seemingly out of balance. I know why I work (money) but I don’t know if I know why I drink (thirsty?) or write (yeah, I got nothing). Perhaps I drink and I write for the same deep dark secret reason. Something that happened in my childhood, something repressed for good reason. Okay, I may be overdramatizing. After all, my idea of adversity is running out of space on my DVR.