On the day before Superbowl Sunday, I reflect on the end of my 2012 NFL season, which has only really been two weeks but is already unbearable.
I will not speak of the Ravens game except for this once. I thought of a new rule addendum that the NFL should consider adding. I know it was Bernard Pollard and it wouldn't have happened in any other circumstance but I think the rule should be: if a player is knocked unconscious and fumbles the ball on his own in the process, the ball should be down at the spot of the fumble. Fucking Bernard Pollard...
My first concern the minute the game was over was of course, my baby daddy Wes. I literally do not understand the issue. If I'm Kraft, this is one of the easiest decisions of my career, just fucking pay the guy. Give him a 2 year deal and give him the money. Let Bill, Tom and Wes play together for the rest of their careers. I've never had to deal with a player I love leaving my team and I don't want to start now. Wes is my favorite football player of all time and the thought of him in another uniform makes me want to vomit. I know what will make me feel better.
Nothing better than Allston.
This may come as a shock to a lot of people but I actually think I love Anna Burns. I mean, it's been years and years of jealousy but after what she said about Ray Lewis made me understand. If you missed it she wrote this on Facebook after the game
OK Ms Hooters International 2005, you got me. I loved this. Definitely a girl who likes sports. It also reminded me how well I would totally fit in as a Patriots wife. Ballsy, independent, and a little nuts.
Ed Reed will either be playing for the Ravens or the Patriots next year and that is a fact. After hearing how much Belichick wants to make out with Ed Reed, I immediately liked him better. But after hearing about how much Ed Reed wants to bone Belichick, and now I want him on my team. I don't think the Ravens would ever let Reed go to the Patriots because they are assholes but sometimes I dream about this
There's nothing better than a player that wants to play for the team. YOU KNOW YOU'RE A SPOILED PATRIOTS FAN WHEN: everyone in the NFL wants to play for your team/coach. Some articles have been published lately about why everyone hates the Patriots and to me it's obvious, they are sick of losing. These Patriots are one of the most successful franchises in the history of sports and other teams are sick of seeing them win, and their team lose. I respect that America, if I was losing I wouldn't like to see the same guys winning all the time. I'd hate us too. Fortunately, I'm on this side of the grass and the other side looks like FedEx Field.
Until next season, Patriots. I will miss:
Gronk with a shirt on
Ugh, those eyes
Beating the Texans
Adding Buttfumble to the dictionary
But here we are again at the depressing end of the NFL season. February-September are such dreary months. After tomorrow, I can maybe think about watching NFL Network and Sportscenter again and hope the Lakers don't cause me any more heartbreak. Here's to hoping tomorrow ends with Ray Lewis crying tears of sadness.
What time does the Puppy Bowl start anyway? Not sure if I'm more excited about Beyonce's halftime show or the Kitty halftime show.
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