Happy Wednesday, Spursland! Look, I am just getting out in front of it now: I guarantee the player ratings for this weekend will end up being to the theme of Thanksgiving side dishes. And I guarantee some stupid sweet potato dish will be considered five stars. That's crap. NOTHING, I say again, NOTHING is better than stuffing, unless it's oyster stuffing. And you can take your green been casserole and jam it straight up your turd cutter. Sweet potatoes, though, are the Tom Carroll of side dishes. Tons of hype, but in the end they just don't turn out being that good, no matter how many people tell you they are amazing. (Ed. Note: MASHED POTATOES AND GRAVY YO)
I know, shots fired.
And now the "news"
I am not the most plugged into the youth ranks, so the fact that I have never heard of him means nothing. Let's hope he makes the right decision.
Just look at those eyes in the picture. Those are the eyes of a man driven to insanity by his time in England. I bet he moves his family into an old Victorian hotel and slowly unravels.
Well that's all I need to know. And when It comes to knowing stuff, I am always happier when I know less. It's just my style. Hey, anyone know what 89 divided by 7 is?
Those are all outstanding in their own awfulness. However, as we all know, there can only be one highlander.
A low blow to be sure calling it that. But come on, doesn't it just feel like TMZ.