Get out of the way, pups! Let the Big Dog eat!
ENNEFFELL Football. It just got real.
No more screwing around with summer league hoops, dog days of baseball (although I do love the postseason), tennis, or pickleball.
The ENNEFFELL is the dog. Everything else is just the tail. I’m not the least bit offended by watching the greatest football players on Earth play the greatest sport ever invented. Not offended at all.
No “soft opens” of playing three months of games nobody gives a small damn about, as the NBA does.
It gets very real, starting tonight.
Christmas? The NFL owns that, too. Does it sound like I’m tweaking you, hoopsters?
How very perceptive of you. Eat your hearts out. But in the meantime, get the hell out of the way and let the big dog eat.
The outcome of tonight’s opener between the Bills and Rams? I don’t have the beginnings of a clue. And that’s the beauty of it.
Yes, I Am the Ugly American Footballer. And it’s my world. Deal with it.
(That all felt really good.)
Does Texas have a chance Saturday? You mean to actually win? Oh, just hell no. But that’s not to say the game does not have value for the ‘Horns and what Sark is trying to build.
Emmanuel Sanders went to SMU, proving that nobody’s perfect. But he is a great guy and just completed a wonderful 12-year NFL career. Manny’s hangin’ ‘em up. Very well done, Good Sir. A pro’s pro.
Apparently things got very uncomfortable and even a little ugly before Russ and the Seahawks divorced. I’m hoping the same thing doesn’t wind up happening between Lamar and the Ravens.
Big 12 Commish Brett Yormack says his league is “going out West.” Translation. That is an existential threat to you, Pac-12. You are officially in “check.”
“We don’t take nights off.” –Astros slugger Kyle Tucker. Precisely. That’s what I love about the Astros.
It’s September 8. Aaron Judge has 55 homers. That’s…pretty good.