Your “Fall-back Into Sunday Morning Football” Open Thread

Here we are again, not-salivating at the thought of another quadruple-header. Ah, who am I kidding-I’ll watch the shit out of this as I wolf down some eggs and crumpets. What are eggs called in the UK? Ova-lickies? Pram dodgers? Rasher friendlies? Eggs? You just never know what those mincing major allies to the US will come up with when given the chance to confuse us with the “English” (hah!) language.

Det “@” KC: Andy Reid will tell you that the finest BBQ in Kansas City, London can be found at The Jubbly Wank, where the near-fresh mutton is smoked for just over 15 minutes using only the finest Guinness after-birth soaked elderberry wood. Oh, you wanted a side with that? Well how ’bout some potatoes? Raw potatoes swimming in a room temperature bath of margarine can’t be beat. Are you not feeling like “Q” today? Well then, you could try a special dish by the name of Eel Wellington. Be sure to dig in while it’s still writhing! Oh right, the game. Given their respective records the Chiefs are twice as good as the Lions yet still worse than at least 18 other teams. Don’t try that at home! Or on the road or in London for that matter. Macklin the knife is back. (look at me, I’m Berman!) It’s Cooter’s turn to weave his offensive magic and get the Lions O out of first gear. Do you know what else is magic?-the disappearance of his 2006 DUI and 2009 aggravated burglary arrest records. Poof! Gone. All that’s left is a booking photo and a hat full of sky.