So last Friday the Dreamboat stopped by and threatened (promised? thromised?) to seduce every woman you ever had the slightest feeling of warmth towards. What follows is the soundtrack to his intended debauchery, and the twisted trail of emotional wreckage he intends to leave behind.
There wasn’t much sports action over the weekend; a Norseman plundered the British Isles and I was lucky enough (courtesy of the Low Commander’s excellence as a host) to witness one of the most spectacular walk-off balks that baseball has ever produced (Editor’s note: there have only been 21 walk-off balks in MLB history. So they’re all pretty spectacular). This week sees the Republican National Convention (not exactly a sporting event, but Cleveland is well known for delivering calamity in all things it touches and I expect this convention to be no less disastrous or amusing than your average Browns game) take center stage, and after taking a GLORY BOY week off the pleasant summer diversion Battlebots will return.
So no football yet. But we’re close. We’re SO GODDAMNED CLOSE. Just two more weeks before training camp starts, and we can wrap ourselves in the blissful cocoon of the NFL season and start ignoring the outside world again. Here’s the music, and the Spotify link. Enjoy!
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