Hello all. Week 6 is complete. I saw a fair bit of this football while doing dinner prep on Sunday. Yes, the parents are snowbirding back to Arizona and were good enough to take young blaxito with them for a week at the ranch before I need to yoyo that damn drive this weekend to pick the boy up — so, anyways, that earned them a steak dinner. But in the meantime without a kid? You better believe I won’t be wasting my time dicking around with gifs or mpegs or whatever. I did catch Rodgers yelling at the Bears fans that he owns them though and, ooof, that’s a tough pill to swallow there Chicagonians. I’d rather be on the receiving end of trash talk from a corner who calls himself the best then promptly drops a pass thrown right at his chest. But what do I know? I’m just some dude.
Nonetheless, your Week 6 Quotables submissions are below.
The Gang Helps Out a Special Needs MRSA Victim
Ninety percent of intercepting a pass consists of being in the right place at the right time. The other ten percent consists of catching the ball. It’s a critical ten percent, though.
As my 10 year old nephew says, that’s why he’s a DB, not a WR
Why does this image of a guy laying facedown inhaling grass make me think of Josh Gordon?
They’re remaking Cloverfield?
Does this mean the fans are the 11th man until Russell Wilson is back?
Make-a-Wish doesn’t have a clue what they’re doing anymore.
“Spring rolls!”
I’m pretty sure Mark Davis is communicating some thoughts about the Raiders offensive line to a deaf companion because that gesture is the American Sign Language word for “Alex Leatherwood”.
OH AND HE GOT….JACKED OFF
What’s that? I’m being told I’m watching a different gif than the rest of you.
THE BEN is going to have a hard time controlling himself around a long haired bust that can’t say no
“I haven’t seen shotgun action like that outside a stadium since…oh wait, no, that was a handgun.” – Romeo Crennel
THIS GUY CEEDEE LAMB I CALL HIM “THE WAITER” CAUSE HE’S HOLDING THAT BALL UP LIKE IT’S A SERVING TRAY.
THIS OTHER GUY JALEN MILLS I CALL HIM LESEAN MCCOY…
“That Polynesian idol belongs in a museum!” – Eli Manning, donning his trusty fedora in preparation for yet another Indiana Jones style adventure
Philly really is the city of brotherly love.
“So Captain Howdy, I told Oakland’s mayor that it was time to put up yer dukes!”
Coach G was always ranting about “those naggers” on the team, but nobody’s complained to me lately.
Derrick Henry laughs in Earl Campbell at this.
After wiping a tear from his cheek, Hines discovered that this Terrible Towel was just a common Big Ben post-rape jizzrag.
I’d be impressed if that wasn’t a flat RC Cola he was shotgunning.
Alternate: It’s not even gameday, just another rush hour commute into downtown Cleveland.
You used to run the risk of getting stabbed with scissors after a shot like that on Dallas’ #88
Yes! The PF Changs is on the way!
What did Lennay Kekua do to get enshrined in Canton?
But I’m glad Manti Te’o was there for the ceremony.
Haven’t seen a CeeDee treated so disdainfully since the Chris Gaines debut.
♫When you’re a Jet, you’re a Jet all the way!♫
♫From your first cigarette till your last dying day♫
Oh man. Please let Wilson’s absence extend beyond Week 10 simply for this.
“Milking the cow” never caught on in Oakland, but Mark is no quitter.
I can never see any image of this guy without hearing “HI! I’M MARK DAVIS!” in my head.
He’s like the unholy offspring of Richie Rich and Simple Jack.
“Futbawl muh-muh-makes me ha-happy.”
“M-O-O-N. That spells Dismissed With Cause!”
Penalty on number 88, roughing the passer, 15 yard penalty, first down New England.
-Ref
These towels are terrible for polishing one’s head.
Something something Robert Kraft
Nobody will sit near the special needs kid due to his involuntary spasms.
Great kick
-Trent Green, whilst peeing himself
Dammit, no matter the uniform my diet still consists of dirt.
See, head and shoulders, no dandruff!
I guess they were out of Hurts jerseys