Well…
For the life of me, I still cannot piece together this season. We saw QB2s all the way to QB102, all of which were still better than Uncle Jack Pickett, Kissin’ Tittay Truthbisket, and especially MILF Hunter Z. As always, our pugilist, law-talkin’ aquatic mammal’s write up about the weekend’s playoff games is required reading. Go back, and peruse. We’ll wait.
Like the rest of this damn sport, the Stillers and Bills both confounded all season. At various times, Buffalo looked absolutely unstoppable, completely baffling, utterly inept, and suddenly strong. Josh Allen is suddenly slinging to both sides, offense, defense, whomever. He’s been quite generous lately. Anyway, at one point 6-6, and seemingly left for dead, the Wagon Encirclers got their shit together at the right time. Coupled with some LOLphining, Western New York went from wondering if the Josh Allen window was closing, to AFC East champs in the span of two months.
The Stillers haven’t exactly looked great at any real point, yet somehow got to double-digit wins, and the Infernal Seveth Seed. I watched, read, or listened to as much of this year’s Urinating Dumpster Tree Fire every day all season. All I can honestly say is Tomlin Voodoo is real, it’s spectacular, and just accept it. I’ll get into far more detail (or, at least I’ll tell myself that) in the post-season post-mortem, but we all know the Yinzer Contingent Side only exists to disprove scientific theory.
The weather already moved this match today, which kind of benefits everyone. We now get Wild Card Double Headers three days in a row, which the NFL will undoubtedly exploit for gain. That they haven’t already by now, especially after the COVID season postponements laid out how to do this, is a minor miracle. PRAISE CAPITALIST JEEBUS! The weather in East Lake Erie is still pretty gnarly, and absolutely will effect aspects today. That’s the hope, anyway. Stillers pre-game on-site radio says* there’s still two feet of snow on the stands and in the concourses two hours before scheduled kick.
*as of 13:34 EST
Whomever wins this game will represent the AFC in the Superb Owl. I’m actually pretty confident in that. So, sorry in advance to whomever I just cursed with a half-dozen crippling injuries because that’s kind of what I do.
Well shit.
Rudolph was cromulent; defense was cromulent after the 1st quarter, but therein lies the insurmountable lead I mentioned at the time. Sigh
Me on my way to the kitchen to cook more Loco Moco for dinner with my new Hexclad cookware that I got for Xmas.
Rudolph determined to quiet some of those naggers with his play.
Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V8lT1o0sDwI
Nailed It!
– B. Walsh
HAIL SH’ANKLOR
FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!
Who knew that a kid that played at Wyoming would have little to no trouble playing in the cold?
But did he play basketball out there?
Pickens with the Tepper Tantrum on the sidelines.
Pickens seems like a well adjusted lad.
Does the cold make your hammies lock up?
“Steamed hams are the superior hams.”
-A. Reid
I’m ready to go to bed.
Who needs stinky Dry January when you can have NEUTRAL January.
WELCOME, YINZERS!! Help yourselves to punch and pie.
I am just happy we lasted a day longer than Dallas . . . it’s the little things
Cleveland, too!
“I lasted longer than Dallas, too!” — Debbie
The wagons have been fully circled
Repeat after me wcs, breathe in, breathe out
WRAP UP isn’t just good advice for Antonio Cromartie
Lookit Shakira WIGGLE!!
Those hips don’t lie!
Myles Jack determined to set the record for individual penalties in a playoff game
hey, it’s not bad publicity so long as they spell your name right!
BUF still shouldn’t feel good about a placement attempt
O HAI BLEERGH
The compromise BLEERGH! Henry Clay would be proud.
Hot guy rescues HOT LADY – after the Owl!!!!
Voodoo alert!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfccgkG6Og8
Voody Doody Doo!
Followed by a moronic penalty. Coach Epps gonna stare a hole into his head
only ended up costing 5 yards, tho
Where are the Steelers going again?
DOes Allen through the brokebackbreaking int here?
Yes that snowball ruined his concentration. Shut the fuck up, assholes.
i am so glad i muted the sound.
I thought I never wanted to punch a color guy as much as Greg Olsen yesterday but the sheer amount of verbal diarrhea emanating from Romo’s gob today has moved him to the front of the line.
Collinsworth still is the worst. My wish is just crowd noise for every sport.
I swear to fuck after hearing Tirico with not-Cris Saturday night? I no longer hate Princeton Red.
why on earth would you name your wine brand after FEET
BARE feet 🤢
Gotta make some compromises for that Rex investment
Rex Ryan approved!
I’m guessing because of stomping grapes? Not sure why anyone would want to be reminded of that though, thank goodness alcohol burns the footness away
That’s a racist accusation against my ancestors! We couldn’t build machinery!
If the shoe fits . . .
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=STbhaqsBJB0
#ToradolHero even squatted on his blown hammy, to hold on that placement success.
Noonan!
Worked as well for me as it did for DiNozzo, but that is the story of today
Lotta ouchies, it’s too bad the atmosphere doesn’t act like an ice bath. Also too bad that icing a concussion or cramp doesn’t actually help.
I think the sign those ladies were waving implied they would enjoy touching Josh Allen’s buttocks!
That’s where cooties come from!
You have to admire how little regard Brokeback has for his own personal safety and well-being.
Can’t teach that, have to be born with it or brainwashed into it
It took MCRD San Diego 13 weeks for it to take effect on me.
DFO will do its deprogramming worst. Or best, if it’s a Manchurian candidate thang.
It’s pretty amazing that Popeye’s can’t even manage to make their wings look appealing on a television commercial. And I love wings.
Diarrhea on a Stick