Wichita, O Wichita! or No Fun With Peter King: Tuesday Open Thread

So Peter King is stepping back from his primary(?) gig writing 11,000 words per week as a columnist for NBC Sports. This is indeed the end of an era, and you will see a thousand fauning tributes to the football equivalent of everyone's favorite sells-insurance-but-really-wanted-to-be-a-standup-comic uncle. Not here, obviously. Even our deeply-felt

A Thursday Afternoon Carpenter Existential Experience!

Greetings, hola, guten tag, ni how, and yadda yadda. I swear the month of February exists only to mess with people's sense of time, space, and perception. 2024 is already six weeks old, we never really had winter in Yinzburgh, and I can't tell if the days are getting longer (sort

Wide Right: Tuesday Wide Right Thread

Wide right. Wide right wide right wide right; wide right wide right! Wide Right wide right, wide right Wide Right. Wide right wide right- wide RIGHT. Wide. Right. Seriously though- it's a fair cop, guv. A flawed and beat-up team got Got by another flawed and beat-up team with a better coach. It sucks that

Satisfaction: Tuesday Open Thread

Oh that's the stuff. That...that's what Daddy needed. Ok, that got weird, but stay with me, gang. Not every game was what you might call a Barn Burner. And I'm sorry to my Iggles brethren and sistren. The Universe had to balance the scales after giving us the gift of three quarters of