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

The Man With The Mop: Tuesday Open Thread

The NFL wastes no time chivvying its fans on to The Next Thing once the gratuitous bro-hugs-on-the-sidelines shots are finished- sometimes not even that long. I can't be certain, but within ten seconds of the game-clinching Tuaception Sunday night it seemed like NBC was blaring ads about HOT PLAYOFF ACTION.

Stay On Target…: Tuesday Open Thread

Once again, it All Comes Down to This. And that's kinda awesome. By my count, there are eleven (11) games with meaningful playoff implications, including five involving a "win and in" scenario. I can't say I've ever looked forward to a Colts-Texans game, but here we are. Moreover, because the NFL isn't

An Ant Has No Quarrel With A Boot: 2023 Buffalo Bills at the Bye (and Open Thread)

MAYHEM'S 2023 PREDICTION: "12-5, tied for AFC East crown. As always, the injury factor will be dispositive, but we have reason for Hope." HOW'S THAT LOOKING?: I mean, I was right. Injuries have decimated the Bills. Pro Bowl cornerback Tre'Davious White? Pro Bowler Matt Milano? Pro Bowler Dawson Knox? All of the Safeties (except

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Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. -W.B. Yeats, The Second Coming So