It’s 10:56 P.M.. Why are you out roaming the streets, caller?
October: Coaching Tree. November: Sophistry.
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I still 55.
The dog ate Greg Bedard’s capologist.
Just as a heads up, your boy Dave Brown won’t respond to me when I say hi to him in real life.
A reminder that every major style guide–including the Modern Language Association Style Manual and the Chicago Manual of Style–prescribes a single space after a period.
Cakes are cooking for Delbert McClinton, Markie Post, Jacques Villeneuve, and Jan Apell.
This will be interesting: Sounds like the #Cowboys are leaning towards Garrett Gilbert as their starter after considering all options. But they want to see how Coooper Rush and GIlbert handle practice reps.
Hey Patriots fans: there’s a Ford in your future!
Update: BC is not back. BC is BC.
Like this shaggy dog story of a Red Sox managerial search won’t end with Alex Cora being brought back.
Foliage is kinda past-peak now.
It’s always nice when good things finally start happening to Tom Brady.
If I’m ever 60 years old and getting arrested for trespassing to please my favorite regional podcast host, please put two slugs in the back of my head immediately.
Is there anything funnier than election/erection wordplay? How’s that? A great deal many things? Oh.
NE already had a QB with the ability to fumble in the red area.
Is Bitcoin the plural of Bitcoin?
3 stolen livers = still 55.
If you didn’t leave the gayball chat, you would have known.
Gordon Hayward may opt out of the last year of his contract? It’s fortunate the Celtics have a lot of experience playing without him in the lineup, then.
Stop talking nonsense. You’re not leaving for Canada. And even if you did, you’re probably not getting your hat back from that stripper at that Montreal peeler.
This parade of nullities lining up to gleefully get their swings in on Bill Belichick would be disappointing were it not so predictable.
Hey gang, this week’s Phrase that Pays is “What’s Bill’s motive?”
Earl Woods spacers, people.
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief, looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief, Saying, Tell me great hero, but please make it brief;
Is there a hole for me to get sick in? The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly, saying, Death to all those who would whimper and cry.
And dropping a barbell he points to the sky, saying, The sun’s not yellow it’s chicken!
‘Tank your way to the Super Bowl!’ isn’t how it works.
Honk if you remember ‘Don’t blame me: I voted for Muffy’ bumper stickers.
My used car didn’t come with an owner’s manual. I have no idea how to change the clock to standard time. I hope someone can relate.
What, I’m going to have to go to the Ocean State Job Lot to get aluminum foil?
Los Angeles. Fake titties and fake titles.
I should have gotten this year’s copy of the Sears & Roebuck’s Wish Book by now.
Staying with Newton isn’t helping the ‘Bill was ready to sideline Bledsoe in favor of Brady even BEFORE Drew got hurt!’ storyline. It’s just not.
Sullivan’s remains open.
Best bet for the weekend: A Warren Zevon quote from Shank.
material from interviews, wire services, Twitter, other writers, league and team sources, and #the15 were used in this column. Contains greater than 75% new material.