I hate the Eagles (the team) so it was either a picture of Seal, the band, or a real eagle…. for numerous reasons, I went with a nice high definition shot of a badass looking eagle. This little guy soared way above the Giants and constantly tormented trusty Eli… swooping down to pick him off and make him retreat in fear. For that, we thank you good and noble eagle. May you perch upon Kevin’s shoulder and he hand feed you premium eagle delights.
Papa Ron, you saved me from having to write about my grandmother this week. Even if I had to write about her (which I guess I am at this point), it would be something positive about her general greatness. However, you delivered a cold pizza with all the wrong toppings my friend.
Little brother Huey took a bold gamble on the Giants to try to distance himself but ended up leaving the door wide open for C-dash-May. It was borderline cocky so we’ll see how the pool gods respond moving forward. My only words of advice on this one… start getting more comfortable in 3rd after this week!