We love the NFL because it’s mostly a meritocracy, which brings us to the divisional round, the top shelf of football delicacies.
The NFC and AFC North titles will be fought for by iconic franchises, in sacred arenas; just 60 minutes of mayhem in old, cold NFL towns.
With more dueling monologues than a presidential campaign, it’s sounding more and more like Floyd Mayweather Jr. and Manny Pacquiao will fight next year.
The bell has tolled for Brian Hoyer. And he never really had a chance. It’s showtime for Johnny Manziel. An entirely different show than the one to which he’s become so accustomed.
This is not because Rodgers beat Brady last week. The game was whisker-close and you could easily argue that the Patriots would win a rematch on a neutral field. This is about stats, scent, and sense.
Since we are upon our great day of gratitude, a pretext for gorging on poultry and then taking our swollen torsos to the nearest television for some football, let’s look to sports for reasons to give thanks.
Somewhere way on the right side of your globe, in the aorta of China, Manny Pacquiao will fight on Saturday, November 22.
There’s a contemporary push to place starting pitchers in the same realm as everyday players, which is confusing as it is annoying.
LeBron didn’t just join the Cleveland Cavaliers. He came to save the world, so to speak, to bring financial and spiritual lubricant to the Rust Belt, an area of America that has been lost to the the meat-hook realities of economics.
The Dallas Cowboys, at 6-1, once again look like America’s Team. Will they continue their run, and do they deserve the title?
Baseball is trying to be pure again. And when you consider the final four teams in the MLB postseason, they did a good job. The Giants, Cardinals, Orioles and Royals aren’t considered members of the monetary aristocracy, at least not at the level of the Yankees, Red Sox, and Dodgers.
Jason discusses Tom Brady, Bill Belichick, and the Patriots not being done yet.