Is it thy time of year again?
It’s that time of year again.
Deck your halls. Clear your throat. Off we go …
“It’s the most Post-iest Time of the Year”
(To the tune of “It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year”)
It’s the most Post-iest time of the year
While the fan rants and rages
We fill our back pages
With venom and cheer
It’s the most Post-iest time of the year!
It’s the hap-hapless-est season of all
While Costello’s appraising
If Jets’ Adam Gase-ing
Is ripe for a fall
It’s the hap-hapless-est season of all.