Ordinarily, I break down the best or most important games of the day in this space. But my heart is too black, my soul is too dark, my spirit to inflamed to worry about the playthings of children.
Because, friends, there is one game that matters today, and only one.
Third Saturday in October.
And there is some payback to be had.
Towards thee I roll...to the last I grapple with thee.
From hell’s heart I stab at thee.
For hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee.
Fuck Tennessee.