So... it’s that time of year again.
Ya know, the one where you start considering which distant relative you’d sacrifice to make football season arrive sooner.
Fortunately for me, instead of just considering which distant relative I’d sacrifice, I can actually kill — no, wait... Wrong thing. I meant to say, fortunately for me, this silly little site lets me write silly little words which help distract from the existential pain of this whole it’s-not-football-season thing.
And, with the new guys scheduled to arrive in less than a month, that ended up manifesting itself in a rewatch of their tape followed by a lot of rambling on the subject.