As the Team I Hate The Most vies with the Seattle Seahawks for the championship, my miserable, wretched, cursed team decided that they should take one of their most controversial decisions from last year's draft and have it explode in their face. Meanwhile, a co-owner of the Giants is in the Epstein Files, less as a pervert and more as an enabler.
Even the Olympics are now so riddled with professionals that it saps what used to be so compelling about amateurs competing when anything could happen.
Meanwhile, my phone keeps telling me I need to get on FanDuels or Kalshi and become a degenerate gambler.
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