Showing posts with label Super Bowl XLIV. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Super Bowl XLIV. Show all posts
Thursday, February 11, 2010
"And That's Great Hand-Fighting By Dallas Clark."
Fuck that--I'll watch the Super Bowl, but I hate MMA. (Also, maybe Dallas Clark was playing paddy cake to get ready for this game?)
Monday, February 8, 2010
"You Know, Jim, I Was Telling The Saints Not To Blitz. But You Know What?"
"I still can't even understand why they don't bench that damn holder who's always costing those Peanuts kids the game. Must be that flirty little dress. So yeah, it's probably best they did the exact opposite of whatever I said."
Side-Eye Roundup
"How did they turn this around, Phil?"
"Well, you know, there were players in positions."
"They're playing to win the game."
"When moments are crucial in the game, you go with what you do."
"Drew Brees, Accomplished In Almost* Everything He's Ever Tried To Do."
Meryl:
Really? Did they pick the lock on his diary?
*Except, notably, maintain his hairline.
Eli:
And who hasn't beaten Andy Roddick?
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