So that LaDainian doesn't think that everything from New England is classless, well, I guess I probably shouldn't say anything about tonight's AFC Championship.
The NFL got what it wanted: their Sprint NFL Mobile spokeswoman is QBing the AFC team.
The chair of rule committee got what he wanted: a cheap pass interference call to help decide a game.
And I didn't get what I wanted: a fitting end to Troy Brown's career.
And then I heard Chase shampooing Utley got an 85 million dollar contract. Sobered me up right quick,
(at least Marquette won at Pitt.)
Well, the Patriots lost an AFC Championship. And they lost it doing quite the same things that you got accustomed to seeing their opponents do: 12 men on the field penalties; dropped passes (Reche, I could've made two of those, and my 40 time is about a week and a half); and well, bad timing. (and by bad timing, I mean, Bill Polian-influenced shit calls. But I'll keep it classy).
Consider this my Rex Grossman Fan Club application. I hate the Colts, hate Peyton, hate Tony Dungy, hate their owner, hate their President, hate their entire being. The only thing I like about Indy is St. Elmo's Steakhouse. And the Steak n' Shake.
Chase Utley is an 85 millionaire. Peyton is in the Super Bowl.
Could things get worse? Could someone just...oh forget it, I'm not even going to throw that out there. Who knows what would happen.
Unless Reche Caldwell was there. Then, well, we know the ending.
Thank you, Troy Brown. My favorite Patriot.