‘Cuz You Need Another Reason To Loathe Tebowmania…

I’m always skeptical of cover songs.  Something’s gotta be catchy or waaay waaay out different about it, or maybe it’s a great artist covering a song you never expected.  But when it’s the same artist who covers their own song and then changes the lyrics?  Like Elton John for “Candle In The Wind”?  OK, fine.  I get it.  A beloved worldwide figure and philanthropist and icon died.  That was tragic.  But John Parr, who I hadn’t heard from in ages and was totally fine with, covering his own hit, “St. Elmo’s Fire”, and mutating it into “Tebow’s Fire”?  Out of nowhere?  Jeezus, that made ME wanna get chased by the paparazzi, only to crash my car in a tunnel.  Listen at your own risk, for there will be blood.  Pouring from your ears.



So after watching / listening to a steaming pan-fried pile of shit like that, you know what I usually find a nice palate cleanser/refresher?  Yup...some certified-fresh BRADY PORN.



Ah...now don’t we feel better?  That’s more like it.  Now...

We can never consume enough Pats goodness, especially when on the subject of DAS GRONK.  If you wanna get to know Gronk, head to toe, bow to stern, up, down and all-around, read Jackie MacMullen’s awesome piece.  Yes, indeed, it is good to be The Gronk.

And if I may, a brief aside from all the Pats/Broncos hoopnanny (that’s hooplah & hootnanny for you kids at home)...I’ve been asked dozens of times this week, “What do you think about the Jets disaster?” Umm...do you REALLY need to ask me that?  Anytime anything bad happens to the Jets you shuld know that somewhere out there, probably near a beer or a pizza or a toilet, or all three, I’m smiling.  That’s how it works; when bad things happen to Jets Fitzy & all jackass Pats fans smile.  So this shitstorm, with the under bus-throwing of Sanchez and The Blame Game and more Rextastic blather from Jabba the Coach?  COME ON!  it’s nonstop earcandy.  I’m Cheshire Cat-ing it 24/7, outside of the joy of thinking about the Pats kicking ass this weekend, no less.  They’re a mess.  It’s wonderful.  and they have all the offseason they want and need to right the ship for next season...where they can underwhelm and let down their fans and anyone dumb enough to listen to Rex’s preDICKtions yet again.  Now, if you will, enjoy this Bugsy Segal-styled pics sent in from GFY pal Joe Mazer out in the AZ that say all else that need be said.  For now.