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The announcers most certainly did not say every sack was a coverage sack. Are you really telling me that there were NO open receivers all half? That's gotta be an NFL record. He played mostly out of the gun all game too. The game was in front of him. Its not like he finished his drop and had free rushers in his face. 4 out of 5 sacks were in shotgun formation. Allen threw for 34 yards and was sacked for 39 lost yards. That's negative 5 yards passing for you math wizards and advanced stats guys. I'd like to write it off entirely on poor line play but its the worst half of QB play I've witnessed since our likely starter tossed 5 INTs against the Bolts.

Nah, broski. I don't watch the games ever cuz I'm 2 busy in high level meetings. Are you a parody account, because you absolutely nailed every TBD mouth breather talking point and false choice possible in one abortion of a post. Thats time till contact listed above. I watched a had few more tenths of sec on each. There are other options outside of taking sacks and throwing INTs. Also, you don't know what coverage was either. Are you telling me the other 3 were coverage sacks? See how that works both ways? #ThinkALittleMorePostALotLess You're going to be a sensation here, I can tell. I look forward to working with you for next 3-4 weeks.

You don't get to blame blocking when you hold the ball for 3+ seconds every down.

Yes, the yardage lost on the sacks he took eclipsed his passing yardage in the first half. Is someone else to blame for his 5 first half sacks?

Does that hypothetical stat line figure in the negative 40 yards he gave up on sacks?

Slight Spoilers Yeah, I'm not a fan of the abrupt ending in general. I wish more was resolved but HBO loves their sudden endings which are open to interpretation.

That is foul.

I am current. Crazy ending.

I recently won the Super Bowl in Madden '98. Todd Collins league MVP.

Not on topic, but weddings are driving me crazy right now. 4 on the calendar this year and I'm in 3 of them. Every one of them has meant airfare and hotel. Also, 2 bachelor parties. Skipped one since they couldn't get their **** together and give me any notice on where to be and when. Then there's the gifts and tux rentals and all the other incidental travel expenses. All this to celebrate a new tax advantaged relationship structure. When you look at the dollar cost of supporting your friends and family it really makes you consider what is love and friendship really worth? I could have gone on a big vacation or better yet, planned for my future and invested my money in a really nice watch to attract vapid, money grubbing sluts who are willing to overlook glaring personality flaws. But instead I wasted it all.

I never would have guessed you were a man of such taste and culture. Much like myself. I recently stumbled across a rare vintage of clown themed pornographic films while exploring the contents of an otherwise unremarkable dumpster. We should talk more. Perhaps over Vienna sausages and a bottle of mad dog?

If she planted the blood why would she have proceeded to clean it up?

I go there too. Its the best. I wonder if we've met.

Analizing, eh? Well, see ya later.

Those threads are great for board morale. They bring EVERYONE together. FireChan and BigCat, ShadyBillsFan and 26CBblitz, Gugny and NDBUFFCUSE, mrags and Spiller, WEO and Doc, Joesixpack and his 3rd wife, dog14787 and Alphadawg, ExiledInIllinois and Asian carp, DarthICE and everyone else at TBD, the most bitter of enemies will set aside their differences and join in the feeding frenzy!

That's just unsanitary.

What is this thread about?

A great story from Reddit which fits in well here: t's not uncommon as a teacher to have students who are a bit behind the curve in certain aspects, but 99.99999% of the time they are keen on something. They might not understand how to identify a noun or what theme is, but they somehow know how to make a mean plate of nachos. You learn pretty quick to not judge fish for their tree climbing ability, ya know? I thought this was the rule when I was teaching until I met Kevin. Kevin isn't his real name, but it doesn't matter because he can't spell it anyway. Kevin was a student of mine during my last year of teaching. He came to my classroom with very little to show for his academic past. He had moved a few times and thus was missing a lot of typical test scores that we use to try and ballpark their ability (Don't worry, it was a ballpark.....we didn't make major decisions until we actually had a chance to talk and work with a student for a bit.) I thought "That's fine. I'll just do some one-on-one with Kevin and see what's up" One on One with kevin was like conversing with someone who'd forgotten everything in a freak, if not impossible, amnesia incident. There was no evidence that he had learned anything past the 2nd grade....and now he was in 9th grade. Flabbergasted, I figured we needed to get more serious with this. If he was going to be in my class, I needed to know why and how. I decided to meet with him, his guidance counselor, his parents, and another teacher to see what was really going on. This is where it all became clear. It was by some incredible fluke that his family hadn't been wiped off the face of the Earth years ago. Odds are his entire heritage was based on blind luck and some type of sick divine intervention that saves his family every time a threat presents itself. Kevin was the genetic pinnacle of this null achievement. Even my instructional lead, a woman who could find a redeeming trait in a Balrog, failed to see any reason this kid or his family should be alive today. So here's a list of events that made it abundantly clear that god exists and he's laughing uncontrollably: Kevin frequently forgot when/where class was. On more than one occasion, I had to retrieve him from other classrooms. Kevin ate an entire 24 pack of crayons, puked, and then did it again the next day. This is 9th grade. I have no idea where he got crayons. Kevin's dad wrote tuition checks and mailed them to me...his English teacher. This was a public school. When I gave it back to Kevin, voided, to give to his dad with a brief note explaining that this is a public school, Kevin got in trouble for trying to spend it at 711 after school. Kevin was removed from the culinary arts program after leaving a cutting board on the gas stove and starting a fire....twice Kevin threw his lunch at the School Resource Officer and tried to run away. He ran into a door and insisted it wasn't him. Kevin stole my phone during class. I called it. It rang. He denied that it was ringing. (Not that it wasn't his, not that he did it.....no, he denied that the phone was actually ringing). He tried it three times before the end of the year. Kevin called the basketball coach a "Mother!@#$ing B word" during gym. Basketball tryouts were that afternoon. Kevin tried out. It didn't go well. Kevin's mom could never remember which school he went to. She missed several meetings because she drove to other schools (none of which he ever went to) Kevin tazed himself in the neck before a football game Kevin kept a bottle of orange koolaide in his backpack for about 4 months. He thought it would turn into alcohol. He drank it during homeroom and threw up. Kevin say the N-word a lot. Kevin was white. The highschool was 84% black. Kevin got beat up a lot. Kevin stole another student's Iphone....and tried to sell it back to them. Kevin didn't understand that his grade was dependent on tests, quizzes, homework, classwork, and participation. Kevin finished his first semester with a 3% average. He tried to bribe me with $11. Kevin spit on a girl and said "You should get out of those wet clothes". The girl was the Spanish Student Teacher. Kevin didn't know dogs and cats were different animals. Kevin tried to download porn onto a computer in the library.....at the circulation desk....while he was logged on. Kevin asked a girl to prom (he was in 9th grade and freshmen don't go to prom) by asking for her phone number and then texting her his address Kevin got gum in his hair, constantly. Kevin regularly tried to cheat on assignments by knocking the pile over, grabbing one before I had picked them all up, and then writing it name on it wherever there was room. Kevin had several allergies, but neither his parents nor he could remember what they were. They were very concerned that "the holiday party" (it's high school, we don't have those) would have peanuts. When they finally got a doctor's note....he was allergic to amoxicillin Kevin and his parents took a trip to Nassau (how the !@#$ did they even get airline tickets?) and forgot all their luggage at home. I didn't believe him when he told me until I talked to him mom, who told me 1st thing when I saw her at the bi-weekly meeting. Kevin's grandfather apparently died in a chainsaw accident. I can only assume God was looking the other way that day.

How did you do it then? Please walk us through the process from entering the bathroom until delivery of the payload in detail. I must know!

They do play in the crappiest stadium in the NFL and they do sell out many games. Stadiums, like all structures, have a useful life. At a certain point on the cost curve the upkeep of retrofitting and renovating an old stadium becomes less economically sound than a new build.

My number one priority for the new stadium is infrastructure and measures to prevent people from weaponizing their own feces.

How did you stuff the "envelope"? Did you reach under and catch the log then wrap or fish it out? And how did you make it back to your seat undetected? I'm guessing you didn't carry the "parcel" out of the bathroom in your hand. Did you stash it in a pocket? Lastly, how did you make the drop without anyone nearby noticing your devious plan?

You have to be an idiot to bet on a game where winning is the lowest of the coaches' priorities. Pre-season is all about evaluating individuals and getting your starters back up to game speed. Neither coach is trying to win.

Poor Brownies. Trade Coleman for a bag of magic beans and the guy who made him expendable immediately gets popped for possession and driving with a suspended license.

Whoa, an angsty middle class white guy with big time attitude and no discernible sense of humor?!?!? You're going to be a hit.