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For any other team, it's the week where the underdog comes out and plays a spirited game, maybe even steals it. The way McDaniel sounded after the last game (and yes I know he always sounds like he's... enhanced) it feels like he's lost the locker room and knows it. Plus they're battling some key injuries, we seem to have completely solved Tua, Josh owns the Phins (especially at home)... What a start if we can put this away early like the Jets and use the mini-bye to get guys healthy. We have our own key injuries and they would have come at "the right time".

Nice showing after last week. Just a methodical wear down and beatdown of an opponent that has almost as much talent but is less than the sum of their parts. Fields ain't it at this time, either.

Great Value Ravens were not up to the task. They have talent and I think the coach is good but there's still tiers apart and the Jets players body language/sideline manner says it all.

Cook doing Cook things what a beaut

Feels great to be the good team that professionally, methodically chokes out an opponent who can't get out of their own way. I know it's early, but...

grindy, sluggish, maybe a bit messy but they took advantage of a foolish penalty by the Jets on 3rd down and got it in there. Appreciate they're not using Josh as a battering ram (yet)

The game might be a struggle but we should be fine. I can't imagine us: a) coming out as poorly on defense as last week and b) losing this game because we don't have Ed Oliver (much love to big Ed).

Nowhere But Up From Here

There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing you can say, but you can learn How to play the game It's easy Nothing you can make that can't be made No one you can save that can't be saved Nothing you can do, but you can learn How to be you in time It's easy All you need is love All you need is love All you need is love, love Love is all you need

My daughter bought a pack of stickers and gave me the Eagles sticker. After tearing it into a million pieces, I gently explained to her as much as I love the NFL, I am predisposed to dislike every other team on a spectrum. Tier 1 - Hatred: These teams, their fans, their families, their pets, their churches, anything associated with them are despised, their mere mention raising my already elevated blood pressure. When completing a task that requires extraordinary effort, I think of these teams, channel the anger, and push through. Watching these teams lose (barring some strange scenario requiring a win) brings joy comparable to a Bills victory. Cowboys (I decided in the early 90s that the Cowboys were to be hated for the rest of eternity. Still unsure if I hate the Cowboys more than I love the Bills) Dolphins (there will forever be a special place in my cold, black heart for these clowns. The current iteration with Hill and McDaniel makes the hate even more delicious) Patriots (they could lose the rest of their games from now until the end of the NFL and it would still never be enough) Jets (with any other team other than this one and the Browns, sympathy might lessen the hate a little bit. But their owner and fans make it so easy to continue as is) Chiefs (hatred shared with most of NFL fandom, apparently) Ravens (Just a dirty team... having been punched in the face by these guys, always a little triggered when we face them) Bengals (Forever riding their recent Super Bowl appearance, punch in the face kind of cocky, lead by their smarmy QB. The goodwill from backdooring us to the playoffs is long gone)

Morning broke out the backside of a truck-stop The end of a line a real, rainbow-likening, luck stop Where you could say I became chronologically f@cked up Put ten bucks in just to get the tank topped off Then I found a place, it's dark and it's rotted It's a cool, sweet kinda place Where the coppers won't spot it And I destroyed the map, I even thought I forgot it However, everyday I'm dumping the body

We'll start over again Grow ourselves new skin Get a house in Devon Drink cider from a lemon But I don't wanna talk about it anymore I think we're gonna make it I think we're gonna save it So don't you try and fake it Anymore, anymore

Hello again Friend of a friend, I knew you when Our common goal was waiting for the world to end Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend You crack the whip, shape-shift and trick the past again I'll send you my love on a wire Lift you up every time Everyone, ooh Pulls away, ooh From you

You wanna live like common people You wanna see whatever common people see Wanna sleep with common people You wanna sleep with common people like me? But she didn't understand And she just smiled and held my hand Oh, rent a flat above a shop And cut your hair and get a job And smoke some fags and play some pool Pretend you never went to school But still you'll never get it right 'Cause when you're laid in bed at night Watching roaches climb the wall If you called your dad he could stop it all Yeah

And when there's nowhere else to run Is there room for one more son These changes ain't changing me The cold-hearted boy I used to be Yeah, you know you got to help me out Yeah, oh don't you put me on the backburner You know you got to help me out You're gonna bring yourself down Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down I got soul, but I'm not a soldier