Happy Love Day, everyone.
Another in a long line of absolutely insipid Bears press conferences in our collective lifetimes, but at least we all got what we wanted.
Offensive frustration is building in multiple places around town. Thank you for your continued patronage.
Private dismay on public display. Thank you as always.
Well, The Beloved embarassed themselves yet again for seemingly the millionth time in our collective lifetime today, and to what end no one is clear on. Also, wither Kirby Dach?
Happy Thanksgiving.
With a load of iron ore and twenty six thousand tons more.
Lordy. We unpack Sunday and the start of Magic Training Camp 4.0. It’s just as fun as it sounds.
It’s that time again folks, wherein we piss and moan about the Bears sucking out loud but by the end of the episode John has talked us into them being a potential playoff team. Come get a taste.
Sky Point Charlie Watts.
And it was ever thus for The Beloved.
