Lest we forget that there is, indeed, football being played two blocks from our workplace tonight, we have been alerted to the fact that urine is already flowing freely in our normally safe and whiz-free parking lots. Some people just can’t enjoy football unless it is preceded by 5 hours of drinking. As such, we plan to be nowhere near the Metro-dome at gametime. We think you all know where we’ll be. Agenda: bowling doesn’t start until 9, though the list starts at 8:30. Watch the game, have some beverages and some food, then hit the lanes and do more of the same. That’s how we roll.

What else? Two deaths to report: Dan Fogelberg, pictured here looking a little bit like our dad circa 1981, passed away from prostate cancer. He was a singer/songwriter and he wrote some tunes we knew when we were 5 and could still probably recall today. Also, Tonya Harding’s thuggish bodyguard. Our guess was Nancy Kerrigan, in the parlour, with a skate blade, but the report says natural causes. Same thing, right?
Fanhaus asks, “What’s the deal with all these Red Sox undergarments on eBay?” It’s a fair question, and we return it with, “What’s up with your commenters?” They’re giving the ESPN comment of the day a run for the money.

Um.

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