You know what, I'm just going to go ahead and say it. Never has there ever been a random anecdote that better encapsulated the career of Joe Flacco. Like, that story should be both interesting and unbelievable on so many levels, and yet my initial reaction to hearing it was nothing more than the look you give someone when you're either trying really hard to listen or trying really hard to make it look like you're listening. Don't get me wrong, the "small world" aspect to it is cool, but I just feel as though there's not much left to elaborate on. It's funny that one man's experience buying a bed is fitting of how easy it is to sleep on him as a...::double-checks out of sheer disbelief::...Super Bowl MVP who lays claim to a perfect (11 TD's, no INT's) NFL postseason. Like, here I am smirking less at Sean Payton's brother slinging mattresses near the Jersey Shore and more at Joe Flacco being one of the most Average...well...Joe's of all highly accomplished athletes ever. Also, can we get Sean Payton's sibling(s) a made-up role(s) within the Saints' front office? I feel like all family and friends should be around to experience what's shaping up to be a special season in New Orleans.
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