Grit, Guts, & Glorious Winners

Football is a game that, by and large, is played by large, brutish morons.  We have no problem with this.  In fact, we draw great pleasure from this. Watching giant human beings beat that crap out of each other is endlessly entertaining. The problem is that football is a game that is written about by large, brutish morons.  We enjoy this fact to a radically smaller degree.

This is true for a lot of other sports. Really. We read SI.

We created this blog to promote a more objective view of sport. A more nuanced view of the games.  A more verbose view of these pastimes.

We all know a certain large volume of verbosity equates to an equally large volume of great writing.

So, be it a Peter King column about how much that fat fuck loves coffee, another column about Brett Favre’s magical ability to win games utlizing only throws that result in interceptions, or a Jon Heyman invents yet another deragatory term for smart people, or anyone uses the words Mother and Basement in the same sentance in a non sarcastic way. fear not, dear sports fans. We will be there!