Football

Yesterday we watched the Polar Bears of Bowdoin hand Tufts their 18th straight loss. Both teams used the modern execrable offense called the "pistol" or "pissant" offense. It seemed, on the Bowdoin side, like a bad waste of talent.
And speaking of that, today, having watched Mike Vick cough the ball up four times, we saw Peyton Manning perform, for a rotten team, his magic. Now, he could have played for the Eagles. He could have. But no. Andy Reid, the mustachioed bozo who gets a lot of breaks but not enough to overcome his coaching (should be hyphens there but whatever) invested his whole fat heart in Michael Vick's redemption. The media often refers to the walrus look-alike as "stubborn." That isn't it. Stubborn really means stupid. Yet, I'm not sure that's it. He is, more properly put, slow-witted. Very slow-witted. Slower than molasses. Slower than erosion. Slower than me running the 100. Go away, mustache.