Wow. The last time we looked, the Dairy Queen was in Kiln or somewhere south of a line that’s south of the Mason-Dixon Line, perhaps the Mendoza Line, practicing with school boys and delivering Brownies and Girl Scout Cookies, e.g, his special offseason training routine. Anyhow, he Paris Hilton’d again, a Thing he does so well, and now is a Viking from Bloomington, Minnesota or some such. And, lo and behold, he’s on MNF this week, and those who do GaGa, well my goodness, aren’t they all gaga over his return. But if you wish to watch him, do so quickly. He’s spectacular, but he’s more in the nature of a short term sprinter than a long term runner. Recently, he’s had the staying power of a bad head of foam on a poorly poured beer ~ longer than an upwind fart but far short of a full NFL season.
And since we’re back into the NFL and its glory, it does occur to me that this season with this team and this coach are the reasons the Brownies are the only ones with no insignia on their f’ball helmets … a desperate attempt at anonymity.
It also occurs to me that one team a week will get off the schneid. This week, will it be Tennessee, KC, Miami, the aforementioned Brownies, the TBucs, the Panthers or the Ewes? The Panthers are on a bye this week, which, despite local Wadeisms, does not count as a win. Could it possibly be the TBucs, giving the Skins of Red from Washington, D.C. the title of The Deschneider, in honor of George W. Bush? Could be.