It's an ungainly word, an oddly placed silent letter, leading to a long vowel where one is not expected. But when the time comes, you're really glad to see it. That word: benign.

There's only one thing to say about this story, and how much crap the teams are going to have to go through to make it happen. "When midnight madness starts to get to you. It doesn't matter what you say, doesn't matter what you do. You gotta play!"

Kenny points a rather frightening convergence of ideas appearing in Tom Shales' column about the NFL opener, and my previous articles. (Namely the oddity of combining Carmina Burana and Pepsi Vanilla in the same paragraph.) Welcome aboard, Mr. Shales.

Bill Simmons just cracked me up uncontrollably. Get to quote number nine and read the commentary, then come back. I'll wait.
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Okay, back. Now imagine some coach screaming at his defense on the sideline. "HOW COULD YOU MISS HIM? THE COPS CAN FIND HIM! HE'S GOT A FRICKING BALL AND CHAIN ON HIS LEG! AND YOU MISSED HIM!" Some coach this year is going to have an all-time NFL Films miked blowup because of Michael Pittman. It may be the only good run Pittman has for the rest of his career, but this makes watching the Tampa Bay offense riveting television.

Finally, ran across this collection. I especially found the latin phrases from the Lucky Six boards interesting. Though any pinhead who tells off their opponent with "LEVATE DALOCU LUDERE NECSIS IDIOTA RECEDE" isn't going to be looked upon favorably. Though "SPERNE LUCRUM VERSAT MENTES INSANA CUPIDO" would be nice for quiz bowl, were we to have any lucrum to sperne.