My picks in Bold:
Thursday Night
Titans at Jaguars
Not that anyone cares, or cared about this game.
Saturday
Eagles at Landover, MD
I guess the only solution is to just pretend they don't exist (Note: In four years, that word has never appeared in any of my columns.)
Chargers at 49ers
San Fran is a lame duck, but no Keenan Allen and Ryan Matthews = big trouble.
Sunday
Vikings at Dolphins
Pass rush rattles the rookie.
Ravens at Texans
No secondary? No problem. No QB.
Lions at Bears
Jimmy Claus(en) is comin' to town, and he's got presents for the Leos' defenders.
Browns at Panthers
My daughter told me this joke when she was little:
Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Panther.
Panther who?
Panther no panths, I'm goin' thwimmin'.
Now I've got one:
Knock knock.
Who's there.
Johnny.
Johnny who?
Johnny Football.
Better save your money, kid.
(I said I wouldn't mention him in my column until he actually did something in the NFL, and he did. He sucked. It was glorious.)
Falcons at Saints
Shootout. Superdome doesn't scare anyone anymore.
Packers at Buccaneers
Do I even have to explain this one?
Chiefs at Steelers
I'll still be picking KC in March. It's a sickness I tells ya.
Patriots at Jets
Rex can't better Bill, but he could beat him if one of his players hurts you-know-who (not the pretty boy, the kitten-lovin' lunkhead).
Giants at Rams
Decent beats indecent. Also, no one cares.
Bills at Raiders
Closer than it probably should be.
Colts at Cowboys
I don't like this Indy team much.
Seahawks at Cardinals
Injury-wise, Arizona's season has now crossed over into the realm of black comedy. Ah, what might have been.
Monday Night
Broncos at Bengals
Yeah yeah yeah... Andy Dalton... prime time... blah blahblah blahblah Bob Loblaw... predicting the Bengals (and Dalton) is like the Spanish Inquisition. Oh, and no way that Anderson kid runs on Cincy. No way.
Thursday Night
Titans at Jaguars
Not that anyone cares, or cared about this game.
Saturday
Eagles at Landover, MD
I guess the only solution is to just pretend they don't exist (Note: In four years, that word has never appeared in any of my columns.)
Chargers at 49ers
San Fran is a lame duck, but no Keenan Allen and Ryan Matthews = big trouble.
Sunday
Vikings at Dolphins
Pass rush rattles the rookie.
Ravens at Texans
No secondary? No problem. No QB.
Lions at Bears
Jimmy Claus(en) is comin' to town, and he's got presents for the Leos' defenders.
Browns at Panthers
My daughter told me this joke when she was little:
Knock Knock.
Who's there?
Panther.
Panther who?
Panther no panths, I'm goin' thwimmin'.
Now I've got one:
Knock knock.
Who's there.
Johnny.
Johnny who?
Johnny Football.
Better save your money, kid.
(I said I wouldn't mention him in my column until he actually did something in the NFL, and he did. He sucked. It was glorious.)
Falcons at Saints
Shootout. Superdome doesn't scare anyone anymore.
Packers at Buccaneers
Do I even have to explain this one?
Chiefs at Steelers
I'll still be picking KC in March. It's a sickness I tells ya.
Patriots at Jets
Rex can't better Bill, but he could beat him if one of his players hurts you-know-who (not the pretty boy, the kitten-lovin' lunkhead).
Giants at Rams
Decent beats indecent. Also, no one cares.
Bills at Raiders
Closer than it probably should be.
Colts at Cowboys
I don't like this Indy team much.
Seahawks at Cardinals
Injury-wise, Arizona's season has now crossed over into the realm of black comedy. Ah, what might have been.
Monday Night
Broncos at Bengals
Yeah yeah yeah... Andy Dalton... prime time... blah blahblah blahblah Bob Loblaw... predicting the Bengals (and Dalton) is like the Spanish Inquisition. Oh, and no way that Anderson kid runs on Cincy. No way.
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