To wit . . .
Booing injured players- Let’s get something straight, Bethenny Frankel, is faking it. We’re not lock, stock and barrel certain NFL players are doing the same. And given that the average NFL career is shorter than Shaq’s IMDB . . let’s give ’em the benefit of the doubt. Coo?
Fighting in the stands- If you get that worked up over a game . . you need to get laid, get therapy or get a job. If I was Commish, I’d ban alcohol sales since liquid courage contributes to the stupid factor exponentially. I realize this would result in three people showing up to Philadelphia Eagles games. I’m fine with that.
Game announcers- What’s with all the screaming? The only time a grown man should behave like that is if Sofia Vergara shows up with a bottle of ‘bub.
Pre-game shows- Phony laughter, phony stats, and too many guys named Boomer.
Sports analysis- Inanity? Meet insanity. Like, what does playing with swagger even mean? And what of the retrofitted terminology such as putting the ball on the ground (fumbling), going vertical (passing) and running north to south (running forward)?
Instant replay- Okay, I understand why the league loves instant replay, and it has nothing to do with improved technology (Six thousand cameras and the networks STILL can’t fetch a decent vantage point on reviews . . Puhleeze.). Nah, this is about money- more specifically, ad revenue. Replays equal timeouts equal commercials. Does the league really find it necessary to hide behind the excuse that instant replay takes human error out of the equation, when in reality it simply perpetuates it? Tell the truth Darth Roger! . .you want more bacon!
Face paint- No.
Flex Games- So you’re a working stiff who wants to take your kids to a Sunday afternoon game. And then the league moves it to a Sunday night game and you’re screwed. Your mellow gets harshed because of a league sanctioned shell game. Flex? I have a more appropriate four letter word in mind . . .
Taunting- The NFL allows all manner of criminal into its ranks, yet it abides by a scorched earth policy when it comes to celebrations. Hey, I’m all for acting like you’ve been there, but I don’t believe that acting like a knucklehead constitutes a crime against humanity. And it most certainly is not deserving of a fine.
See? This is one of the great things about living in this country. I can have legit problems with the favorite pastime and I’m not getting my head removed from the rest of my body in a soccer stadium because of it. And besides, it’s not like I’m hating on a league that had the brilliant idea of bringing the Super Bowl to Jersey.
The Dolphins are a snow team.