Theres something about watching Peyton Mannings annual thrashing he receives in the playoffs that puts me in a wonderful mood. Remember that scene in the Scorsese version of Cape Fear where Robert Deniro is laughing maniacally in the movie theatre and making everyone else in attendance uncomfortable? That was me around halfway through the third quarter. Thank goodness there was only my wife, my dog, and the cats to witness my descent into madness. My wife, I think she at least kind of understands my quirks. My cat Dexter Clortho, however, may never look at me the same again.
Posted on: Mon, 03 Feb 2014 15:30:16 +0000