A bad weekend, yes it was.

1. The teams I was rooting for went 0-4 this weekend. Nothing really tragic here, though. The teams I really hate are already working on their golf games this year, and the only remaining team I had an interest in, the Broncos, got more or less what I expected them to get. Still, I hate the damned Rams – mainly I hate anything to do with Georgia Frontiere. The Vikes don’t matter one way or another once you get past Randy Moss. And I was sorta wishing the best for Drew Brees because I tend to root for the guy who got written off and came back to prove them wrong.

2. Now, about Mr. Moss. Randy serves a valuable purpose in the NFL. He’s there to prove that Terrell Owens isn’t the biggest punk in the league. I don’t have a lot to say that isn’t obvious, I guess. Moss is an STWoS (Supremely Talented Waste of Skin®), and there’s not much that disgusts me worse in life than somebody who is blessed with every gift in the world but chooses to use those gifts to piss on everything in sight. If I had a magic wand I’d love to wave it and give the disabled kid in the wheelchair up on the first level Randy’s talent and put Randy in the chair, at least for a few days. See how he reacted the next time he was blessed enough to score a touchdown, maybe.

If the NFL doesn’t want to do anything about his little display yesterday, that’s cool. I’ll tune in long enough to see who their advertisers are so I can shop the competition.

3. What will it take for the Broncos to fire Shanahan? Seriously – what would it take? Is it possible that the Niners will come calling if Pete Carroll gives them a pass?

4. While I don’t care about the Seahawks one way or another, I have to give it up for the uniforms, which I think are the best among the “new generation” unis in the league.

5. All bitching aside, there should be some great games next week. I’ll be interested to see what the Colts can do under less optimal conditions (and against an actual NFL defense). Gods, Manning is just not real. The whole game must move in slo-mo for him…..