I’m goin’ with Nia, Theresa Randle or Alicia Keys
What’s your definition of perfection? Does it personally imply or conjure a sight, sound or taste?
How about a remarkable movie production of your favorite book or having the perfect steak during the easiness of a chill summer night on a newly stained deck with choice companionship?
Does a night of jazzy piano keys while sitting across from crystal candlelit eyes signifying the start of a torrid love affair fit the bill?
If the Colts do it again, it will have to be without Freeney
Dwight Freeney is out for the season.
Most are going to report Freeney is the highest paid defensive player in the NFL. From a team perspective, I think that’s irrelevant. Teams are supposed to break the bank to lock up the best. Injuries will remain a fact of life in the NFL for the duration of its existence.
My Public Enemy brother of pen, Dave Zirin, drops by TSF and hits us off with a Marlin Briscoe bomb.
Jason “Big Sexy” Whitlock has told me to “mind [my] own damn business” when it comes to his mission to lead a new Civil Rights movement against “black idiots”. But whether you are talking about Whitlock or someone hanging a noose on a tree, there is a problem when you say, “Just ignore it and it will go away.”
The Starting Five 
