Imagine, for a moment, if I were a sports blogger for a second. What would that look like? Given that I know almost nothing about the sports, probably something like this:
So Lovie Smith got fired, which kind of stinks. Unless it doesn’t, of course. And man, that game that was on the other day was exciting. I mean, according to my Twitter feed at least. I don’t know what was going on, but apparently the sports guys sportsed super-hard.
Is Tom Brady still a thing? You know what would be rad? A buddy comedy starring Brady, Shaq and Dan Marino as washed up ice hockey stars trying to recapture the magic. David Beckham could be the evil villain.
Seriously. It’s like Hansel talking about Sting’s influence on him: “The music he’s created over the years, I don’t really listen to it, but the fact that he’s making it, I respect that.”
It really would be that bad. This is probably why it’s a good idea for me to stick with what I’m good at: Amish romance.