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That all goes out the window at the TBDAHOT.

I am in Northeastern NY (Glens Falls, Saratoga, Lake George region). Hardly any hummingbirds this year so far. I thought it might be the poor air quality due to the fires in Canada, but that’s cleared up now and still nothing. Anyone else?

Wouldn’t he be “Bernpup?”

I don’t even watch preseason football or baseball!

Semantics, Nooch!

Define “home.”

Can’t wait to see if the Regular Season Hall of Fame Coach can figure out how to keep playoff teams from scoring more points. I’ll give him 13 seconds to figure it out. Let us pray.

You think the Bills have remained in Buffalo because of fans?

Homer.

New album dropped a few days ago. I haven’t sampled any of it yet.

I might have believed in EJ Manuel a little longer than most people.

He was a real team player, though.

They did win.

Playing against New England certainly didn’t hurt.

Just learned that Andy Summers has a bunch of US dates in small venues. https://andysummers.com/andy-summers-tours/the-cracked-lens-a-missing-string-an-evening-with-andy-summers/ I’m pretty sure I’m pulling the trigger on the Albany show. The Egg seats fewer than 500 people.

Anyone who doesn’t prefer rye toast with breakfast is wrong.

Translation: “Dallas, will you please, please, please, please, please invite me to minicamp!?!?” Shameless little prick.

Yes, I suppose. I’m definitely not saying he can’t pull this off. I’m just a tad worried.

I’m pretty sure those concerned about McDermott taking over the defense don’t doubt his ability to improve that side of the ball. The concern is that McDermott has struggled as an in-game head coach. Adding a significant amount of responsibility to a job in which he’s far from mastered seems like a recipe for disaster to me. When the other 31 teams are heading into the season with Defensive Coordinators, this move doesn’t strike me as being “ahead of the curve,” in any way. There’s a reason nobody else does this.

KEEP. MY SON’S NAME. OUT YOU F*CKIN’ MOUF!!!

He’s our version of Aaron Boone.

Preach, my brutha.

“You tellin’ me you upped it to THREE last Valentine’s Day! DAMN!”

Worser. But not by many.