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Well its good to see the Broncos and Giants get into the spirit of Thanksgiving last night. As the Broncos played the role of the Pilgrims and did whatever the fuck they wanted, the Giants dutifully played the role of the Indians, getting pillaged, murdered and raped all night long. The only thing missing was the small pox, though now that I think about it, small pox is the most logical explanation for Brandon Jacobs doing his best Ron Dayne impression all year.

I’m not saying the season is over, but with the way Big Blue looked tonight, you can get out your chap stick and get ready to kiss it goodbye. Seriously, who the hell is this team and what happened to the Giants we all know and love? I get that traveling to Denver on a short week is tough. I get that this was a good Broncos team hungry for a win. And I get that Bill Sheridan is a clueless moron. But 3 turnovers? 6 fucking points? Under 60 rushing yards? Am I fucked up on that 100 Proof fucking turkey or something?  And way to follow up last week’s career game with a trainwreck of a Thanksgiving game, Eli. What’s that? You couldn’t hear me because you just took another sack? Wonderful. Happy fucking Thanksgiving. Maybe ask Peyton for some advice before you dig into the sweet potatoes with Archie and Olivia this year.