Roses are red, Brady's balls were deflated, I'm going to cry when Nick Foles gets traded.
The fields are sodded, the jerseys are washed, and the AAF rosters are set. But who the heck is on them?
Allow me to reintroduce you to the HBC.
Be the Most Valuable Chef of your Super Bowl party.
Oh, what could've been!
But not the ones they warn you about.
Tequila and playoff football are not always good for the soul.