Pokemon Sun and Moon finish as top selling games in 2016

I’d like to congratulate the human race on a job well done. Here I was, thinking that this year’s Call of Duty would top the charts yet again, proving the world to be full of mindless sheep. But the forces of good won out. Call of Duty didn’t even finish top five. It finished 8th for PS4 and 14th for Xbox. And I couldn’t be happier. Call of Duty sucks. It stinks. Like what even was Infinite Warfare? It was trying so hard to be some kind of combination of Destiny and Halo. Actually, that’s generous. It was actively stealing from Destiny and Halo. Game looks so stupid. I will say, though, that part of the reason I hate Call of Duty so much is that I’m horrible at it. I might be bottom 5% of all people on Earth in terms of Call of Duty aptitude. I know I’m not mature enough to appreciate something I’m not good at, but Call of Duty still stinks.

I also wanted to address the most glaring omissions from my top five video games portion of my year end countdown, the first being Pokemon Moon. I kind of forgot about it, but it’s easy to spin. First off, when I say video games, in my mind I’m talking console games you play on TV. Second, I don’t even consider Pokemon a game anymore, it’s a way of life. I love Pokemon. I’m the biggest Pokemon guy you’ll ever find. It’s one of a few things that gives me happiness in this dreary world we live in. I’ve played every game, most of them multiple times. My Pokemon acumen is second to none. And I loved Moon. I thought the new things they added were clever and worked perfectly with the old reliable gameplay that has stood the test of time. In other words, it should have been in the top five.

The second one, and, the more I think about it the more egregious error was not mentioning Uncharted 4. It had been so long since I played it that I completely forgot about it. But it was the best 2016 release I played all year. The Uncharted games are all so awesome, and Thief’s End was no exception. I’m a huge pirate guy. I wish old school pirates were still around today, not the depressing African pirates we have now. Pirates make my nether regions flutter. If pirates are involved, I’m there and I’m excited. The second half of the game was satisfyingly beautiful porn that I never wanted to end. So, yeah. Kind of dropped the ball on that.

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I miss mid-2000s college football

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The start of a New Year always brings a lot of things with it. Resolutions, big time football games, and, of course, my birthday. I’m typically steadfast in my resolutions, usually keeping to them for at least a week and half. The football games, be it NFL playoffs or the big name bowl games, rarely disappoint, except when they do. And lately, the bowl games in particular have disappointed me more and more. As we get closer (one week!) to my *gulp* 25th birthday, I’m forced to reflect on all the bowl seasons I’ve been through and figure out why a time, and sport, that used to be sacred to me no longer is so.

The clear answer is that I don’t really care as much anymore, but why? I still love football and follow it religiously, but the college game doesn’t stoke my fire as intensely as it once did. I used to be able to name countless players on every team and be able to essentially predict the entire draft. Now, I only know the first round guys, and even then I don’t really learn about them until late. Like I know there’s a great Ohio State cornerback, but only because I assume there’s always one and couldn’t tell you his name. I assume there’s a great defensive lineman from Florida, only because for at least ten years in a row one has been taken in the top 10, and most of them are all the same. I legit had no idea who Artie Burns was this time last year, and he was the best athlete on Miami. The best athlete on Miami is someone who I should know about for years, and I had no idea who he was.

The players are still good. In fact, at least athletically, they’re undeniably better than when I was in middle and high school, the peak of my college football fandom. So why does it feel like there’s so much less name recognition? Am I ignorant or is there less star power? Does anyone else feel the same way? Does anyone else care? Well, the last question doesn’t matter because I’m going to write this anyway.

I think a major reason is the demise of the NCAA Football video game. I used to spend hours upon days upon weeks upon months playing those games, and, after downloading the roster that had all the players names, would pretty much have it all memorized after a while. Now, I don’t begrudge the people who brought the lawsuit. Lord knows I’d want some of that EA money if they used my likeness (pick up your copy of Blogging ’18 this July!) and I do think big time college athletes deserve to be paid. But, come on. I care more about my enjoyment than your bank account. Let me play as Texas A&M QB #2 again.

Another reason is that I don’t really have a team. I always liked Oregon growing up, but it’s harder to claim allegiance to teams that become good out of nowhere without being called a bandwagon jumper. I’d rather die. Plus, they stink now. And, as a UConn graduate, there’s not much to cheer for on the football field. The closest thing I have to a team I legitimately root for is Wyoming because I like their jerseys (I know you’re wondering, so here’s the top five college football jerseys: 1. Wyoming 2. USC 3. Oklahoma 4. Oregon 5. Auburn). Other than that, it’s a year to year thing. I love high flying offense, but that’s not all that unique anymore (we’ll get to that). I always like the “mid-major” that goes undefeated a la Western Michigan, but if they keep winning it becomes less fun. So I wind up rooting for a bunch of good games which doesn’t always pay off.

I think, for me, though, the primary reason is that everyone, for the most part, plays the same way. I’m a diehard spread guy. More specifically, I’m a diehard run n’ shoot guy. There’s a reason I consider Colt Brennan my favorite athlete of all time. Those Hawaii teams were amazing. My man June Jones dialing up 10,000 quick slants and five yard hooks a game. I’ve jerked off to less. When Graham Harrell showed up at Texas Tech and picked up Colt’s baton, I was happy. Then, as I got older, Chip Kelly’s spread grabbed my attention. But now, everyone plays that way. Everyone goes uptempo, everyone has pieces of the Air Raid, everyone uses the spread. It’s hard to pick teams out. There used to be so many distinctive styles. Hawaii and Texas Tech were the only teams that passed every play. There were teams like Arkansas with Darren McFadden who ran the Wildcat exclusively. It seemed like a novelty to see mobile quarterbacks dominating teams running spread option, which is what made guys like Vince Young and Pat White so exciting. Now, the teams bordering on curiosities are teams that run slow, boring, pro-style offenses. Pure pocket passers are rare on the best college teams. And again, I love the spread. If you know me, then you know I love the passing game. But it loses some luster when Joe Flacco throws for 4,000 yards, just like the spread loses something when teams like Alabama, the oldest and stodgiest of the old and stodgy blue bloods is running read option 50 times a game.

And, obviously, the playoff has killed the other bowl games. Which I’m fine with. I’d rather have a playoff than not. But it’s just harder to commit 3 hours to a mid December game between two random teams than it used to be. All these talking heads haven’t really put that together yet. Players are more comfortable sitting these games out because they’re totally meaningless now. Sure it’s another game with the team, but the games are more of a marketing ploy for the two schools and the bowl sponsors and an outlet for gambling than a meaningful, legitimate football game. I guarantee all but the most try-hard, coach’s son-iest of players would say they don’t want to play. Most just don’t have the luxury of an NFL future to get them out of them.

I think that’s it. If you made it this far, congratulations. You’ve made it though an awful lot of kvetching. I hope you agree with some of what I’ve said. I hope you disagree with some. Either way, don’t get it twisted. I still love football and I still love college football. Staring my own mortality in the face has just stirred up some nostalgia. Give me a summer with no football and I’ll be ready to commit every second of fall Saturdays to college football once again.

2016 NFL Awards

With the NFL regular season wrapping up last night, it’s time to hand out the end of season awards. Now, I don’t have an official vote, per se (yet), but I think I’ve got as good a handle on this season as anybody. As an unbiased, objective viewer of football, my judgement is clear and my decisions logical. For example, no Ravens won any awards because their team stinks, not because I hate them. It’s not easy being so noble.

Comeback Player of the Year: Jordy Nelson

jordynelsonAs always, there are plenty of good options for this award since, as always, a million people are coming off career threatening injuries. It’s becoming less impressive, honestly. Torn ACLs used to mean career over. Achilles injuries used to mean never walking again. Now they mean a nice vacation. So Comeback Player of the Year essentially becomes deciding which huge season by a player superhumanly recovering from devastating injury was best. This year it was between Nelson (ACL), Jimmy Graham (patella) and DeMarco Murray, who is coming off a crippling injury to his ego and reputation as being something other than a product of the Cowboys heavily (too heavily?) praised offensive line, perhaps the worst injury of all. They were all good, so I kind of flipped a coin. Leading the league in touchdown catches is good enough to win.

Offensive Rookie of the Year: Ezekiel Elliot

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This was a stacked rookie class on offense, with breakout stars at every position. As you may have heard, the Cowboys had two such rookies in Ezekiel Elliot and Dak Prescott. With apologies to Tyreek Hill, Jack Conklin, and Michael Thomas, and despite the excessive idol worship at the altar of the Cowboys offensive line, it’s hard to take away from what these two did as the best two rookies in the league. Deciding which of the two wasn’t easy, but no one was clamoring for Alfred Morris to be the starter all season. I’ll leave it to the rational, intelligent, and reasoned people of Dallas to make my decision for me.

Defensive Rookie of the Year: Joey Bosa

usatsi_9513985_153192880_lowresThis was a two horse race between Bosa and Jalen Ramsey. Bosa only played in twelve games because of a contract dispute, placing him in alongside Eli Manning as people who refused to play for the Chargers. Lucky for the Pats, the Chargers didn’t make the playoffs so the magic that comes along with shunning the fine city of San Diego can’t effect them before the Super Bowl. When he did play, Bosa was dominant, leading all rookies in sacks and quarterback hits. Ramsey was good, but gets points deducted for playing multiple games against Brock Osweiler.

Defensive Player of the Year: Khalil Mack

maxresdefaultPretty much every candidate for this award faded down the stretch. Von Miller didn’t record a sack in the last four games, while Mack only had one. Vic Beasley had a great pass rushing season, but doesn’t really do anything else. Does anyone else really want to win? Aqib Talib has been great in coverage but goes so far out of his way to show everyone how tough and crazy he is that he’s almost not worth the trouble. Richard Sherman’s weird new thing of being a high school bully who lives to embarrass people on national TV would work better if he was still the best in the league. He isn’t. The Pats’ Trey Flowers was only good for like four or five games, otherwise he’d be a shoo-in. So, in the end, I’ll go with, in my opinion, the most complete defensive player in the league outside of J.J. Watt. Mack wins.

Coach of the Year: Bill Belichick

bill-belichickListen, Jason Garrett is obviously going to win. If he won ten games with the Cowboys, Josef Stalin would win coach of the year. I’m sick of this going to the coach of a team that has a much better record than they were expected to have. Sure motivating a crappy team to exceed the sum of their parts is a facet of coaching. But, come on. Bill is the best in the game, has been the best in the game, and will remain the best in the game until they exorcize his ghost from the Hall of Fame. No Brady for four games. Injuries everywhere you look. Every other coach and owner hate his guts and conspires to keep him down, and he still wins 14 games. Again. It’s unreal. I feel privileged to have been around for his entire run at the top. You should, too. Even though I know you hate him.

Offensive Player of the Year: Tom Brady

tom-brady-ftr-twitter-061415_12r0mtmdc6qpj11a5ehe22q1uoI don’t even know what the point of this award is, honestly. It’s like the Maxwell Award in college: it just feels like a consolation prize for MVP. Which is why I’m sure you’re surprised to see Tom Brady’s name here. As I said, I am an objective observer. This award and MVP is all about the four horsemen of quarterbacking. Brady, Matt Ryan, Aaron Rodgers, and Derek Carr have been battling it out all year for the top honor. I think the top two have been Brady and Ryan. Ryan, somehow quietly, has lead one of the best offenses ever, while Brady has overcome the most egregious witch hunt since the actual witch hunts to put together arguably his best season at age 39. They finished 1-2 in quarterback rating and QBR. Ryan has fought against his reputation as just another guy to show he’s still getting better. The only thing that can possibly be held against Brady is the fact that the Pats went 3-1 without him, and would have easily been 4-0 had Jimmy Garoppolo not gotten hurt. For that reason, Ryan gets MVP. This feel unfair to Rodgers, who, despite legitimate early season questions, put up yet another crazy season.

Most Valuable Player: Matt Ryan

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Countdown to 2017

2017

2016 is coming to a close. As anyone will tell you, 2017 is guaranteed to be a banner year where nothing bad happens and no one, under any circumstances, will die. Sounds like a pretty good time to me. But, it would be disrespectful to the misunderstood 2016 without commemorating this passage of time in some way, and nothing says New Year like a countdown. So, to honor 2016, here’s sixteen countdowns. If you disagree with these rankings, you’re subconsciously letting the terrorists win.

Top Five Movies in 2016

  1. Warcraft– Instant classic. Put in a time capsule for future film makers to study
  2. Rogue One– Ending set up a sequel perfectly. Can’t wait for the gang to be back for Rogue Two!
  3. Manchester By the Sea– I can’t expect to be taken seriously as a film critic if I don’t include this.
  4. Moana– The Rock’s best role since Tooth Fairy
  5. Captain America: Civil War– The Captain America-Iron Man sex scene was one of the most shockingly beautiful things I’ve ever seen on film

Top Five Shows I watched in 2016

  1. Game of Thrones– This new show could really become something special in later seasons
  2. The People v. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story– Brilliant, nuanced performances by all actors involved
  3. Seven Deadly Sins– I actually like this show. Watch it on Netflix
  4. Vanderpump Rules– It’s like a less classy Kardashians
  5. West World– Asks some tough existential questions. One example: which robot prostitute do you proposition first?

Top Five Video Games I played in 2016

  1. The Witcher III– I know it came out in 2015. I’m a little behind
  2. Final Fantasy XV– Weird plot pacing can’t beat the bromance at the core
  3. Fifa 17– If you played against me online there’s a good chance I wished death on your family. I swear it wasn’t personal
  4. NBA 2K17– Might rank higher if your MyPlayer wasn’t cursed to be a glorified role player
  5. Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask– I know it came out in 2000. I’m a little behind

Top Five New Years Eve Concerts

  1. Bush, The Paramount, Huntington, New York
  2. Kid Rock, Scottrade Center, St. Louis
  3. Los Lobos, The Coach House, San Juan Capistrano, California
  4. Don Henley, Global Event Center at WinStar World Casino and Resort, Thackerville, Oklahoma
  5. Bruno Mars, Park Theater at Monte Carlo Resort and Casino
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Top Five Books I read in 2016

  1. Red Rising Trilogy, Pierce Brown
  2. I am Zlatan, Zlatan Ibrahimovic
  3. Losing Isn’t Everything, Curt Menefee
  4. Peppa Pig: Peppa Goes Swimming, Mark Baker and Neville Astley
  5. The excerpts from George Karl’s new book

Top Five Best Performances of 2016

  1. Death- Death ran roughshod over the world in 2016. Hard not to respect the best at the top of their game
  2. Hulk Hogan’s Legal Team- Singlehandedly brought down Gawker
  3. Colin Farrell as David, The Lobster– I’m a huge Colin Farrell guy. Most underrated actor this side of Tom Cruise
  4. Mike D’Antoni and James Harden- This Rockets team is awesome. Sorry for enjoying the fine art of 3s and free throws
  5. Japanese branches of American Fast Food Restaurants- This is kind of a perennial thing, but literally every crazy, harebrained, disgusting, borderline inedible food concoction thought up by the sick minds at the head of fast food corporations gets shipped to Japan for testing. And I want to try all of them

Top Five Worst Performances of 2016

  1. Forest Whittaker as Saw Gerrera, Rogue One– Arguably the worst acting/accent I’ve ever seen. But the more I think about it, the more it seems like a stroke of genius
  2. Brock Osweiler as Starting QB, Houston Texans 2016 Season– They could literally go to any high school field in Texas and find a better quarterback. Would save at least a few million dollars at the same time
  3. Democratic Party- I mean, tough to have a worse month
  4. McDonald’s- Listen, I ride or die for McDonald’s. But every move they make backfires. You’re not a high end bistro, you’re McDonald’s!
  5. British Royal Family- No weddings, no births, no nothing. What the hell, man? What am I supposed to fantasize about all day? And you wonder why the good people of England went so wayward

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Top Five things I secretly love

  1. Flowers- Thought about dropping everything and becoming a florist countless times. Special mid-countdown countdown (don’t try this at home): Top five flowers 1. Cherry Blossom 2. Yellow Plumeria 3. Tulip 4. Garra de Leon 5. Iris
  2. The Last Samurai– Tom Cruise is an Operating Thetan among men
  3. Fruity drinks- Kind of piggybacking off flowers. It’s not my fault they’re good
  4. Richard Wagner’s Der Ring des Nibelungen– Easily my favorite cycle of operas, Wagner teaches the audience valuable lessons about Norse mythology, life, and love
  5. Fine scented candles- I’m gonna go ahead and assume that what’s said in 2016 stays in 2016

Top Five things I hate

  1. 15 second ads YouTube doesn’t let you skip- You’d be surprised how many murders you can plan in 15 seconds
  2. When your pinky toe randomly goes numb- This happens to everyone right? No? Umm, moving on…
  3. Companies that try to make taxes seem cool- Hey, H&R Block, calling yourself “Block” in commercials doesn’t make you hip. Harambe memes do
  4. Anyone who thinks the NBA used to be some combination of gladiator combat, Viking raids, and World War I No Man’s Land since it was so physical and it was better that way- Thinking Steph Curry isn’t good at basketball isn’t a charming idiosyncrasy. It’s just stupid
  5. People who sample grapes at the grocery store-

Top Five Holiday Traditions that should be kept year round

  1. The Falling Snow effect on the site’s homepage- I would do almost anything to keep this year round. Anything
  2. Stuffing- If I gave you a plate with stuffing on it in the middle of August, would you even recognize it as food? I’m not sure I would
  3. Cadbury Mini Eggs- They’re pretty much just long M&Ms, but once you eat one, you’ll eat like you haven’t eaten in three days
  4. Presents- There’s a small chance I’d be slightly happier if I got presents every day
  5. Eating way too much unhealthy food- Hey, I do this already! I’m becoming quite the trendsetter

Top Five Favorite Athletes of all time

  1. 2005-07 Colt Brennan
  2. Tom Brady
  3. Danilo Gallinari
  4. Rich Garces
  5. Von Wafer

Top Five Weather Patterns

  1. Clear Skies
  2. Snow Flurries
  3. Rainstorms on Fall weekends
  4. Stiff breeze
  5. Polar Vortex

Top Five Smells

  1. Sunscreen- If you don’t understand, take your plebian nose to Yankee Candle and pick up a Sun & Sand, then get back to me
  2. Saltwater- I guess I like the beach
  3. Coffee- Probably the best smelling drink
  4. Cinnamon- Mini rant but if you consider Big Red or Red Hots to be truly cinnamon you have the worst palate of all time. Like even grape flavored stuff tastes more like their supposed inspiration. Cinnamon isn’t spicy. At least no cinnamon I’ve ever had
  5. Roses- They only missed out on the flower top five because it would have been too cliché

Top Five Sandwich Fillings

  1. Pastrami
  2. Ice Cream
  3. Turkey
  4. Italian Beef
  5. Hot Dog Salami

Top Five Things I’m looking forward to in 2017

  1. Yu-Gi-Oh!: The Dark Side of Dimensions– Need I say more?
  2. The Patriots, Celtics, and Red Sox being champions at the same time
  3. Outrage for when most of the Oscar Nominees are still white
  4. Kingdom Hearts 3– Just kidding. It’s never coming out
  5. Spending more time with you people- 2017 is gonna be a big year in the Brian’s Den. Hoping you stick around for the ride

Let’s go back to a simpler time

So not many people (literally just me and whatever poor souls opened my emails) know that I created a sample website around this time last year trying to get a job. Obviously, it didn’t work. In fact, most of the posts ranged from trash to warm garbage. But, there were a few good ones. This here is one of my favorites. It’s a simple enough tale, man falls into gorilla pit, but the timing is what makes it. I actually wrote this four months before Harambe’s death. Try to wrap your mind around that. Both the internet and gorillas existed before we learned Harambe’s name. Crazy.

 

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(source)- It was a story that gripped the nation – a five-year-old boy who was knocked unconscious when he fell into a zoo’s gorilla enclosure and was touchingly protected by a giant male silverback named Jambo, who stood guard as the pack of apes circled.
Now, 30 years after the iconic video footage made headlines around the world, Levan Merritt has shared his memories of that fateful day to MailOnline – and revealed how he cannot wait to take his two children back to the place that shaped him as a person.
The incident, on August 30 1986, had a profound impact on his life – from developing a permanent relationship with Jersey Zoo, to dealing with bullies at school who teased him with jibes such as ‘Tarzan’ and ‘gorilla boy’, to calling on the dramatic story as he impressed his wife-to-be, Amanda.
And the events that could have left such traumatic scars have done nothing to diminish his love of animals – including gorillas

Listen I don’t care about this guy’s life story. If you allow yourself to be bullied after surviving a gorilla pit, that’s on you and no one should feel sympathy.

What I do care about is that a gorilla might be number one animal I’d want to be saved by. If a random gorilla takes a look at you and decides, “yeah, I like this creature. I won’t beat him to a pulp and I don’t think I want anyone else to, either,” then you’ve got it made. That’s confidence that can’t be bought. That’s the ultimate street cred. It’s like the old Chappelle joke about how if you’re a white guy hanging out with all black guys no one messes with you. If a gorilla, the strongest, meanest, most violent animal out there, respects you and treats you as its own, no one will ever cross you (wait, was that racist? Think it might have been).

Top 5 animals to be saved by:

wild-horses 5. Wild Horse- Wild horses are the most breathtaking animals out there. On the off chance you ever come across a pack of wild horses and one decides not to attack you, that means you are a true master of wilderness. To tame the very spirit of freedom merely by your presence, that is the true sign of a wild heart. And when you ride on to the horizon upon the back of your majestic steed, the people will weep, for they have never seen such beauty.
howlsnow4. Wolves- It worked out for Romulus, Remus, and Mowgli. Being saved and then raised by wolves prepares you for adversity. By adversity I mean lack of sleep since the second you close your eyes one of the other wolves in the pack will just eat you since, you know, wolves can only go without food for so long. It’d probably be better to be saved by wolves then immediately leave. Don’t risk sticking around to join the pack.

 

python_2444555b3. Snakes- I’m not saying I really want to rescued by snakes, but being a snake guy is the only thing more intimidating than being a gorilla guy. Take the respect being a gorilla guy earns you, multiply it by ten, then turn that respect into fear. No one wants to associate with a snake guy unless they are also a snake guy. Usually overlaps with weapon guys. Snake guys run secret, powerful societies that hold dark, moonlit rituals. Again, not saying I really want to be saved by snakes, but being a snake guy opens doors that would be closed otherwise.

daniel-6-lions-den2. Lions- Everyone loves lions. Being saved by lions would earn you some respect, but it would also show you have a soft side. You have to be nice to connect with lions, just like any other cat. Scratch their ear, rub their belly, and in return, they don’t scratch you. Lions are less likely to save someone that doesn’t actively show them they are worth saving. Being saved by lions is perfect if you want to show a man or woman you’re the perfect mate. Strong enough to earn respect, sensitive enough to not get eaten.

tumblr_nswgn0my5c1senlveo1_12801. Gorilla- As mentioned above. Nothing gets you farther on the street than being saved by a gorilla. Nothing is more intimidating than someone who knows they never have anything to fear. That’s what gorillas do for you.

I don’t want to do this again

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Please, God. Not again

So last week the Giants clinched a playoff spot. My beloved Patriots have been in the playoffs essentially since week four and can sleepwalk through the AFC to the Super Bowl. The two teams are on an unavoidable collision course to meet in the Super Bowl for a third time.

I don’t think I can sit through another one of these. The Pats losing the undefeated season was legitimately the worst night of my life. The second loss was one of the most humiliating things I’ve ever been through since I went to college with a bunch of Giants fans. I can’t do another high pressure game that goes down to the last play after Eli somehow pulls something out of his ass that takes at least five years off my life.

It’s looking like the Giants first round opponent will be the winner of the NFC North. Both times they crushed my soul they beat the Packers in Lambeau en route to the Super Bowl. They just beat the Lions the other week, and Detroit is looking worse with each passing week. I guess I’ll root for the Packers, simply because they’re the far superior team. But things like who’s actually good get thrown out the window when the Giants are in the playoffs. The only saving grace is that the Giants had a pretty good regular season. 11 wins? Not really gonna sneak up on anyone. Somehow they will though since the Packers will be sold as the more dangerous team. It’s like standing in front of a train and not being able to get out of the way. The second the Giants are “disrespected” in January they win the Super Bowl. Pretty sure the anti-Patriots media does it on purpose now.

So, it’s come to this. If the Giants win their first round matchup I’m going to root for the Pats to lose their first playoff game. Now, I realize what I’m asking. Expecting Matt Moore, Matt McGloin, Tom Savage, Alex Smith, or Ben Roethlisberger (who’s never beaten the Pats in a big game) to come into Gilette and pull out a win is like expecting anyone but my mother to read this website. It’s just not probable whatsoever. But still, they’ve lost to crappy teams before. It could theoretically happen. I just can’t go through it again. Plus, once the Pats are eliminated the Giants magic goes away. They’ll instantly lose. It’ll be a win-win. Pats don’t lose another Super Bowl to the Giants and the Giants don’t win another one to give them 5 to the Pats 4. What’s not to love?

I hate that Eli has done this to me.

The Brian’s Den Mission Statement

Welcome, fair reader to the Brian’s Den. Careful, dangerously powerful takes lurk around every corner.

Now, I’m sure you’re thinking “There’s at least 7 billion blogs out there. Why should I care about this one?” Great question, I’m glad you asked. Well, let’s run down what we’re all about here in the newest corner of the internet.

WHO AM I?

Who am I, you may ask? Just a guy living life to the extreme. I’m a writer, eater of food, and lover of sleeping. A true modern Renaissance Man.

WHAT DOES BRIAN’S DEN MEAN?

My name is Brian. It sounds like lions den. Seems simple enough.

WHAT WILL WE COVER?

I’ll write about pretty much anything that comes to mind. Sports (I’m a big fan of the Boston sports teams. We don’t have enough representation online), video games, movies, current events, food, plants and animals, weather patterns, small town zoning board politics, anything. If we really get crazy, I may even combine sports with pop culture, and maybe throw some gambling in there, too. Don’t think that’s ever been done before.

BRIAN’S DEN IS HONESTLY THE WORST WEBSITE NAME OF ALL TIME

Maybe it is, maybe it isn’t. But it makes you think.

WHY SHOULD I CARE?

Now we get to the true question. With so many (better) things to read out there, why should I bother with this crap? Because, ladies and gentlemen, whether or not you realize it, you need me in these trying times. I’m coming to you the day after Christmas 2016, one of the most emotionally trying times of my, and, presumably, everyone else’s life. The pure ecstasy of finally getting the Nintendo 64 I’ve been asking Santa for for years was quickly quelled by the sobering loss of a global icon. George Michael, co-founder of one of the top five musical duos of all time was cruelly taken from us. He gave his heart away this Christmas, but it turns out he needed it to survive. (Since I know you were wondering, Top Five Musical Duos: 1. LMFAO 2. Air Supply 3. Hall & Oates 4. Wham! 5. OutKast)

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Good night, sweet prince

As the internet will gladly remind you, everyone in the world died in 2016. Well, let’s end the year with a birth. A new shoulder to cry on, a new lighthouse in the dark, a new site to read. So come with me on this journey through life, and I promise you will only be mildly disappointed.