In light of a big move like this, you can count on the reactions from the rabid, outspoken leatherheads of this fine world to be equal parts pleasant, distasteful, and most definitely ridiculous. I've gotta place my bets here on 'Sin City Raiders' taking a serious run at that as their preferred, new official namesake. I mean, come on that shit's a royal flush.
All signs right now point to the fact that Jerry Jones would appear to be one of the rare people out there who stubbornly continues to hold out hope for Tony Romo. During his appearance on 105.3 The Fan on Tuesday he said the Cowboys haven't made a decision about Romo yet, but that he believes Romo is yet destined to be in a Super Bowl in the near future.
To their credit they quite literally threw more wood in the fire, and managed to grow an already impressive display of organized, well-executed trolling. So, thank you to San Diego or wait, I guess Los Angeles. Thank you for keeping us entertained over here with what seems your inability to grasp the cold hard, ever present truth that we're gonna roast the shit out of you for whatever you do at this point.
Always be cautious when talking to your Lyft driver, especially if they're asking very specific questions about a very specific sports figure, and especially if they tell you to sit in the front seat. Actually, if they insist that you sit in the front seat, you should text a friend and let them know what cab you're getting into. It's not that you should be afraid of making a new friend, but that driver could be none other than NFL superstar and New York Giants wide receiver Odell Beckham, Jr.
I know. It sounds crazy, but it happened, and you know what, Lyft filmed it.
What would you do if your favorite — or worse, least favorite — athlete was behind the wheel? Would you tell them to their face what you think of them? Probably not. You'd probably freak like these people. Why? Because that's what people do when they meet celebrities. They freak like these people do.