Monday, February 9, 2009


I love my husband.

"[Roethlisberger] bumbles around defenders like an old man looking for his glasses, stumbles out of the pocket like it was a dive bar at closing time, and then completes a pass to whoever while I’m off getting a beer because I can’t watch that Vaudeville crap anymore."

Be sure to watch the video, with the sound on, at the end of the post.

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