Hatred is a beautiful thing and it can take many forms. In Week 13 of the NFL season, my hatred is taking the form of a columnist who is sick and tired of the NFL and its television partners shoving the NFC East down our collective throats like a parent trying to tell children brussels sprouts are candy.
Do I want to watch Dallas and Philadelphia in the 2013 Turnover Bowl? Nope!
Do I want to watch New York and Washington? Maybe the last five minutes or whenever RGIII has the ball. Otherwise, nope!
Hatred can take other forms, though, like a columnist comparing one of the nicest quarterbacks in the NFL to an inmate from San Quentin because he's all "tatted up."
Hatred can also take the form of my boot which lunged at the computer screen, wanting to take an Ndamukong Suh-like swift kick to that columnist's midsection.
I haven't used all my hatred up, however. Oh no, my wonderful snowflakes. There is some left for each and every one of your teams. If you're lucky, I'll save a little for you as well, because you're special. You're worth it.
On to the hate!