Time out, guys.
Maybe it's time to give up all the hatred. Maybe, just maybe, it's time to turn over a new leaf. I mean, 'tis the season and all that jazz. Instead of harboring an intense hatred for each team, I could write a thing I love about each team. Then all the children of the world could join hands and sing in the spirit of harmony and peace.
Wait, what's that? You say that Mark Sanchez was benched for his terrible play against (*snicker*) the Arizona Cardinals? Well, I'm sure he was trying his best.
Really though, all this hatred can't be healthy. I've aged like 20 years since this whole thing started, and dogs whimper when I walk past. Maybe I would finally get a good night's sleep again.
No, no, no...let me get this straight. You're saying Greg McElroy, GREG MCELROY, came into the game. Had he hit puberty first? Isn't that a prerequisite? Then he looked only slightly better than Sanchez (because how could he not) and then managed to split the Jets' front office?
I mean, maybe I don't have to give up the hatred; we could just take a little break, you know? Sing some carols, bake some Christmas cookies together, sit awkwardly posed far too close to a fireplace.
Carson Palmer just threw another mind-numbing interception, didn't he?
Screw it...on to the hate!