Oh, the team is called The Reidy Rangers.* And you must have proof of vax to play; or not play; because a lot of this stays in the locker room.
The photo of Gronk is from ESPN magazine's "Body" issue, which features athlete's in the buff; which is great, but I think a little disingenuous. I mean, they take great pains to disguise any of the things that, let's face it, people actually want to see: junk, tackle, gazongas, nips, bush, ding-dings, hoo-hoos, wa-was, ball-bags etc. You can only disguise these things in so many ways, so a lot of the poses in the pictures are extremely similar, which renders the whole endeavor rather homogenous, so to speak. I mean, I get the feeling that Gronk would happily show you little Gronk, so let him! FREE THE DING-DING!
Jake was supposed to play Joe Namath in a movie. I guess it didn't happen. Maybe Jake could recreate just the pantyhose commercial and post it on Funny or Die. I think we'd all enjoy that Jake!
And since this is my fantasy, the players can be from any sport or era or time. Even if they've passed over to the big grid-iron in the sky, they can play!
Time for a Gregory Harrison break! Talk about childhood tingly feelings! The best part of Trapper John M.D. was the opening credits and that shot of Greg in the shower:
Actually, I'm getting more and more intrigued as I proceed into the nooks and crannies of this bold new NFL. Does "NFL" stand for "Newly Flamboyant Lads"? I mean, check out this ensemble on Mr. Fitzpatrick:
Please visit my next blog: "Butch Too: Football Fantasy Pt. 2" (or something like that).
*or perhaps the Reidy Wrasslers or Wranglers or Roughhousers...