I didn’t think it was possible, but I found reason number 1,356,976 to hate Tim Tebow – he’s officially become a touchdown vulture, the vilest creature known to fantasy footballers. He scored his second short touchdown in three games this week, and is in the process of eliminating any chance Kyle Orton has of accumulating points inside the five-yard line.

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Is it just me or can you picture Pete Carroll eating fruit snacks, drinking chocolate milk, and sleeping in a race car bed? Don’t get me wrong, I love the guy – his constant whooping seems genuine, and I dig his video game play-calling style, but I can’t shake the impression that he’s really just a kid who put a token in a carnival game and woke up the following morning as a 40-year old man.

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This whole Steve Smith and Mike Williams thing has gone on long enough. It’s time to give them identifiable names and be done with it. Here’s my suggestion: Steve Smith of the Panthers becomes Steve Carolina-Smith. It rolls off the tongue, and would really piss Smith off because it makes him sound like he hyphenated his name for some chick.

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