I learned a tough lesson last week. Legitimate sources are not right all of the time. So there I was on Thursday night, pounding away at my keyboard about my thoughts on Antonio Brown becoming a Buffalo Bill. I was looking up stats and really trying to imagine what a Josh Allen to Antonio Brown connection would look like. I sent it off to my boys in the group chat and they liked my input. I was happy. The five hours left of sleep that I had before work the next morning was totally worth it.
That was until I closed my eyes and tried to get to sleep. What if he doesn’t show up? Why would he want to? Why would 31-year-old and set-for-life Antonio Brown want to play for the Buffalo Bills? He had already went on Instagram and said the trade was fake news, but I chose to ignore the life that this trade was actually affecting. I decided to believe Ian Rappaport and other people who were choosing to believe him as well. Ian’s problem? Not sure. He doesn’t seem like the guy who would put his reputation on the line just to beat Schefter by a couple of minutes. Or would he? Who knows. Today was legal tampering day and we have a bunch of contracts agreed to in principle. Not your school princiPAL. See, I still remember elementary spelling.
Please, blog, may I have some more?

