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As a male in a world where being male means you're male, (you were just peering at that a bit TOO hard looking for a sexist comment, right? Politically correct bastards.) I, a long, long tima ago, back in the Bayou, had respect for a man named Howie Long. No more.
He SOLD OUT. FOX owns him, his life, his voice, his trophies, and probably half his internal organs as well. ("You know, Howie, you don't need TWO lungs to talk about football...") Hell, the only guy on the whole FOX football desk is Terry Bradshaw, and that's because he's been knocked around so much during his Pittsburg days that he's not all there at times. And my Ma always said, 'You can't control the crazies.' Then she'd stick me in a burlap bag and swing me at my little brother. Strangely, I always missed...
Oh, forgive me. I'm rambling...
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