Things About Which I Will Not Write
There have been several stores in the news recently or that have been covered here already before that I have made up my mind not to write about under any circustmances at all, or again. They are:
Whether or not Curt Schilling pitches "commando".
ANYTHING involving the word "commando".
A-Rod bitching about Curt.
For that matter, Curt flapping his gums about A-Rod, Republicanism, or Jesus.
However, there are some things I have been remiss in not commenting about in the last week or so, and they are:
Bronson and Bellhorn being signed.
Minky vs. Millar
New Sox acquisitions
How hot Tom Brady is, with delicious visual aids
The conversation I had with a random stranger before the glowing altar of a TV playing 3 Games to Glory II for promotional purposes inside CVS.
Any and all recurrences, relapses, revisitations and repeats of the Randy Johnson tantrum.
So that's what I'm not writing about. In the meantime, I have slaved--SLAVED!--to bring you the following pictures from the Patriots' final regular season game at Gillette Stadium. So, in celebration of their hopeful trouncing of the Steelers tomorrow, here is the nonverbal portion of my post for today.
You can be assured there will be more after the AFC Championship game tomorrow, provided the Blizzard of Aught Five doesn't knock out my power.