Your Championship Weekend Cheerleader Post, Which Has Involved Neither Cheers Nor Leadership On Any Tangible Level, From What We Are Able To Assertain
We have two games this Sunday, none on Saturday. Personal biases aside, both of these should be very good. Each game could come down to a single possession and could go either way (just like Brady), as we saw last week with a narrow victory from the Bears and a stellar choke job by the Chargers.
Speaking of choking, it's time for this week's cheerleader post. This week's object of our affection is making an unprecedented encore appearance. We continue with the ransacking of the Patriots cheerleaders' swimsuit archive and bring to you Meghan Vasconcellos, brunette and nemesis of flubby. I notice there is no water for swimming nearby, nor does this appear to be any sort of beach setting. Nothing beachy about a giant piece of Chex Mix on your sofa.
We will have a Bears preview for you (or two) this weekend, and probably a ton of other shit. It depends on how many of us forget that we're actually not at work. And I finally succeeded in maxing out the number of characters allowed in that field, for those of you that care, which is none of you. Eh.