i am not peyton manning

through two weeks of flag football, my vital statistics read as such. three touchdown passes, four interceptions (one pick six) and zero wins. that's it. that's all you need to know. as quarterback of the birminghamandcheese, i have been downright horrible. i wish i could fall back on the tried and true cliche' of it being a long season, but it really isn't. we probably have to go 4-2 the rest of the way to even have a chance of sneaking into the playoffs. could it happen? sure, i guess. is it probable? well, you are asking the wrong person, only 24 hours removed from me completely ruining 11 guys' perfect sunday afternoon. i don't regret taking on the role of quarterback. i think i can do well, but, shit. every position on the field is dependant on the decisions and throws that i make. yesterday, not one of either was positive.

i hope i feel better about things in a couple days. i hope i can get excited again about playing and having a good time with my friends. right now, i feel like an incredibly less-talented version of ryan leaf. full of potential and expectations, signifying nothing. ugh.

in other dreadful news, the dog whisperers have already passed on the idea of darren mcfadden as their future and promised 15 million dollars to a back-up running back that has scored six touchdowns in his four-year career. awesome. the only thing that could make that decision any worse is if he is going to share carries with a guy from mississippi state. oh, wait.

is it softball season yet?