Looking back on all the shit I got wrong in 2022 and reflecting on how awful I am at creating content for this site.

Damn, Gina. What a year.

We are days away from the end of another football season and with that finality comes the pressure to look back on all of the things I had to say about sports last year on this stupid site.  Most of it was really bad. Whatever "it" is, anyway, considering there's more columns and ideas for columns sitting in the draft folder right now than on the front page and the time it takes between articles is enough to draw a few 'delay of game' penalties.

Still...

Weekend Observations #1: Adam Schefter sells pizza. Like, up until the moment I decided to go and look back at the terrible things I actually put my name on in the last year, I had forgotten about this. It's still funny as it is absurd. Why does Adam Schefter need to hock Pizza? Why does Schefty need any kind of side-gig that isn't being Rich Eisen's caddie?

Baker Mayfield had me in the first half... I really wanted to believe Baker Mayfield would exact revenge on the Cleveland Browns this year. We all did. The NFL community collectively wanted the cathartic, toe-curling release of football vengence more than DeShaun Watson wanted whatever kind of dirty release he got at the expense of nearly thirty women. We wanted four quarters of watching a jilted Baker Mayfield execute a kind of justice that is no more real or justified than what Watson's victims got by seeing an NFL franchise reward his incredible perversion with a five-year, two-hundred million dollar contract.

At least Baker got one feel good victory this season.

In a truly tragic attempt to actually turn this site around and lean into the shitposting I placed my hopes and dreams that Matt Ryan would help my Indianapolis Colts win their first season opener since 2013 despite throwing four interceptions. He did not do that. Though for what it's worth he didn't lose it either. Starting the 2022 season with a tie against the Houston Texans and Davis Mills' neck should have been a warning sign for everyone in the state of Indiana. Our season would end with a 4-12-1 record and Jeff Saturday as the head coach. At the time of writing, the Colts are set to draft their first QB in the first round since Andrew Luck. Yeah. Listen I don't want to talk about this anymore.

About the only good thing to happen this season was my declaration on the first of December that the Minnesota Vikings were frauds. And it turns out they were.

They still are.

You heard the voice.

Still, congrats to Justin Jefferson.

That about wraps it up. I'll do better in 2023. Maybe. Probably.

There's talk of a podcast on the horizon. I promised you all some form of an audio experiment would be coming. Kept you waiting, huh? It'll be me and two other chucklefucks giving you our opinions about sports. Surely you're into that sort of thing right, you sickos? That's why you've bothered reading this far, isn't it?

See you on Super Bowl Sunday.