It’s 11:33 a.m. I just woke up (after a few too many beverages and a cannonball into a hot tub yesterday) and I can already smell bratwurst and Bud Light.

That can mean only one of two things:

A: The roomie had a rough day at church.

B: It’s the start of the NFL season.

Just turned on the TV to confirm my suspicions. Sure enough, the Packers and Eagles are trying with equal ferocity to lose a football game that someone has to win.

That means two hours until the moment I’ve been dreading for about three months, the Oakland Raiders first game of the season.

The Raiders can’t possibly be good this season despite a pretty good defense. The offensive line is terrible, I’m not sure if head coach Lane Kiffin has hit puberty yet, and who wins with Josh McCown at quarterback?

Not even Sam Houston State, and that was when McCown was generally superior to the competition.

So at 1:15 the Raiders take the field against the Detroit Lions, inducing a six-month span of harassment and abuse at work and self-esteem issues in public.

Let the Zoloft binge begin.

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