THE SHEET®: Week 4

What is this sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet?

This weekend FSD is going on a little field trip to the West Coast in order to determine just what it is like to be watching football in a city that does not have a football team on a Sunday morning.  And not just a city that doesn't have football, because who cares about them, right?  But rather, a city that used to have a football team.  Nay, TWO football teams that were both ripped away in the span of a few short years.

And one almost wants to feel bad for them.  Imagine if Chicago had both the Cubbies and Sox taken away over night?  Could you imagine that vacuum that would be created as a result?  Something tells me that this wouldn't stand, or even that the situation would even arise.  But, for those who haven't quite figured it out yet, we're talking about LA here.  A place where the only thing that matters is your self-image and God, could you just imagine being caught dead at a shitty Raiders game with all those FREAKS running around?  

Well, at least not in Oakland anyway.

Yep, it should be interesting to be in a city where the only people that show up to the bars on those Sunday mornings are the transplants who all fully share the same frame of mind when it comes to LA:  It's your own damn fault, people.  But, on the bright side, at least you got the Kobe bandwagon for another 5 or 6 years.

Anyway, lots of talk about other men's balls on THE SHEET® last week.  We always try to improve on things like that with each passing week.  So this week, there will NO mentioning of balls, scrotes, teabags, nutmeat, marbles, cojones, or anything of the like.

Well, maybe one or two.

Picks and sugs. in the comments if you wouldn't be so lame.