Welcome to the Hangover, all ye winless.
Come Tampa Bay. Come Arizona. Come ye 49ers, ye Chiefs.
And, especially, come ye Miami Dolphins.
(Buffalo, you get a pass. Oh and two just doesn't have the sweet ring of Oh and three.)
We recite, together, the Hangover's Statue of Liberty poem (while wondering why no teams run the Statue of Liberty play anymore):
Give me your tired head coaches, your poor beat writers, your huddled masses of players in their ...Read full story