DRK usually handles the Keys to the Game posts. But he's busy growing a beard, so I'm handling it this week instead. I don't know what the official record is, but I believe the Dolphins are something like 183-1 whenever I do the Keys the Game post.
Anyway... not much to discuss here. Just. Fucking. Win. Is that too much to ask for, you shitholes?
This game is more of a must-win for the Jets than for us. They need to bounce back from the absolute reaming they took from New England last week. And with the wildcard race getting tighter every week, they have a little room for error.
Our season is pretty much fucked, so I say we throw the kitchen sink at these dickbreath mongoloids and let the dogs loose. Nothing would make this season of shit easier to swallow than to fuck up the Jets season.
Brandon Marshall is set to return this week. And if you remember the last time they met, The Beast pretty much had his way with the Jets secondary. Also, Brian Hartline is out for the season with a hand injury. So, that means more passes to Marshall. That works for me.
Our defense just needs to keep doing what it's been doing. This time around, Mark Sanchez won't have Jason Allen to pick on, while Cam Wake and the boys need to skull fuck that little Mexican until he pukes his own pancreas.
As we mentioned earlier, The Robot is due a big game. Because he usually follows a shitty performance with a ballstastic one.
That's pretty much it.
As a bonus heading into this week's rivalry game, I give you some fairly NSFW Marisa Miller (and by "fairly NSFW" I mean: NIPPLES!!! PERFECT GOD-GIVEN GLORIOUS NIPPLES!!!). Enjoy fuck-os. Let's Go Fins!