...but The Dude and I were actually trying to enjoy our bromance weekend together in New York City without Jeff Ireland, Stephen Ross and the Dolphins completely ruining it for us. Of course, that didn't work and yesterday featured a number of dumbfounded, pensive stares into the distance while soaking up the Spring sun on the NYC Highline as well as some impromptu, I've-completely-lost-it laughter at Central Park's Boathouse.
The Dude will be around shortly to eloquently summarize the weekend's events in that way only he can, dashing wordsmith that he is.
In the mean time, yea, we can't fucking believe this shit either. Fuck this team with a rat carcass soiled in anthrax and Hitler's semen.
UPDATE: For those making it out to the protest at the Davie facilities tomorrow at 12/1pm, our advice to you is come armed (with at the very least some signs, catchy protest slogans, maybe printouts of the various articles deriding our franchise that came out this morning so you can toss it on the property, and anything else that is peaceable) and come informed (re: laws regarding peaceful assembly in Davie). FIGHT THE GOOD FIGHT, MY CHILDREN!!! ALLAH IS WITH US!!!
