Wow. As one soldier allegedly said after a fiery pep talk from Ulysses S. Grant, “I’d charge the gates of hell for that old man.” Old “Blood and Guts” Leslie at it again. Damn Leslie, tone it down will you? That much animation could get a man killed.
Is this too much sarcasm or just enough?
On a serious note, I’m glad training camp is over and we can now get down to the business of enduring these three preseason games. Camp is always fun at first with the new guys reporting and those first electrifying practice reports, but it gets to be a bit dull after a time. Oh, Joe Webb looked shaky in 7-on-7 drills? Why don’t you tweet some more about that, sadly underpaid beat writer who hates having to do all this social media stuff but his bosses make him.
I do sort of feel sorry for the beat guys, having to stand there in the hot sun in their cargo shorts making shaky iPhone videos of goal-line drills while still watching out for random drunks who want to fight them over the bad stuff they said three years ago about E.J. Henderson. Meanwhile, Sid Hartman is off somewhere sipping vodka gimlets and getting a rubdown from a Taiwanese woman. And the old bastard won’t DIE already and open up a columnist slot. Tough life. Feel for you. Not really.
Anyway, goodbye Mankato, hello Metrodome. Viking football. It’s happening people.