See video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Fq9-rBQxXE
Notepad (in an order that makes sense to me but something like descending order of preference)
gb - 7 (if no bradshaw)
denver +1/parlay/under37.5 (all if no ap)
oak -3 (if line move 4+)
NE - 13 tease (really like this)
cin +14 tease
san fran - 6.5 against stl @ home tease
over in cinci pitt (tease?)
atl/hou <39
atlanta -2.5 @ houston - frustratingly hard to decide if I really like it all that much, so will prolly stay away due to other bets.
sd -3 @ jax monday - very unlikely, but needs moar research.
frazier says by friday, eval.
Coughlin - if bradshaw no practice friday, out
league pass ratio - 58.5%. (some time in october - find any other number?)
atl opps - 64%.
adjustment of 11.2 yards/game (based on assump of 55 plays which tracks well with 3.7 yards a carry 41.5% run plays equaling very near their 85ish yards/game, and then the extra 3.07 or so plays x 3.7 yards, whatever the fuck it was) = 4th.
by the y/carry 5th (why the fuck did I not just look at this number?)
P.S. Letting my brain wander while doing dishes, I had Rise Against's Prayer of the Refugee stuck in my head as I tried to think about the DET/NO game, I guess because of Suh's suspension I kept hearing the line "In the morning will come Suh" instead of "soon," and evolved a little parody about the rules changes for hitting quarterbacks this year. It might be amusing, although probably not so much if I were to put it on youtube with me singing it, here it is:
Soft Players with New Penalties (Prayer of the Refugee parody)
Ward yourself from my ire, Sam
Sunday morning will come Suh
I'll tell you stories of a better time,
In a place that we once slew
Before they cracked our sacks
We left all them beneath us in the turf (stay dust?)
We had a place that we could call home (show superdome/stadium)
And the QBs we could touch
Don't hold him up, ref,
He can stand his own ground,
He don't need your help now,
Let me put him down, down down!
Down!
We are the angry and the deadbeat,
We're hungry for your soul
They were the ones we kept quiet,
When the play-fake wasn't sold
You'd be sweating while you got no balm,
Gotcha, safety in your zone.
They'd be pulling, or we'd nail you
-Take back everything you've thrown.
Don't hold him up, ref,
He can stand his own ground,
He don't need your help now,
Let me put him down, down down!
Don't hold him up, ref,
He can stand his own ground,
He don't need your help now,
Let me put him down, down down!
So let us hit thighs ref,
The game must be played.
Blown coverage, good passes
Gets yards either way
Keep quiet, no wrong here
We'll swing through the fray
To the 'backs that we toss
And the 'backs who escape!
Go!
Don't hold him up, ref,
He can stand his own ground,
He don't need your help, now
Let me put him down, down, down!
Don't hold him up, ref
He can stand his own ground,
He don't need your help, now
Let me put him down, down, down!
Don't hold him up...
(He don't need your help, he'll stand his ground)
Don't hold him up...
(He don't need your help)
No! No! No!
Don't hold him up!
(He don't need your help, let us put him down)
Don't hold me up!
(He don't need your help, he'll stand his ground)
Let us put him down, down, down down!
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