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Dave, I'm a disgusting individual because I am so excited for the preseason.

Me too, Meena Kimes. I just want everybody to be careful about reading too much or anything

into them because they matter exactly as much as Zach Wilson's turquoise jersey number.

Preseason games are a month long live for your eyes, don't you know? I know I keep saying it, but they're the NFL's version of a Civil War reenactment. They only look real. Well, unless you believe Skyler Thompson's three touchdown performance over the weekend means the Steelers can now cut Aaron Rogers. The only thing that really matters is whether the guys who be on the field when the games start to matter

get hurt during these games that don't matter. And yeah, I know the preseason games do matter for the guys on the fringe,

but that's what scrimmages are for. If football players needed preseason games, how come they don't play them in college?

Listen, football however you want to football, but with the season,

the actual season I'm talking about, now on the near horizon, I want to focus on the things

that do matter, or at least will come January. Like this matters. If you're looking for a team

that might make a deep playoff run, how about this? Since the year 2000, QBs in their first

six seasons have started 26 Super Bowls.

After that, QBs have only started 14. In other words, it's no myth you don't need to just have a

franchise QB. You won him before he gets the team crushing 50 or $60 million second deal.

And in a related matter, just five guys this century have gotten to their first Super Bowl after their sixth season.

You know what this tells me? It's not just the money that changes, it's the increased sense of pressure.

You see, I've long believed pro football players are human beings.

Sure, more confident and talented than the rest of us, but human just the same.

As such, they're susceptible to the feelings related with failing in the big spot when they're the ones who are supposed to be the difference makers. It's the curse of Sposta. And now here we have Lamar and Josh who haven't gotten to the big game. And no, I didn't say yet because one or both of them might never get there. In fact, 21st century history is kind of against

them like I just told you. It's going to be like they're pregnant for the next four months.

We're just waiting to see if they get the birth to the Super Bowl. And I mean like B,

obviously, not B.I. I can't have babies. Weirdo. So the months of September through December probably don't matter that

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