We're back, we're back. It's a dead guest. I'm Drew. That's Roth. And also with us for perhaps the final time is our lovely

Deadspin Hall of Famer. Megan, Megan, Megan. Hi, Drew. Hi, Roth. She's alive. It's Megan. Well,

back from the dead. She's dead. She's dead, but it's horrible. But she's here. Greenwell is

no longer our boss,

which means we can say whatever we want.

No, that's not what that means.

Time to cut loose.

Nothing is out of bounds.

I hate this.

She is now editor of wire.com,

but she was our editor-in-chief until last week, and we miss her already dearly.

We had to have her back on the podcast one last time.

Greenwell, how are you doing?

Oh, I'm great.

You know, I don't have to think about sports anymore, except when the Andrew Luck news broke on Saturday night, I immediately clicked on Slack

before realizing that I didn't have Deadspin slack access anymore, which is really a sign of

true broken brain, but here we are.

A terrible, terrible loss for you, that you couldn't get all of the stupid gifts that we

would put in in cursory fashion.

That actually makes me very sad.

You already forgot who Howard the alien even is.

That I will never forget.

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