5 Things I'm Still Trying to Understand from Week 12

A little football for you guys, with what we hope will be a weekly segment:

1. The Panthers Defense: A little homerism out of the way. I haven't been able to watch a full Panthers game all year (stupid Ohio), but I was under the impression that our strong point was the defense. Boy was I wrong! 45 points? Against Matt Ryan? Where was Julius Peppers? Jon Beason? I'll put it this way: when Jake Delhomme is the high point, its a bad day for Carolina.

2. Randy Moss: Dear Randy Moss, you have sucked this season. Its not entirely your fault. Prettyboy got taken down in week one and since then you've had Matt Leinart's backup throwing 5-10 yard passes. So when Miami decides to shift coverage towards people who, you know, ARE GETTING THROWN TO, its not a personal assault on your honor.

3. Joey Porter: Let's choose to think of J-Po as an overachiever - the kid in the class who complains when he gets an A- - and not a 250 pound infant with a god complex.

4. The Titans WR Corps: HAHAHAHA. Remember when these guys were going to win the Super Bowl? Thank you Jets. Thank you so much.

5. 837 points: You know what the crazy thing is? Oakland, Buffalo, and Kansas City combined for 116 of those points.

Next week: Thanksgiving football becomes even more meaningless! Chicago and Minnesota try to sort out who's the least mediocre! I am forced to root for Marmalard!

I have a problem

This is the Buffalo Dipped Chicken Sandwich



Its one of two flavor dipped chicken sandwiches at Wendy's (the other is a BBQ sauce one). The concept is simple, take one of Wendy's fried chicken breasts and soak it in delicious, delicious sauce.

I'm not going to lie, this looks like the best thing fast food has ever created. I would unspeakable things to this sandwich if I ever got my hands on one. And yet, I can't bring myself to go to Wendy's to eat it. Money and time make it very rare for me to find a time to actually be able to go and eat out and, frankly, when the opportunity comes it feels like it would be a waste to go to Wendy's.

And yet this sandwich is haunting me. Somehow every TV show I watch on every channel features advertising for this sandwich. It seems to be following me around, everywhere I go, haunting me. Everyone I talk to about it (and believe me, I've talked to a number of people about it) seems to think this is the most disgusting thing they've ever heard of, and they think I'm crazy. Some day I will eat this sandwich. And it will be glorious.