Help Us, Tony Dungy...
You're the Cleveland Browns' only hope...
I mean, seriously, dude! Make it a sporting game. Don't pull ALL your starters because you're afraid those big bad Titans will beat up your suddenly delicate little Colts (and since when are "Colts" supposed to run a thrill of fear down my spine??? Whose brilliant marketing plan was that?) before they get to have any post-season fun.
You've been dominant all season. Your starting Q is whoring himself all over every possible media selling everything but Tupperware -- easily twice the presence of LeBron. Heaven knows when Mr. Manning's got time to practice, but by his play, he must show up.
Play. Some. Damn. Foot. Ball.
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