Jay day
Bob Pirri jumps from the Internet to RedEye for Facebook Fives. Don’t ask us how he did it.
Jimmy Greenfield
Tracy Swartz
Phillip Thompson
That Guy
Bob Pirri
Welcome Jay Cutler to town.
As bad as the Bears’ QBs have been, nobody has farther to fall than you.
Sorry for your breakup, Jay. Hope we make a good rebound.
In honor of your future BFF, That Guy, I shall dub thee … “Cutle Buddy.”
Hey Jay, you’ve got a lot of disappointing to do, so keep a clear head, and get to work.
Hey Jay, try not to cry when looking at the WR depth chart.
What does the future hold for Kyle Orton?
As long as he doesn’t whine like Cutler, he’ll be a god in Denver.
Not much. Jay Cutler’s got hold — OF A LOT OF CRAP.
He’ll have to take burger duty because Rex has dibs on fries.
Traveling circus freak: The Bearded Lady.
Well, arena football is back next year, right?
Time for your Final Four predictions.
North Carolina over Connecticut.
UNC will seal the deal with its leading scorer Tyler Hansbrough.
Michigan State’s one shining moment comes when they’re polishing their weapons.
Based purely on talent, I’ve got UNC. Villanova girls eat too many cheese steaks.
Can’t get my fillanova of Villanova!
What could go wrong Friday when the Blackhawks face Nashville?
Nuclear holocaust.
Nashville could get the gold mine while Chicago gets the shaft.
Country/western vibe + toothless fans + national anthem = Jessica Simpson.
My spray tan might fade, my hair wax could clump … these worries never leave me.
Not a thing. Friday, the Predators become the prey.
How will you celebrate the Fire’s home opener Sunday?
I’ll juggle my soccer balls.
Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again.
Sorry, I only have enough soccer love for the Red Stars.
I usually run naked down Clark draped in an American flag. Gets me fired up.
By hoping they put it out before the Red Stars start! Go Carli Lloyd.
