"The game never needs you because there's always someone else to come and take your place. But right now, I need the game. I need to prove to myself that I can be successful at something. I know I'm going to be successful as a football player. I don't know why. The odds say 'No.' I'm 36 and I haven't played in four years. But I just know." - Tiki Barber*
Here's a piece of advice, Tiki, take the tube socks out of your ass, and stick them in that fat fuckin trap of yours! You don't need the game, you need the money, pal!!! Who the fuck do you think you're fooling!?! I will guarantee everyone right now that if Barber makes a team, he will not get more than 25 carries the entire season. I don't care if his legs are fresh, or if he's in great fuckin shape! The jerkoff is 36 years old, and has been out of the game for too long. Who does this guy think he is?! The Lord of the Fuckin Rings!? More like the Lord of the Losers if you ask me!!! Unfuckinbelievable, folks! I'm not trying to be a prick, but is this guy delusional or what? Whatever, what the fuck do I know?!? I'm the same guy who orders a hot dog, drops the frankfurter down my pants, and only eats the bun!!!! What a sicko!?! Prick Cabin is back from a wild weekend in the Windy City, and Uncle PMAC feels like an absolute soup fuckin sandwich!!! Stay tuned!