Look What Just Arrived!

That's our illustrious quarterback on the cover of GQ magazine. And yes, that's my rumpled bed the magazine is on (but don't worry Dirty Boy, I don't love him that way).

Anybody out there from upstate New York? Anybody want to make a poem-bet on the outcome of tomorrow's game? You could probably go ahead and just start writing now.

Don't forget to read the post below and play my contest game. Later, I'll tell you about the miraculous and spontaneous thing Johnny did yesterday...