It Turns Out Jason Peters Scared Jake Elliott Straight Into Making The 61-Yard FG

“No more misses. Bro.” No shit Elliot nailed the FG. If you think this was a friendly exchange between teammates, think again. When you stand at 5-foot-9, 170-pounds and a 6-foot-4, 328 pounds beast more than man tells you what to do, you abide or die trying. That just doesn’t include on the field. If Jason Peters pulls an Animal House, struts up to you and your woman and asks “Do you mind if I dance with your date?”, you don’t mind. You don’t mind one bit. In fact, you chalk up the relationship as a loss and consider her a sacrifice to the greater good. Because in no way, shape, or form do you take a stand against Jason Peters unless you’d like your soul eaten alive. Especially on the gridiron.

On a lighter, non-life threatening note, here’s Wentz mic’d up throughout the entire Giants game:

Dang it! Shucks! Fiddlesticks! Usually you can’t trust a man who doesn’t curse, unless of course it’s more than a man. It’s a Ginger Jesus. Also, Wentz and Elliot “Worked It Out” over the gamecheck. That’s swell.

Annnndddd here’s 0-3 Bengals coach Marvin Lewis throwing shade on his 5th-round pick Jake Elliot (even though he’s not wrong).

Feed me the Chargers with some Sierra Nevadas on the side. BOLT DOWN.