So, NHL training camp = four days long. The rest is pre-season games until October 7. So there ya go. Four days of training. You should be good for the year now. Go have fun. Don't get too hurt.
Sportsmanship: DeAngelo Hall doesn't haz it. So, immediately after getting torched for 497 yards, you call an opposing quarterback unimpressive and say that he was clearly rattled, and after personally giving up 114 yards and a touchdown to a team's number TWO receiver, you say the team's number ONE guy (better numbers, played hurt, kicked your guys' tails) really didn't impress you. Yeah, okay.
And, heading into week three, left tackle Duane Brown is suddenly suspended? For unknowingly putting something illegal in his body? I have a...well, you know.
Unrelated (or is it???): AGONY! (What? Something for the ladies who hate it when I talk sports)
Finally, required viewing: It's 1978. You're twelve years old. You've just seen the movie JAWS. What do you do? Gather up your friends and make your OWN shark attack movie! This is amazing. It's ten minutes of a homemade shark and stock footage attacking junior high kids. And who doesn't want to see that?
No, seriously. I'm impressed. Very creative, and very "who gives a darn if we don't know what we're doing?" Here, I'll post it here so you don't even have to leave blogger. Ladies and gentlemen, "Shark":