I may have spent the last ten minutes of the Dallas/Philly game (neither team I particularly give a damn about) crouched next to the back speaker listening to such gems from the crowd as:
"Romo's a homo!"
"Folk's mom sucks cock!"
"I know where you sleep, Folk!"
"Why don't you go play soccer for England, you Communist!" (This is being appropriated as my official football tag for great justice.)
I laughed so hard I may have sprained something, but it amazed me that the players just laughed and waved. T.O. especially. That man is classy. And crazy Philly fans better back off of Folk. I'm a bit fond of him. Between this and my Packers winning in a gloriously dramatic finish, this has shaped up to be a very good football day. The only dark spot being the Colts loss to those bastard Patriots. Now their perfect record is no more, but I still love you, Peyton! And have a dirty craving for Peyton Manning/Tom Brady porn. Why must my slashy mind get into everything?
In conclusion:
Manning the Lesser is still the prettiest.