I’ve come down with the weekend-long change of weather sickness, which blows raccoons. But at least it gives me a free pass to do nothing but take in the entirety of the Sunday slate. What do we have in store in the early games? Marveling at the Old Bay bitches in their Unitas jerseys let out a good Bawlmer bawl as the Ravens drop one to the Indianapolis Irsays. Maybe the Texans countering the Dolphins with a Wildcat formation of their own? Anything to kep the ball out of Sage’s hands. Kyle Orton and Matt Ryan squaring off in a semi-consequential game? Wow, I need to go lay back down.

Of course, what’s a sickly Lazy Sunday without ice cream sammies and Internet pr0n? No Lazy Sunday at all, that’s what.