Horrid media tour appearances notwithstanding, Rex Ryan seems to be doing well with his new book. It’s holding its own on Amazon and is getting generally positive reviews. I won’t be able to enjoy it until the Japanese version comes out, then my masseuse can read it to me. Kiko gets so confused with all of the football jargon, but she really makes a go of it. Askews pleese. Wat ees kawterback? She tries so hard.

Anyway, there’s an anecdote in the book about Ryan’s arrival at the Jets’ practice facility in 2009, and I should just let the Examiner take it from here:

“The head coach’s office in the Atlantic Health Jets Training Center has this floor to ceiling window that looks out over the rest of the offices and cubicles. But when I arrived, the windows were all painted over.

I believe the people working there, the assistant coaches, the players, everybody should be able to look in and see the head coach; but for whatever reason, Mangini had them covered. I don’t know exactly why because I never asked him. I want my players and coaches to know they are welcome to come up to me at any time. I want them to see me and feel comfortable. Not only is the door open, the windows are open. I’m an open book for those guys.”

The windows are open, which also means that Ryan can see his players and assistants as well. No jelly donut is safe in the Jets’ facility now. Img.

I, PUNTE, AM DOING TOMORROW’S MAILBAG, so get those questions in as soon as you can. You beautiful people know the drill: one fantasy football question and one sex question. Jeez, why am I even spelling this out? Especially after saying “You guys know the drill?” Can I make this mail call any more redundant? More redundant?

Instead of blacklisting certain questions, here are a few topics I would like questions on: early relationship dating, mid-relationship dating (like the Hey we’ve been together for a year but what the hell do we do now? variety) and anything interracial. Do not let me down on the interracial, people. Email either kissingSuzyKolber-at-gmail or MondayMorningPunter-at-gmail. The f*ck doctor is in.

So the Green Bay Packers have announced that they will retire Brett Favre’s No. 4, but that “it’s probably going to take a few years.” Oh, great. Just what we needed: ANOTHER Favre saga to drag out from season to season.

I don’t mean to sound morbid, but I’m ready for Favre to be ruthlessly murdered in the street and to have his entrails decorating downtown Hattiesburg like crappy Christmas lights. Aaron Rodgers had one of the best seasons ever for a quarterback and we’re still talking about this guy. I take umbrage with that. Serious umbrage.

Jenn Sterger is back in the news after she gave an exclusive interview to ABC’s “Good Morning America.” I don’t really think it’s fair to call it an “exclusive” when only one media outlet seems to care, but since NBC and CBS have megadeals with the NFL, one could make an argument as to whether that’s actually the case (actually, so does ABC, since Disney owns ESPN. Forget I said that).

Sterger looks hot here. And sad, which is my favorite kind of hot. I’m sure George Stephanopoulos just put an arm over her shoulder after the interview and said, “Hey baby, everything’s gonna be alright.” Bow chicka wow-owwww.

That isn’t to say that I’m not sympathetic, but Sterger dug her own grave in my opinion. She claims that she never met Brett Favre (which I believe) and that she wasn’t looking for money (which I don’t). A smear campaign backfired in her face and now she’s basically unhireable. Who would have thought that mishandling privileged information would have been such a prerequisite for journalism?

[Deadspin/ABC News.]

OBVIOUSLY HE DIDN’T BET ON BLACK. Kansas City Chiefs linebacker Mike Vrabel was arrested over an errant bar tab in an Indiana casino yesterday. Apparently Vrabel “was observed by an enforcement agent taking bottles of alcohol from a deli without paying for them.” And that’s a felony in Indiana. Apparently items of value exist there. The charges are expected to be dismissed as the state of Indiana joins the NFL in locking out players indefinitely. One state down, 49 to go.

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The physical defensive back for the Indianapolis Colts was released today. Only twice did Sanders manage to play in more than six games in a season, as the greatest victim of his punishing hits from the secondary was arguably himself. Sanders managed to get halfway through his five-year, $37-million contract, making him perhaps the highest-paid-per-play NFLer in history.

Hopefully Sanders can clean out his locker without tearing a rotator cuff.

Cleveland Browns quarterback Colt McCoy just signed a deal to write a book about God. Hey, wait a second there, Coltaroo. We already have a Jesus freak under center in the NFL, and his name is Tim Tebow. Oh, but Colty Colt is raising the bar and writing the book with his daddy. Aw, how sweet. I guess he couldn’t find the cheerleader that did all of his homework at Texas to write the book for him. Still, it’s a rather fascinating development, especially when you consider that nobody in Cleveland knows how to read.

[The Plain Dealer]

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Congrats to our winners and thanks to everyone that participated.

THE WHAT TO THE WHAT? Michael Vick was awarded the key to the city in Dallas. Mayor Pro Tem Dwaine Caraway bestowed the honor, because that’s what you do for a guy that’s gone 18 months without killing animals for sport. Not to beat a dead hound here, but is Vick really “key to the city” material? He may be that in Texas, where blasting people trying to rob your neighbor’s house is totally cool and Dubya can win 69 percent of the vote. I mean, how long can we keep Vick at arm’s length from society? And why stop with a key? Can’t we at least make him the ambassador to Egypt?