Mike Ditka, wearing a goofy pilgrim-style cap, was whining this morning about the quality of the annual Thanksgiving match-ups — due in large part to the inclusion of perennial chumpstains the Detroit Lions. Truth be told, I am perfectly happy with shitty Thanksgiving games. When I’m stuck in the boonies listening to a second cousin by marriage whose name I don’t remember yammering about the finer points of rebuilding the transmission on a ‘76 El Camino, I can sit in rapt attention to just about any crap game. Save the marquee games on Sunday afternoons.

Speaking of marquee, the Jets and Titans headline today’s early offerings. Just when I thought ESPN couldn’t get any gayer for Brett Favre, I saw Greg Garber soliciting accounts of Brett Favre slapping the asses of unwitting teammates and coaches. Now Berman is sooooo jealous of Nick Mangold. After that brutal piece, I am praying for a monster game from the Titan’s front four.