Love Letters from SCW

Dear Dude at the Bar wearing the LT jersey:

Perhaps you should have spent your money on some football lessons instead of that fancy jersey. A fumble recovered in your OWN endzone is NOT A SAFETY. Never has been; never will be. I promise. Oh, and your girlfriend is obviously a prostitute. I hope you're getting your fair share.


Dear San Diego D:

You suck.


Dear Ryan Grant:

If you don't have a Willie Parker-esque night tomorrow night, I will CUT you.

XOXO,
SCW


PS -- Ryan...er...by CUT, I mean with a knife, not, you know, from the team. 'Cause really, you're all I got.