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By 06.15.11

Do not set yourself up for this.

Do not set yourself up for this.

I repeat, do NOT set yourself up for this.

That has been my form of self-diagnosed therapy for the past God knows how many weeks in relation to the black cloud of inactivity over the National Football League. It’s a topic I’ve attempted to avoid, and thanks to the recently completed NBA season (speaking of which, anybody see Game 7 last night?), I have been successful at to an extent. In the past, lies and false starts of its return have left more disappointment than Ralphie when he got that pink bunny suit instead of the Red Ryder BB Gun in A Christmas Story.

Now, there’s hope. Again. And here I am doing exactly what the first three sentences said not to.

Mike Freeman, of CBSSports.com, reported yesterday, and I quote, “One source with intimate knowledge of the discussions tells me negotiations are 80-85 percent complete. They’ve made such fast progress, I’m told, it’s catching many of the principals by surprise.” And the best quote of them all? “Some are now canceling vacations, believing an agreement will be reached within a matter of days.”

The remainder of the article continues to spread good vibes detailing such fairy talents of Roger Goodell, DeMaurice Smith, owners and players all taking each other on lunch dates. Such minor tidbits have laid the groundwork for the sudden turn of goodwill and the growing feeling that a decision will come sooner than later. I almost cried tears of joy typing that last sentence. This is almost better than watching Little Giants when the kid’s dad showed up out of nowhere and the child “miraculously” avoided every defensive player on the field to score the touchdown and, more importantly, run into his father’s outstretched arms. From that moment, you knew the Giants would win. And now, it’s not a matter of if a deal will get done, rather it’s when it will.

Not a moment too soon either. Word on the street is Chris Johnson may end up being a stunt double for Ace Hood, Chad Ochocino will swim with sharks in a sardine swimsuit and Phillip Rivers may turn into the real life version of Adam Sandler in The Longest Yard* if progress wasn’t made soon. But look at me, I’m doing it all over again. You’d think my fantasy football draft is tomorrow.

Do not set yourself up for this.

Do not set yourself up for this.

I repeat, do NOT set yourself up for this.

Repeating this is the only thing keeping me sane, sort of like what “3-2-1, 1-2-3” was for Carl Winslow. As Adam Schefter advises though, we all need to keep our cool. Because, while green pastures do appear to lie ahead, all it takes is one pissed off lawyer whose escort mistress gave him the clap to have this thing spiraling out of control again.

*You can’t tell me you can’t see Rivers getting drunk, running from the cops and going to jail to lead his team of inmates to victory over the guards. I don’t wish such on him, but if that rolled across the bottom line on SportsCenter one day, I wouldn’t be surprised in the least bit.


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