Patriots are going out a day early. Honestly I've never understood why teams don't do that anyways when they're going to Denver to get better acclimated to the altitude.I'm curious what the Patriots travel plans are, and whether they are being impacted by the expected weather out east. Is their any anticipated effect on their practice schedule?
In reality, for athletic performance, it takes weeks to acclimate to high altitude.Patriots are going out a day early. Honestly I've never understood why teams don't do that anyways when they're going to Denver to get better acclimated to the altitude.I'm curious what the Patriots travel plans are, and whether they are being impacted by the expected weather out east. Is their any anticipated effect on their practice schedule?
You cannot acclimate that fast, not at all.Patriots are going out a day early. Honestly I've never understood why teams don't do that anyways when they're going to Denver to get better acclimated to the altitude.I'm curious what the Patriots travel plans are, and whether they are being impacted by the expected weather out east. Is their any anticipated effect on their practice schedule?
You know what? I'm getting real sick of all your ####, /r/nfl. "Oooh, I really want Peyton Manning to have a storybook ending to his career." "Uh oh, looks like I'm cheering for the Rest-of-America Not-the-Patriots again this year." "They can't keep getting away with it!" You know what, /r/nfl. Go tuck yourselves in, because I'm about to tear into your quivering #######s here.
Every year, we have to put up with wave after wave of bull#### about how awful all our success is. How having the greatest QB ever makes us vile scum, and how by even being a fan, we are on par ethically with the Galactic Empire and Count Dracula. Well, guess what? You want us to be evil? You want us to be the villain? #### it, we'll be evil - we'll be your villain. Just remember two ####### things. You made us this way, and second, this isn't fantasy - this is the grim dark reality of every day life.
You want Peyton to have a storybook finale? Guess what - his stroybook is a ####### Shakespearean tragedy. " Chicken Parm, I've come undone " It's a grim bloody fable, with an unhappy bloody ending. A sad old man, past his prime, being undone once again by the younger, smarter, handsomer, stronger man that outdoes him in everything, as he always has. And his sad, pick-6 riddled performance will be the thing everyone remembers him for.
Then, you'll wake up on Monday morning. You'll get up to the annoying, awful buzz of your insufferable alarm clock, and still somehow manage to get to work and be 5 minutes late. Your irritating idiot of a boss will chide you for it, before you begin another miserable eight and a half hour day in your tedious, boring, ####ty job that you have no chance of escaping from for the rest of your life.
You'll look around you and watch as you grow older, your friends aging and dying, as you settle in your marriage, #### out a pair of irritating, mediocre children, and slave your way through the sad, used-sofa experience that is the American middle class. You'll watch friends and family members fail to hang on, falling to alcohol, drugs, and desperation. You'll witness the death of every childhood dream you ever had and held dear. All those hopes and goals you had for yourself, withering away on the ditch on the side of your dilapidated road of life.
You'll look around you as your drinking water becomes more polluted, your city infrastructure crumbles, your country in permanent decline. You'll realize that you're living in an unending nightmarish corporate dystopia, where every second of your life in controlled and structured just to keep you as a passive slave consumer. You'll wonder just what happened as President Trump is sworn in, and suddenly corporations have the right to own slaves and your social security is replaced with powerball lotteries. You'll cry a little when you're digital identity and financial history are now recorded by your DNA, making your ever-growing debts permanent and inescapable. You'll even struggle to remember the number of the barcode branded into the back of your skull.
Try to escape, by looking at the big picture, but that's where you'll come to realize that mankind is a failed and doomed species. You'll finally realize, too late, that the all the environmental damage to our planet is too severe, and that our existence is limited and finite. You'll realize that your dreams of Star Trek and space travel will never come to pass. You'll watch the planet slowly transform into a Mad Max/Cormac McCarthy hellscape, as wildlife dies out, plants and trees wither away, and biker gangs murdering for fuel and food are the only remaining institutions.
. . . I'm not done! You'll finally recognize that humanity is trapped on a bleak, dying planet, in a vast, cold, uncaring cosmos. A universe that doesn't care about you, and never wanted you in the first place. Alone in an empty, desolate universe. No aliens or wonder, just cold mechanical movements of atoms, and one irritating error resulting in intelligent life - a mistake that will quickly auto-correct itself out of existence. And even that harsh reality is made more miserable by the fact that everything everywhere is expanding towards an unstoppable heat death, from which there can be no escape - simply the end of all things, even time, forever.
On Monday morning, as you travel to your insufferable work, with these toxic thoughts weighing heavily on your mind, you'll suddenly realize that the worst part - of all of it - of everything I just said - is that the New England Patriots are going back to the Super Bowl. This isn't your Disney fairy tale, this is the grim inescapable reality of your bleak and horrible existence.
When asked about what the future would be like, George Orwell responded, "Imagine a boot, smashing in a man's face, forever." The boot smashing in the faces forever? It's Tom Brady's Ugg. We're on to Super Bowl 50.
I saw this yesterday myself. All I could think of was JIslander!Run It Up said:If you're anything like me, and I hope you aren't, you spend a lot of time in the trash talk threads on /r/nfl.
Sometimes you come across a post you wish everyone had seen, this is that post.
You know what? I'm getting real sick of all your ####, /r/nfl. "Oooh, I really want Peyton Manning to have a storybook ending to his career." "Uh oh, looks like I'm cheering for the Rest-of-America Not-the-Patriots again this year." "They can't keep getting away with it!" You know what, /r/nfl. Go tuck yourselves in, because I'm about to tear into your quivering #######s here.
Every year, we have to put up with wave after wave of bull#### about how awful all our success is. How having the greatest QB ever makes us vile scum, and how by even being a fan, we are on par ethically with the Galactic Empire and Count Dracula. Well, guess what? You want us to be evil? You want us to be the villain? #### it, we'll be evil - we'll be your villain. Just remember two ####### things. You made us this way, and second, this isn't fantasy - this is the grim dark reality of every day life.
You want Peyton to have a storybook finale? Guess what - his stroybook is a ####### Shakespearean tragedy. " Chicken Parm, I've come undone " It's a grim bloody fable, with an unhappy bloody ending. A sad old man, past his prime, being undone once again by the younger, smarter, handsomer, stronger man that outdoes him in everything, as he always has. And his sad, pick-6 riddled performance will be the thing everyone remembers him for.
Then, you'll wake up on Monday morning. You'll get up to the annoying, awful buzz of your insufferable alarm clock, and still somehow manage to get to work and be 5 minutes late. Your irritating idiot of a boss will chide you for it, before you begin another miserable eight and a half hour day in your tedious, boring, ####ty job that you have no chance of escaping from for the rest of your life.
You'll look around you and watch as you grow older, your friends aging and dying, as you settle in your marriage, #### out a pair of irritating, mediocre children, and slave your way through the sad, used-sofa experience that is the American middle class. You'll watch friends and family members fail to hang on, falling to alcohol, drugs, and desperation. You'll witness the death of every childhood dream you ever had and held dear. All those hopes and goals you had for yourself, withering away on the ditch on the side of your dilapidated road of life.
You'll look around you as your drinking water becomes more polluted, your city infrastructure crumbles, your country in permanent decline. You'll realize that you're living in an unending nightmarish corporate dystopia, where every second of your life in controlled and structured just to keep you as a passive slave consumer. You'll wonder just what happened as President Trump is sworn in, and suddenly corporations have the right to own slaves and your social security is replaced with powerball lotteries. You'll cry a little when you're digital identity and financial history are now recorded by your DNA, making your ever-growing debts permanent and inescapable. You'll even struggle to remember the number of the barcode branded into the back of your skull.
Try to escape, by looking at the big picture, but that's where you'll come to realize that mankind is a failed and doomed species. You'll finally realize, too late, that the all the environmental damage to our planet is too severe, and that our existence is limited and finite. You'll realize that your dreams of Star Trek and space travel will never come to pass. You'll watch the planet slowly transform into a Mad Max/Cormac McCarthy hellscape, as wildlife dies out, plants and trees wither away, and biker gangs murdering for fuel and food are the only remaining institutions.
. . . I'm not done! You'll finally recognize that humanity is trapped on a bleak, dying planet, in a vast, cold, uncaring cosmos. A universe that doesn't care about you, and never wanted you in the first place. Alone in an empty, desolate universe. No aliens or wonder, just cold mechanical movements of atoms, and one irritating error resulting in intelligent life - a mistake that will quickly auto-correct itself out of existence. And even that harsh reality is made more miserable by the fact that everything everywhere is expanding towards an unstoppable heat death, from which there can be no escape - simply the end of all things, even time, forever.
On Monday morning, as you travel to your insufferable work, with these toxic thoughts weighing heavily on your mind, you'll suddenly realize that the worst part - of all of it - of everything I just said - is that the New England Patriots are going back to the Super Bowl. This isn't your Disney fairy tale, this is the grim inescapable reality of your bleak and horrible existence.
When asked about what the future would be like, George Orwell responded, "Imagine a boot, smashing in a man's face, forever." The boot smashing in the faces forever? It's Tom Brady's Ugg. We're on to Super Bowl 50.
 All Bronco playoff tickets this year were e-tickets - no paper tickets were printed.I heard that a number of Patriots fans have had to sell thier game tickets since they are having travel difficulties. I wondered about that. How can thier tickets get to Denver and them not, are NFL tickets now e-tickets, or did I just listen to an uninformed drunk?
I'm a dinosaur.u can eticket, and there are other ways as well.
???All Bronco playoff tickets this year were e-tickets - no paper tickets were printed.I heard that a number of Patriots fans have had to sell thier game tickets since they are having travel difficulties. I wondered about that. How can thier tickets get to Denver and them not, are NFL tickets now e-tickets, or did I just listen to an uninformed drunk?
Despite all of my Patriot trolling, I do respect the hell out of your guys team. I am ashamed to admit that I sold my tickets to today's game to a Patriot fan. I just started a new job and can't take time off to fly into Denver, so I sold them to an old friend who happens to be a big Pats fan. He is already in Denver, and will be going to the game with a Jets fan.
I wish for full health for both teams, and a fairly officiated game. I'm not gonna wish lick because I think we need it more, but good health!
 Stupid fat fingers. I'm gonna leave it like that though b/c I'm not wishing you lick either.???All Bronco playoff tickets this year were e-tickets - no paper tickets were printed.Despite all of my Patriot trolling, I do respect the hell out of your guys team. I am ashamed to admit that I sold my tickets to today's game to a Patriot fan. I just started a new job and can't take time off to fly into Denver, so I sold them to an old friend who happens to be a big Pats fan. He is already in Denver, and will be going to the game with a Jets fan.I heard that a number of Patriots fans have had to sell thier game tickets since they are having travel difficulties. I wondered about that. How can thier tickets get to Denver and them not, are NFL tickets now e-tickets, or did I just listen to an uninformed drunk?
I wish for full health for both teams, and a fairly officiated game. I'm not gonna wish lick because I think we need it more, but good health!![]()
Are you kidding. Go take a look at ATL, DET, SD, etc. Those are bad OLs.Idk what they do this offseasons with their oline. So bad, historically bad.
Not his fault. Last weeks win gave everyone a false sense of hope. There o-line has been a sieve all year. Give credit to the denver defense. Thats what won the game for them.This was one of those games where you wonder how the #### McDaniels has a job.
Congratulations ####lord. Enjoy bragging about your consulation 2nd place finish?BusterTBronco said:Well, Pats fans, you talked a lot of trash before this game. You said your team was finally healthy and was 7 points better than the Broncos. I guess not.
huh?This was one of those games where you wonder how the #### McDaniels has a job.
Lol that saltShhhh.quiet in here...like a library.what happened??
Oh wait..NE cant win a road playoff game hqvent since '06 , because BB is NOT the greatest thing since sliced bread
Hmm
But we knew that already didnt we??
Pats are pretenders
.plain and simple.if they dont host the AFCC they do NOT win.period.
Overrated fluff.
Nothing to see here
 
 Can't wait to see you disappear and hide for a year once the Donkeys get crushed and embarrassed in yet another Super BowlBusterTBronco said:Broncos 2-0 vs the Pats this year. Sorry your horses ### of a team can't win at Mile High.Congratulations ####lord. Enjoy bragging about your consulation 2nd place finish?BusterTBronco said:Well, Pats fans, you talked a lot of trash before this game. You said your team was finally healthy and was 7 points better than the Broncos. I guess not.
 One of those games where you picture McDaniels staring at his playsheet like he's having a nightmare.This was one of those games where you wonder how the #### McDaniels has a job.
Love Bill, but if we kick all three times, we win.Brady was hit 20 times this game. The most this year by anyone in a game.
It was a carousel unit for sure, can't expect a ton of cohesion - but any would have been nice.
I give Denver all the credit their defense played an amazing game. But Belichicks decision to go for it down 8 with 7 to go and McDaniels play calling was terrible.
Your D line was one up on us, for sure and certain. I get the feeling you'd better dang well be ready in two weeks...Great game Pats. It felt like both teams were playing at championship caliber.
Tons of respect for your franchise.
Broncos isn't much better.Are you kidding. Go take a look at ATL, DET, SD, etc. Those are bad OLs.Idk what they do this offseasons with their oline. So bad, historically bad.
Injuries.not trying to troll but what happened?
from 10-0 then going 3-5?
Agreed.Injuries.not trying to troll but what happened?
from 10-0 then going 3-5?
This was a big issue...I would also add the O-line did not develop this year...traditionally the Pats have had a lot of success making their O-line better during the course of the season even with injuries...this year was different...as the season wore on there did not seem to be that improvement and that played a huge role in them not getting home-field as well as what went on in Denver...Injuries.not trying to troll but what happened?
from 10-0 then going 3-5?
My feeling is that our WR stable is good enough if the O-line is addressed. Right now, the line is well stocked with pretty good, young interior guys with Stork, Kline, Mason, Jackson, returning Wendell, even Andrews. They need lots of help at T, as once Solder went down, the edge protection was in shambles. Vollmer is good ( not great ) on the right side, but less effective on the left. Cannon / Fleming are not good enough for this type of offense.O-line has to be first area to be addressed followed closely by wr.