Ah, autumn, the pumpkin spice latte of the football season. A time when it’s not too hot to watch the game in your favorite sweat pants, nor cold enough that the wife cranks the heat up to 85 (forcing you to drink three extra beers per quarter just to cool down!). Perfect papa pigskin time

Before we get to the pigskin prognosticating, we’re posting a Want Ad for a friend who may or may not go by the name of Eli. Wanted: NFL-quality wide receivers for an established professional football franchise in the greater New York area. Qualifications: Ability to run, preferably fast Ability to catch a football High School

Football, football time is here! Son, put down that phone and grab your dad a beer. Devices and Facebook are nice but now it’s time for kickoff and a brew, one as cold as ice. As we used to do in the old days, let’s huddle up in front of the old boob tube for

Week 4 is here and it’s going to be Dad-o-mite! The air is getting a little cooler, so let’s hope the equipment managers keep those balls properly inflated and we dads remember where we stashed those free Sports Illustrated subscription team sweatshirts we got back in ‘94. Like most dads, we pretty much know everything,