Our Lives Suck Without You

Thats right. You thought correctly. This post is a Kelly Clarkson inspired English Ode to Kenny Phillips. Enjoy:

Kenny Phillips - free safety - we miss you,
Our defense lacks spark, speed, vision,
Your replacements - Michael Johnson, CC Brown - have no clue,
Lost in schemes, they let receivers roam our secondary with precision.

Remember your performance against the Cowboys,
Two picks energized the squad, sealed victory,
Curse Patellofemeral Arthritos,
Without your leadership our secondary lacks poise,
Without your tackling our defense can't pin,
Anyone back. Ever. A tremendous loss.



For reals. We should all hope that Kenny Phillips gets back. The guy has more talent than octomom has kids and he's capable of delivering championships to New York. With luck, the guy returns, makes millions, takes care of business on the field and is able to provide his family with everything they want. Sadly his prognosis is uncertain. Phillips, his agent, and the Giants , are all optimistic; however, prominent arthropedic surgeons have noted have expressed doubt about recovery from a potentially degenerative condition. If Kenny does return to the GGGGG-Men, remember, you can count on WLBT (WeLikeBaseballToo) for the best celebratory haiku's this side o the Pacific. Yeah I said, celebratory haikus, I said it from a computer in Midtown I said it.

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