Editors Note: This article was supposed to be posted on the Falcoholic blog during the day of April foolery, but apparently, they “forgot it.” How convenient. No... I have it on good authority that it was just too much for them to handle. It was just too scathing... too hot. The flames would have literally sent their entire populace flocking to the Atlanta area burn units, and they just couldn’t put their fans through that. No. Not again. Bless em.
Today on this glorious Easter Sunday, I thought it would be a perfect time to talk about Cam Newton, our franchise savior that rose us from the dead of a 2-14 year piloted by the likes of Jimmy Clausen, Tony Pike, Matt Moore, and Brian St.