Sez Me …
Here’s a guy who barely can feel his feet, but he feels for Philip Rivers.
Not sorry for him. He’s healthy, a great person with a huge, wonderful family, has had a fine career — without rings, true — and is a multimillionaire.
Sorry, “sorry” doesn’t fit here.
But I feel for him. His pain. His frustrations. He has been a soldier leading an inept army. Which of course is what The NFL Team That Used To Be Here — you know, the Judases — so often has been under Generalissimo Fredo and his lost battalion of dunces.