Sports bloggers are routinely ridiculed online. And I get it. We are sexual whirling dervishes with opinions on the local team’s special teams coach. We’re easy-money pickings for the likes of Joe Average Sports Fan, who, it must be said, would never be cool enough to subscribe to Meet at Midfield.

Let the record show, I am playing through injury this week despite the jokes. I am writing this between trips to the bathroom to vomit like I spent last night drinking Tito’s Handmade Vodka.

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