I was close, Bill Belichick. I was thissss close to spending an entire NFL season free of Tebowmania, or Tebow Time, or whatever fucking brand stamp ESPN decides to put on all its coverage of the Jesusback. I was really looking forward to it, too. I was gonna watch every game safe in the knowledge that Tim Tebow and the atmospheric layers of heavenly bullshit surrounding him would be off somewhere in Canada or Australia. I was gonna watch the NFL knowing that, somewhere in Munich, Tim Tebow of the Bayern Blitzkrieg was throwing behind Dieter and Eckhart on their crossing patterns. I was gonna be happy.
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