'NFL Honors' are more useless than a roll of toilet paper and a beef jerky stick from Shopko since they are unlikely to improve the unclean condition of the male receiving the award.
There isn't any 'winner man' leading the Denver Broncos or the New England Patriots. Women who dress worse than Karen Grassl and say 'I'm worth the wait' in Super Bowl adds are strumpets not saints, and just calling them ' the Tim McGraw type' is derogatory enough. It's better to hear a person say 'I'm a sinner that needs a plan to stop sinning' than hear recording industry trash spread audible falsehoods to lure another male idiot into Shani Twain lane.
Jamie Sharper can rebound faster than the typical politician or Shane David Hendriksom, the UW-LaCrosse streaker who hasn't aged as well as Don Granato.
It is better being in a decent bowling game with struggling athletes who aren't worshipping a paid minister and their money than working your way into Superbowl L where athletes get surrounded by Superbowl whores that are just as deranged and useless as Ray Romano and his fake twins.
It would take a 'good ass saint' like Yssachar to change the direction of professional sports if set into a commissioner role unexpectedly, and a good ass is better than a bad man who allows disgrace and evil rather than grace and purity from HVHY to abound in his domain. At least 2 asses got on the ark, and HVHY never said asses were unsuitable for good holy burden use.
It would be better to see my enemies repent than to see them get slaughtered. It might take the loss of billions to save millions, and Yehovah knows what 200 million to save.
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