Promises, promises...

So, my sister is always making these ridiculous promises, and I just wanted to state for the record that one has finally come back to bite her in the ass. A couple of years ago, in the UM/osu game, John Navarre was giving one of his patented less than mediocre performances... the kind that earned him the nickname "Box of Rocks" around here. And then... it happened. Jess actually uttered the words, "If John Navarre ever starts a game in the NFL, I will eat my shoe."

We all laughed. Preposterous? Indeed. Was Jess safe from having to deliver on said bet? Guaranteed. Think of the chain of events that would have to transpire! John Navarre getting drafted? NO way. And, if even by some outside miracle he made it onto an NFL team, he'd have to actually play "well" enough not to get cut in the pre-season, and then actually work his way up the depth chart. It couldn't possibly happen. Or could it??

Well, friends, the day has arrived. This Sunday, John Navarre is starting for the Cardinals against the Lions. He's somehow battled his way past football legends such as Josh McCown and Shaun King. I don't know how he did it, but he is to be congratulated.

Get ready, Jess. The only thing on Sunday's menu is your shoe. And we're all taking pictures.

-ry