It's July, the slowest month of the year for the NFL, and it's driving you nuts. You need a fix. A hit. Anything NFL to pull you through the dog days. FanHouse is here to help with an in-depth look at each division that should have you plenty prepared for training camp. We're calling it the Summer Scramble, and today we examine some of the AFC East's burning questions -- and make a ridiculously early prediction of how the division will finish.
When a video goes "viral" it circulates wildly around the internet. And today's special is DJ Steve Porter's remix of a slew of different sports rants. Via Kissing Suzy Kolber, it basically hinges on Allen Iverson's "Practice" rant while mixing in Jim Mora's "Playoffs!" freak, slicing some Terrell Owens into the fold and even including a little Mike Gundy and Joe Namath, although not together. It's freaking beautiful, too, people. Holy meme.
NEW YORK – All these years later, Joe Namath's scripted line still seems so naughty: "I'm so excited, I'm gonna get creamed," Namath says seconds before the feather-haired, mostly unknown starlet begins to suggestively caress his chin with shaving balm.
"Let Noxzema cream your face so the razor won't," coos Farrah Fawcett. "You've got a great pair of hands," Namath tells her, before ending the television commercial with a sly grin.
This may not be indicative of a larger house-cleaning trend, but the Ravens have released three-time Pro Bowler Chris McAlister. The oft-injured cornerback's departure frees up $8 million in salary-cap space, which could be used to find his replacement. Or if Ray Lewis has any say in the matter, to pay him.
Not long ago, McAlister was considered one of the NFL's most physical corners, often matched up against opponents' best receivers. He has 26 picks and 89 passes defended in his 10-year career, although he last played a full 16-game schedule in 2006.
It's simple, really: Joe Namath wants some answers. The only man to lead the Jets to a Super Bowl victory has already grown tired of the "Who will replace Brett Favre?!" discussions. Certainly, the front office has a plan (a plan, apparently, that in no way includesMichael Vick), but they just haven't been very forthcoming with it in the days since Favre "retired."
Which brings us back to Joe Willie. In an interview with the Daily News, Namath stated his case:
The Jets offense is not very good. Sure, they hung 56 points on the Cardinals earlier this year, but in back-to-back weeks, they have lost to the Raiders and should've lost to the Chiefs.
Things were so bad yesterday that Jets fans booed Favre, which, if we're being honest, was about a month overdue. Even the famous supporters got in on the act.
New York has been abuzz of late about a proposed hockey game at Yankee Stadium before the great old ballpark closes its doors. The idea of a Ranger game outdoors on New Year's Day is a great one and I hope to see it happen but the powers that be shouldn't stop there. The Jets should play a game at Shea Stadium before that park gives way to Citi Field. The Jets called the stadium home from 1964-1983 when lease issues sent them to the asphalt paradise that is the Meadowlands. It's where they won the game that sent them to Super Bowl III, then and now the greatest moment in franchise history. It's the place where the team moved when they were sold by perenially bankrupt Harry Wismer and became something more than a laughingstock. It's also where they resumed being a laughingstock, of course, but let's focus on the good times.
More than anything else, though, it's where Joe Namath became one of football's most enduring icons. It's where his white shoes got covered in mud, where his knees got hurt and where New York fell in love with him. The Mets hold the marker for history in Shea which is a baseball stadium first and foremost but Namath's exploits are among the finest hours of the old yard and deserve to be remembered before it goes away.
"Eli (Manning) and the Giants can do it, I'm telling you," the quarterback of the 1968 New York Jets told Newsday columnist Shaun Powell. ..."I've got nothing against New England ... But this will be the first time I'll be pulling for an NFC team. I like what I've seen from Eli and the Giants."
So there you have it. In addition to the trash talk courtesy of Osi Umenyiora and Plaxico Burress, now old-timer Joe Namath has gotten in on the action. This is sure to make Rodney Harrison very, very upset. Obviously, someone was interested in Broadway Joe's thoughts on Sunday's game because his 1969 Jets beat the Colts in what was arguably the biggest upset in NFL history.
That he would take the underdogs, especially a New York team that no one really believes in outside of the city, isn't all that surprising. Still, that won't stop the Patriots from adding it to the bulletin board. Way to go, Joe.
Between the Morgan Fairchild knockoff lip-synching to what sounds like Louis Armstrong and Namath rubbing shaving cream all over his mug in dark velour-walled bathroom, it's all a bit weird. But hey, welcome to the '70s, I guess.
In a once in a lifetime confluence of Brokeback Mountain and drunken Suzy Kolber-related humor, reports have surfaced that Jake Gyllenhaal is going to play Joe Namath in a biopic about the famed womanizing, fur coat wearing, Super Bowl guaranteeing Jets quarterback. This has been rumored for a while, see FanHouser Dan Benton's take from this summer, but it appears that once the screenwriter strike is history a script will be penned and produced by Universal Pictures.
After seeing Jarhead, I don't doubt that Gyllenhaal has the physicality for the role but neither that film nor the more rest of his catalog have me convinced that he's got the charisma, nor the carpet of chest hair, necessary to knock the part out of the park. Namath is such a magnetic and well-known figure that you need someone who is going to own the screen and inhabit the character to its fullest limit, a la Jamie Foxx in Ray. Otherwise you could end up with John Goodman in The Babe. Good actor, disastrous movie.
Since they are going with Gyllenhaal, I'd imagine the movie would end before covering the moment that sent Namath to Alcoholics Anonymous and birthed one of the finest blogs we've ever known. Just so long as it doesn't gloss over his pantyhose commercial. That's Oscar material.
NEW YORK – All these years later, Joe Namath's scripted line still seems so naughty: "I'm so excited, I'm gonna get creamed," Namath says seconds before the feather-haired, mostly unknown starlet begins to suggestively caress his chin with shaving balm.
This may not be indicative of a larger house-cleaning trend, but the Ravens have released three-time Pro Bowler Chris McAlister. The oft-injured cornerback's departure frees up $8 million in salary-cap space, which could be used to find his replacement. Or if Ray Lewis has any say in the matter, to pay him. 
It's simple, really: Joe Namath wants some answers. The only man to lead the Jets to a Super Bowl victory has already grown tired of the "Who will replace Brett Favre?!" discussions. Certainly, the front office has a plan (a plan, apparently, that in no way includes Michael Vick), but they just haven't been very forthcoming with it in the days since Favre "retired." 
New York has been abuzz of late about a proposed hockey game at Yankee Stadium before the great old ballpark closes its doors. The idea of a Ranger game outdoors on New Year's Day is a great one and I hope to see it happen but the powers that be shouldn't stop there. The Jets should play a game at Shea Stadium before that park gives way to Citi Field. 
