Mike McDaniel Does Not Give A Single Fuck About How Cold It Is Going To Be In Buffalo On Saturday

Okay, wearing a shirt that says you wish it was colder doesn't absolve you from giving zero fucks or even less fucks than usual about the weather, nor does a random cliche quote to reporters. But at least it's sending a message that you don't care about how high the mercury rises in a thermometer. Same goes for when offensive linemen don't wear sleeves during a game that is balls shrinking cold (It's an industry term).

None of that matters however, because I am not worried about how much Mike McDaniel cares about the weather in Buffalo. Someone casually dancing to YG with their pant legs rolled up around full grown supermen is colder than any winter weather near Lake Erie. Especially someone that grew up in Denver with double hoops in his ears.

Does this look like the face of someone worried about a little snow in Buffalo?

HOWEVAH, while it's nice to have the leader of your football team not give a damn about how cold it is where you are playing, the aforementioned superhumans that are actually going to be play and getting hit in that stinging cold matters a hell of a lot more. And let's just say, the Dolphins seemed to be concerned about handling the chilly temperatures in Los Angeles, California last week when it almost hit 50 degrees.

So yeah, weather may play a role in Saturday's massive AFC East matchup along with the home team's Super Bowl quality roster and the roughly 72,000 screaming lunatics that are going to be cheering on the home team and will have no concept of the cold, wind, or snow because they have been drinking for at least 24 hours straight heading into the game.

God I love cold weather football. Yes I said that partially so I could end the blog with America’s Gamehighlights from the 2007 NFC Championship Game where Tom Coughlin's face froze and Brett Favre's last pass as a Packer ended in Corey Webster's hand (sorry for the lack of trigger warning, Packers fans).