There’s no way to keep track of how many hours I put into making these picks each week, from watching just about every game played across the league to digging through endless piles of statistics to spending energy on making bad jokes full of snark, writing this picks column is truly a labor of love. Yet it hasn’t loved me back this year, as evidenced by my abysmal 35-53-4 record. It is straight-up difficult to be that bad, and I’ve now essentially turned into the mid-20s former high school football player who still wears his varsity jacket and tells people how good he used to be. I used to be able to successfully make NFL picks! Really, I was good! I’ll show you an old tape of how good I was!
Alas, I’m apparently not very good anymore, but I may have passed the power on to my wife, who in this column will be known only as Sweet D. She is a first grade teacher who hardly watches any football at all, but she’s good at this "
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