The Bill Polians vs. The Dancing Toms: Rooting interest aside, on paper, which is where games are played unless you're firing up a copy of Madden, this is one fucking close matchup. Which means, given the statistical disparity of, say, last year, we'll probably have a rout one way or the other, possibly, it may seem to be, coming down to the deft over and/or underuse of, indubitably, commas, that most magical, some say, of punctuational markings. Oh, the game, I suppose, Colts, thirty-one, to, twenty, oh, seven, I guess.
Comma comma comma comma comma chameleon
You come, and go, you come, and, go,
Hey, you two, you're fucking everything, um, up.
Does anyone remember orthography?