I'm not talking about THIS Sunday. I'm talking about next Sunday. And not the next Sunday we usually talk about. Not the next Sunday we mean when we say: "Lord, Ill go to church next Sunday if you can keep my wife/girlfriend from finding out about last night!" or "Next Sunday, I'm gonna pick better lottery numbers." or "I promise myself not to have a hangover next Sunday." This is a different next Sunday. By this time next Sunday, the NFL offseason will officially be over. Done with. Kaput. A wrap. Ancient history. All I can say is...Whoooo Hoooo! About time, huh? During this offseason, I have grown two beards and a moustache, and shaved them off. My daughter graduated first grade. I moved a thousand miles (and before next Sunday, I'll be packed up to move back again...). I hated T.O. and I loved T.O. I worried about the draft, cussed the draft, and then I rejoiced in the draft. Aaaaah, but next Sunday! Next Sunday, it's time for FOOTBALL! Pads, coaches screaming, blocking, tackling, news conferences, updates, depth charts, photos, player's interviews, human interest articles, etc. Are YOU ready for next Sunday?