Just look at him:
Why would you ever doubt Mark Sanchez?
It’s Sanchez or it’s GTFO.
https://twitter.com/JennyVrentas/status/228581528043675648
Hey, football stuff is happening.
Not a lot of guys can pull off this hairstyle, but that won’t stop Tom Brady from trying.

It’d be easy to taunt the guy for it, but the photo’s from the Met Gala that he gets to go to for being a rich, handsome, awesome quarterback with a billion Super Bowl rings, alongside his beautiful Brazilian model wife. Man, I hate that Tom Brady.
Via Yin.
Whether any of this gets the Jets closer to the Super Bowl is another question entirely. Both Sanchez and Tebow are very nice people, much nicer than the cynical newspaper columnists who call them nice people.
Tebow doesn’t hurl his religion at anybody. He wouldn’t have mentioned, four times, “my Lord, Jesus Christ,” if reporters hadn’t pressed him on the issue. That’s what the media does – bring it up and then roll their eyes.
– Filip Bondy, N.Y. Daily News.
You said it, man. Watching Tim Tebow’s introductory news conference yesterday, all I could think was how weird the dynamic is, the strange tango: So many (not all, but many) reporters asking questions that seemed aimed to elicit a controversial response, and Tebow finding ways to answer them without undercutting Mark Sanchez or revealing his personal politics or doubting his new or old coaches or really saying anything at all except that he’s excited to be a Jet and that he’s a devout Christian.
And since Tebow danced through it like Fred Astaire, so smoothly and with such a broad smile, now we know he “handles the media well.”
Everyone involved has a job to do, I realize. I doubt many — if any — of the 250-some media at the event woke up thinking, “I can’t wait to do everything I can to make this 24-year-old aw-shucks folk-hero look stupid or inconsiderate or mean or foolishly righteous on his first day of his new job” or anything like that. Everyone needs to satisfy someone and most are competing for eyeballs somewhere. The beast is us.
Moreno, 24, was pulled over Feb. 1 while driving a Bentley at about 70 mph on Interstate 25 near Quincy Avenue and Union Avenue, according to a report by Denver television station KDVR-31. The posted speed limit in the area usually is 65 mph but is currently posted at 45 mph because it’s a construction zone.
Police gave Moreno a breath test and a field sobriety test and took the former Georgia star to a detox facility. He was charged with DUI, failing to have insurance and careless driving. He is scheduled to be arraigned March 2, court records state.
The personalized license plate on the car Moreno was driving read “SAUCED,” according to KDVR-31.
Yikes. If you’re playing at home: Knowshon Moreno was speeding through a construction zone while driving drunk in an uninsured Bentley convertible with a license plate that says “SAUCED.”
No joke I can make here is going to top the actual news there. Derek Jeter gives out post-coital giftbaskets to women he sleeps with. Dick Cheney shot a guy in the face. The man’s name is Weiner and he tweeted his penis.
Via Shutdown Corner, via Ted Burke.
The Sports Pickle does some good work putting together a gallery of embarrassing photos of Tom Brady. But I think most would probably argue that getting fed poolside by a bikini-clad supermodel is not technically embarrassing. And this one’s just weird. Tom Brady’s got your goat:

Via @Section518.
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They should sign Prince to a lifetime contract to play every halftime show forever. You said the past, so I’d say James Brown or the Beatles, but truth is the Super Bowl halftime show calls for a more arena-friendly aesthetic that Prince is perfect for. That’s not to say James Brown and the Beatles never could have or did play stadiums, only that Prince’s music has a certain towering awesomeness that lends itself to fireworks accompaniment.
The best I can come up with is an attempted sac bunt that’s accidentally popped into no-man’s land over the head of a charging infielder and goes for a base hit. Not exactly the same thing, but closest I can come up with.
Not even close for me. I don’t hate the Yankees as much as most Mets fans, but I also don’t really hate the Giants even a little. I’m ambivalent toward the Giants and I hate the Patriots, so the choice was easy.
Catsmeat is referring to this series of photos that Tom Brady for some reason posed for. And, of course, this classic. Plus maybe some of his UGG ads and a screengrab from that time he cried when considering how without football he might have been an insurance salesman.
But the answer is no. Hamels is the Internet’s clear leader* in embarrassing photos.
*- non-porn division.
This is a great day for Giants fans. And there’s a real obvious and important lesson about counting teams out when they’re losing a bunch of games in a row or getting trounced by the Redskins or just sort of floundering for long stretches of the regular season. But presumably you slept last night and are more fit than I am to draw those connections.
The important thing to all us long-suffering Jets and Mets fans too bleary-eyed to yet see this as evidence for patience and hope is that the Patriots lost. So hooray for that.