Now that the Super Bowl chest pounding at Barstool has abated to a slightly-more-quiet roar, I can’t help but wonder- Imagine what Barstool Sports would be if Dave Portnoy grew up in Denver, CO?
Just some middle-aged guy standing on a street corner, screaming at the top of his lungs to no one in particular about how disrespected the Nuggets are treated by the media before grabbing an Uber home to his parents’ basement to take “monster hits” by himself and then type furiously about Case Keenum’s QBR rating and the Rockies in spring training.
But that didn’t happen, did it?
Instead, this sonofabitch is taking a private jet home from Super Bowl jail, has attended more parades than PT fucking Barnum, AND I am gainfully employed.
Goes to show… You can be as confident, motivated, and hard-working as anyone else on earth, but sometimes you also need to be in the right place at the right time.
Congrats (again) to the city of Boston. My family thanks both you and Dave for the paycheck.
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