Something insidious is making Bernard Pollard's ladyparts itch.
Maybe it's normal.
He made it out of last week's AFC Championship game without seriously injuring anyone. He did twist up Rob Gronkowski's ankle, but the big fellah was able to return.
For Pollard, that must have been disappointing. He's ended the seasons of Tom Brady and Wes Welker in past years.
His skills as an on-field kneecap assassin must be in decline.
Which is why, presumably, he just said this:
Ah. No big deal. If I lost a nailbiter, I'd be bummed too.
But different people handle it differently. For example, take Ray Lewis after the Ravens loss:
That's a guy that has learned to watch his mouth with the press.
Pollard, on the other hand, seems pretty loose with his words. Here's what he said BEFORE the game versus the Patriots:
He sure don't play for no woman!
I have no idea what that means.
Here was what Tom Brady said about the Ravens before the AFC Championship game, by contrast:
Now, I'm not going to sit here and say that Bernard Pollard doesn't have a right to be pissed.
And I'm not going to say that he has to like the Patriots.
Frankly, he can hate them all he wants.
It's just that he'll be doing it from the comfort on his couch on Superbowl Sunday.
And that makes me smile.
Because he seems like kind of a mouthy dick to me.