So I’m looking at schedules and records for the bottom five teams and realize I feel like that Adam guy on Man vs. Food, right when they plop the sandwich that’s larger than a human baby on the table in front of him. Uh-oh.

We’ll get there this afternoon, but I’m off for lunch with a basketball type. He’d better have some spreadsheets in his hand. This is definitely a big meal challenge, not a five of the hottest wings on the planet challenge.