We're back, bitches!

Once again without Deano (still in eretz Yisroel), Uncle Brother and Lomas hold forth.

UB opens with a delightful Roar parody song to the tune of Feelin' Groovy by, who else, Simon and Roarfunkle!

Lomas recounts watching the game with Little Stevie Mendelson at a Roaraholics bar in Ferndale. Highly recommended!

We both admit that, given this topsy turvy season, we apparently know very little about football. Nothing makes sense.

We marvel at the difference a week can make. Where last week the Lions sucks donkey balls on both sides of the ball, this week they looked like the juggernaut we've come to know and love.

It was a true pleasure seeing the D get after Prescock and sack him four times. It was equally pleasing to behold the offense once again look like a well-oiled machine.

We note that Dan Skipper is an unusually large man and reported in as eligible approximately 74 times during the 3rd quarter alone. Jared actually tossed him a pass, which the big lummox dropped.

Bottom line, it was fucking good to get a win.

Next up: the goddamn Lambs on the goddamn road! Who despite losing last week are balling out and arguably the best team in the league. A win, however unlikely, would obviously be huge.

We conduct a two-part roar that really explores the studio space.

And we venture into After the Roar without a plan and end up having a fascinating discussion about Afros vs. Jewfros.

Keep roaring, Roar Nation!

Another Thanksgiving day loss.

To the fucking Pecklers.

At home.

The season seems kinda lost, doesn't it?

That's what Uncle Brother and Lomas discuss, minus Deano, who's in the Holy Land with Lady Deano, aka Stargazer.

What can we say? Jared was nearly flawless. Jamo had a huge game. The running game was OK. Yet the poor People Mover is still operating at around 63%, severely limiting how high and far the offense can fly. Where have you gone, Frank Ragnow, Roar Nation turns its lonely eyes to you!

The D, meanwhile, gave up 4 passing TDs and got barely any pressure on J. Love. Like, no pressure. Guy had all day back there, all kinds of time. Nothing but time.

And so ... We're left, as always, wondering why we care so damn much. And lament the fact that the Roar MUST always play on Thanksgiving, guaranteeing that the holiday will suck, at least football-wise.

And next we're on to the Cockboys, who've been playing well and have back to back wins over last year's Superbowl contestants. What could go wrong?

We're still roaring, Roar Nation. But barely.

What can we say?

Deano and Lomas pod together from the D suburbs. Uncle Bruv watched only the last moments of the game plus overtime.

And we agree that while a win is always good, the Roar look to be in serious trouble on both sides of the ball.

Sun God continues to drop passes.

Jared is very shakey under pressure

The People Mover is not what it once was.

The D line got very little pressure (although Hutch did end the game with a sack and had a bunch of QB hits, apparently).

The secondary left guys WIDE open.

The lone bright spot, of course, was Sonic, a one-man ROAR who has officially become one of the most explosive guys in the league. Maybe the MOST explosive.

The other lone bright spot was Master Bates nailing a 59-yarder to send the game into overtime.

Bottom line, we were supposed to demolish the Giant Donkey Balls, but for most of the game it felt like SOL.

The Roar still have not lost twice in a row since they started winning ... But things seem headed in the wrong direction.

At least the Pistons are kicking ass!

Anyhow, here's hoping the Lions find a way to beat the Pecklers on Roargiving (or ThanksGibbsing, if you please), so as to not ruin the holiday.

Roar?

The Roargasm crew is back in full force to mourn the Lion's pathetic showing against the Sheaguls.

Was this just one of those games on the road against the best D in the league? Or did it expose the Roar as a very good but not great team that can't really compete against elite defenses?

The Sheaguls D did not sleep on Jared. Instead, they pressured him all game and knocked him around, resulting in J's worst performance in the DC winning era.

D.C.'s game-calling magic sputtered, going 0-5 on 4th down conversions.

The fake punt went nowhere.

The PA call against the Roar at the end was total nonsense

A few silver linings:

--The Lions D played well (although the Sheaguls offense looked weak)

--No team looks totally dominant right now

--There's still time to figure shit out

--Uncle Brother busted out a beautiful song parody, digging deep into the Simon and Roarfunkle songbook

--Jamo was a good boy and gave the goalpost a nice hug

We're at home next week against the Giant Donkey Balls, and we fully expect the Roar to take our their frustration and run up the score. Here's hoping.

Stay strong, roar nation. Never stop roaring!

I, Impossible Lomas, was not present for the recording of this episode, and I haven't listened to it yet, so I have no idea what kind of nonsense Uncle Brother and Deano got into. But rest assured it's silly and dead serious; absurd and insightful; probably involves at least one song parody and several bizarre tangents.

And I assume there's at least some discussion of the Lions vengeful beatdown of the Cockmanders, who have truly fallen from grace.

Anyhow, keep roaring, Roar Nation. The Lions are gonna need our collective roar power against the Sheaguls next week.

The Roar got outplayed, out-coached, and out-muscled, at home, by a team with a rookie QB.

Are we flashing back to 2014? No, unfortunately. We're talking about right now.

A few silver linings in what was otherwise a dark and dreary game and pod:

--Arnold played his best game, with an interception and end-zone pass deflection

--Only 93% of the oline is injured. The remaining 7% is ready to go!

--World Wide Dock and Big Don joined Deano in Vegas for the pod!

What else can we say? The Roar haven't lost two in a row in the D.C. era, so here's hoping they continue that run against the Cockmanders next week, who by the way got their cocks handed to them by the Cockboys/Cowgirls.

Meanwhile, the Care Bears are 5-3 and pulled off a sweet trick play! We miss Ben Johnson. Johnny Morton is on super secret special probation, until further notice and at least two trick plays.

Anyhow, let's keep roaring, Roar Nation. Even when it hurts, even when the People Mover is performing a lot like the actual People Mover, we must keep roaring!

Ever heard of Erick Hallett? Arthur Maulet? Tyrus fucking Wheat? Neither have we. Neither has anyone!

And yet these unheralded, 5th, 6th, and 7th string guys stepped up and balled out, anchoring a Roar defense that held the Phuckaneers to a measly 9 points. Never mind that the Phucks were missing most of their offensive playmakers. Don't matter! Our D roared out and shut their assess down.

Meanwhile, Sonic hit the sonic button and Gibbsploded all over the field, tearing up the Phucks legit D.

Just as impressively, Lomas and Deano step up and roar out the pod absent Uncle Brother, who abandoned his country and, more importantly, the Lions to spend time with his daughter in fucking Europe. The Netherlands, specifically, which may not be an actual country, and definitely doesn't have an NFL team or any plans to host an NFL game. Pathetic.

We also discuss:

--Whether black guys can have mullets, and if so, how?

--Assembling the world's greatest producers and recording engineers and booking out the world's most acoustically perfect studios to for once properly record a harmonized roar. Zoom just ain't getting it done.

--What the hell we're gonna do during the Lions bye week ...

--A bunch of other nonsense I can't remember.

Until next time, Godspeed, Uncle Brother. And keep roaring, Roar Nation!

No roaring today, friends. For we have been laid low by a resurgent Queefs squad, whose demise was exaggerated.

Mahomes was Mahomes. Bro can play QB. Our fucked up secondary, featuring guys we have never seen before, had no chance.

The Roar offense got off to a strong start but then bogged down.

Sun God dropped a pass! I repeat, Sun God dropped a pass. We couldn't believe it. HE couldn't believe it! It was that kinda game.

Worst of all Lomastradamus's streak came to an end.

And so we resort to one of our favorite pasttimes: inserting the word "roar" into as many Simon and Roarfunkle (and solo Simon) songs as possible. We do this for a while and thoroughly enjoy it.

At least next week we're not going up against a top QB ... Oh, wait. Fuck. We're playing the Phukaneers and Baker Fuckfield, who's been on a hot streak.

Roar?

This delightful episode begins with Uncle Brother and Deano mercilessly ripping into Lomas for being 30 minutes late to start the recording. Never mind that Lomas was on a call with a very important client! Never you mind what about. Lomas has a business to run!

Anyhow, once we get past that nonsense, we celebrate the taking of Ohio! Between the Tigers vanquishing the Guardians (lame-ass name) and the Lions demolishing the Brown Stains and the Bungles/Bungholes, Ohio is now basically a post-apocalyptic territory, its major sports teams laid low, its people subjugated.

We marvel at how bad the Bungles current QB is and at how it wasn't long ago that the BDC (before D.C.) Lions would have made Jake Browning look like Joe Montana. That shit used to happen on the regular. Now, we mercilessly beat the shit out of weak teams and make 3rd string QBs regret many of their life choices.

We look ahead to a road war against the Queefs next Sunday night. Lomas predicts Roar 29 - Queefs 23. And so it shall be.

Until then, keep roaring!

The most interesting thing about this mostly pedestrian win was Lomas once again predicting almost the exact score!

The Browns D is as good as advertised, and Myles Garett is a beast. But no matter. The Lions did what they had to do to move the ball and shut down the Brown's offense without too much trouble.

And so we meander through this episode. Not too much to say. Good to see Hutch rounding into form. Jared once again played mistake-free ball and got the job done. Sun God is Sun God.

And so it's on to Cinci next week, where the Roar continue their march through Ohio, leaving devastation in their wake. We're confident the Lions will humiliate the BungHoles, who are without Joe Burrow and so without hope.

Let's keep roaring!