What can we say?

The Roargasm crew gets together in person, at Roar Manor (also known as Wallbrook West) in South Haven, MI, only to watch as Marvel Supervillain Josh Allen had his way with our 18th-string D, doing pretty much whatever the fuck he wanted.

A 5-TD, 0-INT, nearly 500-yard game from Jared wasn't enough--the first time that's happened in the history of the damn league.

And just to rub it in, the football gods claimed several more of our defenders, plus MountGomery, who is out for the season.

So ... yeah. That sucks.

BUT ...

We are still roaring at 12-2, with a chance to secure home field advantage throughout the playoffs over the next three games.

And although Mount is out, we still have Sonic, who is built for this shit.

Anyhow, we kinda forgot how bad losing sucks. Dealing with it clearly affected our pod-ending roar, which took something like 7 takes to get right.

We were so distraught that we forgot to guess the lines and predict the score against the Care Bears next week.

So here's a guess: The Roar will take out their frustrations against the Care Bears, Sonic will induce massive roargasms, the Oline will serve up a heaping helping of pancake blocks, and the D--featuring several guys who have literally never played organized football--will hold their own. Lions 34 - Care Bears 17.

Roar!

Banged up defense?

No problem.

Surging Pecklers squad out for revenge?

No biggee.

Going for it on 4th down when already in field goal range?

Of course. And of course we got it, bled the clock, and won the game leaving zero time for the fucking Pecklers to mount a comeback.

Lomas and Uncle Brother record Part 1 of the pod during halftime, when it seemed that the Roar was in total control.

Lomas and Deano record Part 2 on Friday, with full knowledge of all that transpired.

A huge Roar to the D for stifling the Pecklers in the first half and making Love run for his life. And no shame in the D wilting in the 2nd half against a legit good Pecklers team.

Another huge Roar to Jared for turning it on at the end and lead us to a come from behind victory.

And the biggest ROAR of all to DC, he of the massive balls of rust-proof titanium, for going for it on 4th down to ensure that the Pecks didn't get the ball back with time to tie the game.

That's what this team is all about--going full ROAR all the time, every time, taking chances, and being 12-1 for the first time in franchise history.

12-1, folks. 12 and fucking 1!

Next up, the Suckallo Billcocks, who are scary as hell. But so are we.

Huddle up, Roar Nation! Roar on 3.

See ya!

We are thankful for:

--A rare Thanksgiving win

--The Care Bears sucking massive turkey balls at the end of the game

--The o-line and the Sonic/Knuckles ground attack, which remains unstoppable

--DC, BH, BJ and the entire coaching staff

--Penei for refusing to be tackled by the entire Care Bear's defense

--Billy Sims and his 45+ BBQ joint locations

--The Roar being 11-1 for the first time in Roar history

--The brave staff at Wallbrook who are dealing with an inmate revolt and ongoing hostage situation

--Fantetti, for being himself

--And for Roaraholics across this great land!

In this episode:

--Lomas recounts wading into enemy territory, into the fetid bowls of the hellhole known as Lucas Oil Stadium, to support the Roar from way up in the fucking nosebleeds. Among hundreds, maybe thousands, of fellow Roaraholics!

--We spend a little time on what was, as Deano put it, a ho-hum 18-point road win. Nothing flashy. No trick plays or record-setting performances. Just the People Mover moving people and Sonic and Knuckles doing their shit and Jared playing a controlled, confident, if unspectacular game.

--We look ahead to Thanksgiving, a day on which the Lions have not won since 2016. That will change against the Care Bears, who look tougher than their record indicates but will get their asses beat nonetheless.

--We eagerly Roar to get to After the Roar, upon which ... well ... I honestly don't remember much. We entered realms unseen, where space and time dissolved and reformed in the shape of a roaring lion.

--Uncle Brother recounts an encounter with a naked man walking through a forest

--We conclude After the Roar in a state of total stupefaction, forever changed.

In this episode ...

I mean, what's there left to say? The Roar did what they were supposed to do: beat the absolute shit out of one of the worst teams in the league.

Jared returned to his MVP-level ways, pitching a pretty much perfect game.

The People Mover moved people.

Knuckles and Sonic did their thing.

Sun God shined forth.

Jamo was Jamo.

Branch laid wood.

Za'Darius got .5 of a sack!

We most likely got Doug Pederson fired.

Good times!

Other stuff:

Deano records lying down in bed, making him look a little bit like the guy in "The Whale."

We spend a good chunk of the episode running down our list of silly, pejorative names for other teams, cracking ourselves up along the way.

We three-part roar with confidence like the grizzled vets we are.

And we'll see all you unrepentant roaraholics next week, when Lomas will be in person to witness the Roar embarrass the Dolts in their own dome.

Roar!

And with two 50+ yard field goals, Master Jake Bates has kicked himself into the Lions Kicking Circle of Fame, joining Eddy Murray and Jason Hanson (and probably also Matt Tater) as part of the proud lineage of superlative roaring kickers.

Seriously, Master Bates was incredibly clutch, painting the upright on a 52-yard game-winning boot.

This was easily the Roar's toughest win.

Jared threw 5(!) picks, although only two were legit, and even those seemed like miscommunication instead of sucky throws.

The People Mover stopped moving.

CJ Stroud and co. put up 23 in the first half.

But our D roared back, shutting those fuckers out in the 2nd half. And The People Mover started moving, and Jared found a little rhythm.

And we fucking won, despite everything!

Next week we're at home for a Jagoffuars feast. We should demolish those losers.

Let's keep winning, baby! ROAR!

On the road at Lambeau. In the pouring rain. Against a really good (or so we thought) Pecklers squad with a hotshot QB and sturdy Oline. Without our best defender for most of the game.

And guess what? It didn't fucking matter. The Roar did their thing, the Pecklers folded, and we're along atop the division at 7-1. ROAR!

In this diabolical episode, we celebrate what's become routine for the Lions: winning every which way, no matter the circumstances and no matter the opponent.

We Marvel at yet another spectacular Jared performance.

We honor the People Mover and the Gibbs-Montgomery onslaught.

We revel in Jordan Love fumbling approximately 532 snaps.

And, for some reason, we spend long chunks of the pod assuming the characters of New York Jewish mothers with raspy voices.

We make predictions for next week, once again on the road, against the Texans--a name so lame we haven't even really bothered to come up with a stupid nickname.

Be sure to listen to "After the Roar" for more nonsense.

ROAR!

Cue the sitar music and backwards guitars solo.

This game was a weird, glorious, pyschedelic experience.

Jared had around 80 yard passing.

The Titans rolled up 416 yards of offense and ran 71 plays to the Roar's 47.

Final score? Lions 52, Titans 14 of course!

What the fuck?

We marvel at the statistical oddities of this strange game.

Jared continues to ball out, going 12/15 for 85 yards and 3 TDs, which seems impossible.

Gibbs does his best Sonic impression.

Kind David tosses a TD pass!

The D gave up big plays and lots of yards but still held the hapless Titans to 14 points.

Anyhow, it's on to Green Bay, for the biggest game of the season so far against the Peckers, who also won this week. We hate the Peckers and hate that they've enjoyed stellar QB play for the past 73 years and are good. We want to destroy them. And we shall.

ROAR!

Man, are we in a good mood! The Roar roared a mighty roar and were simply the better team against the Viqueens. Who, to be fair, also played well. The Queens are good! But we're fucking better! For the first time ever in our roaraholic lifetimes, we can claim with absolute confidence that the Lions are better than most teams we play. Mindblowing.

We just can't say enough in this episode about how well the Roar are playing. Jared is on an absolute tear. It's a shock when he throws an incompletion. Gibbs was electric. Sun God was Sun God. And the D held their ground when it mattered most. Brian. Fucking. Branch. Right?

Bottom line, being able to march into that loud-ass dome and win against an undefeated squad with a really good defense and the best receiver in football is fucking awesome.

We roar on to next week against the Titans, who are so bad, we're not even really trying to come up with a cock-themed nickname.

Roar with pride, Roar Nation! Roar as One!

Let's start with the bitter.

An otherwise smashing victory was marred by Hutch breaking his fucking leg while sacking Dak. That was horrible and a devastating loss. We wish him a speedy recovery and a full return to destroying opposing QBs.

Now for the sweet!

The Roar put on an offensive display for the ages, absolutely stomping the Cockboys on their own field. Where to begin? Perhaps with the double reverse flea flicker 50-yard TD to LaPorta? Or maybe you prefer Jared's bomb to a streaking Jamo for a spectacular TD. Then there was the called-back lateral to Penei for an almost TD. (Bullshit call, of course). And, as always, we were once again treated to a two-headed monster of a running attack that absolutely demoralized the Cockboys and left them with no hope.

This was Ben Johnson's game, a true masterpiece of smashmouth combined with trickeration. We loved all of it (minus the Hutch injury, obviously): every 7-yard run; every wide open completion; every shot of Mike McCarthy staring into the middle distance like Lion's coaches of yore.

Now it's on to meet the Viqueens and their really fucking good defense. In Brad and DC we trust. Roar.