By Mike Bell

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas is…

1.) A new General Manager for the Falcons…

Someone who understands football is won in the trenches. Someone who knows how to draft starting offensive and defensive lineman. And Santa, if it’s not too much trouble, make sure our new GM drafts players from the SEC and ACC and not Wisconsin!

Someone who knows how to draft starting offensive and defensive lineman. And Santa, if it’s not too much trouble, make sure our new GM drafts players from the SEC and ACC and not Wisconsin!

And how ’bout something for our soon to be departing GM, maybe a new Mongoose with tassels on the handlebars. After all, he did build a team that got us ten yards from a Super Bowl.

2.) New owners for the Braves…

Please, Santa send the nameless, faceless Liberty Media stooges some coal for running our beloved.

Please Santa, send the nameless, faceless Liberty Media stooges some coal for running our beloved Braves like just another item on a spreadsheet! Please put an owner under the tree who actually cares about the product on the field! And if ya can Santa, maybe a few Makers Mark minis & a pack of Marlboros as stocking stuffers for our General Manager, so he can deepen his voice and sound more like Lou the Skipper in Major League and less like a pre-pubescent teen.

3.) A National Championship for Georgia…

Some Dawg fans may have sent their wish list to Jacob Eason instead of you Santa, seeing as how he is the answer to all their prayers (he’s supposed to be bringing a new offensive line and wide receiver corps along with him). Please, Saint Nick, just one title in the next 4 years! And hey I’m cool with 10 wins for Mark Richt if ya have that in your sleigh somewhere… (provided one of them isn’t against FSU).

4.) DeMarre Carroll back on the Hawks!

Can ya’ slide him down the chimney, we’re just not the same without him. And could ya’ swing by Boston and pick up RJ Hunter and drop off Tim Hardaway Jr. at Madison Square Garden on your way back to The North Pole?

5.) Bring back the Thrashers!

Hey, it is the time for Miracles…