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As promised, it's time for bold predictions made with swagger, cojones, and not the slightest tinge of fear.

Our resident, makes-"Baseball Tonight"-promos-working-for-ESPN-up-in-Bristol, namedrop-worthy ace, J. Couch, goes in. I, too, go in. You won't guess our Super Bowl picks.


LISTEN.

This blog is not about sports, granted. But ATG used to write these previews during college and we think you'd agree the NFL is infinitely more interesting than Kid Cudi.

More importantly, hip-hop, over rivaling genres, is woven with American sports into a two-way, perfectly symbiotic establishment. Michael Phelps shares his affinity for Lil Wayne during his Chinese medal bonanza, then he introduces a Weezy performance at an awards show, then Lil Wayne writes a song about Phelps.

Rappers praise. Athletes listen. Most involved with either love the other and lines are crossed.

There's the justification. Also, I need to switch gears and stop writing about Jay-Z.

Moreover, if you're like the minds behind ATG, you're burning for kickoff extra hard right now. Maybe it's the way things ended last year for Cowboys fans, the brimming excitement behind extra-compelling preseason storylines, the lack of faith in baseball's modern era, the lack of American hegemony in soccer, the fact golf is more interesting when golf balls are neon colored and putts avoid windmills and dinosaurs, or that football provides the most thrilling competitive action available on my off-brand HD TV, but I'm fucking jacked.

Smell the glove here.

This is my shit.

Christ I love this track, love these flows. The kinda joint that puts my fitted on tilt.

Smooth, sweet 16s from Milk and Pooh, two respected but overlooked rappers with silk touches, on cut  from Georgia Anne Muldrow Presents...Ms. One & The Gang, a compilation record from Stones Throw producer, Georgia Anne Muldrow.

Have some.


Ms. One - 2 MCs f / Big Pooh & Black Milk