Delanie Walker was one of the few bright spots for the Titans this season.

The Train Daddy is back with the pain, daddy, as always! With the holidays behind us and New Year’s upon us, there is only one certainty: my knowledge of the sports universe is growing stronger every year. Let me tell you a true story about why this is so. Long ago my 5X great-grandfather, named Big Train, was young, and he was a very intelligent young man. He was invited to attend a secret school, a school similar to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Instead of studying magic, students learned the history and the origin of everything sports. My grandfather excelled so quickly at the university that the professors became fearful of his knowledge, so he was expelled from the school. After expulsion he went into the world and shared his knowledge of sports with all. My great-grandfather grew old and his secrets and understanding of all things sports stayed in the family, passing from generation to generation. So here we are in 2015 and, thanks to my superior bloodline, I am honored to share my knowledge with you. So let’s talk sports!

Its trivia time. So, what can’t pass, can’t run, can’t coach, and wouldn’t be able to defend a nut from a squirrel if lives were at stake? The answer is the 2014 Tennessee Titans. The Titans ended the season with a loss to the Colts and a very embarrassing 2–14 record. The only bright spot on the team worth mentioning is the play of tight end Delanie Walker. He has shown unexpected speed at his size: six feet tall and 248 pounds. Walker ended the season with 890 receiving yards, a franchise record that surpasses Frank Wycheck’s remarkable 1998 season. Frank was surrounded by players such as Air McNair, Derrick Mason and Eddie George, and the fact that Delanie was surrounded by players that will be so quickly and eternally forgotten makes it that much more amazing. Any true fan of football knows that Walker was snubbed out of the Pro Bowl this season; it’s a popularity contest where the fans vote and being part of a 2–14 team didn’t help his cause.

So, the Titans ended the season with 10 straight losses, but at least LP field has a record to be proud of, selling out 164 straight games. Tickets may be getting sold, though at some games the ass-to-seat ratio sometimes has me wondering where these tickets end up going.

The Titans will be rewarded with the No. 2 overall pick in this year’s draft after such an awful season, practically guaranteeing a solid playmaker. Tampa Bay holds the top pick in the draft. Obviously both teams need a signal caller, among one of many needs. If it was up to me I would do everything I could to get hold of Heisman winner Marcus Mariota, and there will be a few other teams that think the same way. Just stay away from the moronic Jameis Winston. He can play, but good Lord, it’s as obvious as pie that he is an idiot. If I were betting, I would put my money on the Titans taking the top defensive player in the draft and then attempt to steal away or sign another quarterback available (possibly Jay Cutler?).

First you find the signal caller to even begin putting the pieces together. You can’t find the right pieces if you don’t have the guy, and trust me, the guy is not one of the current signal callers. Do the Titans go exciting and flashy with a move towards the top quarterback in the draft, or do they go boring and safe with a defensive player, hoping they can find their signal caller elsewhere? Whatever they do, I just hope they start winning games, smashing opponents’ skulls, opening holes. Spread it out, come on Titans, this city doesn’t want another dud in 2015.

So, it’s 2015. Let’s say goodbye to 2014. Let’s reminisce on some of the top stories of the past year. Of course, we can start with some men beating women; man, I hate those stupid “No More” commercials the NFL puts out, especially the one with Chris Carter crying. Then Eli pops up on screen looking half retarded. Don’t get me wrong–I have sense, and anyone with a lick of sense despises domestic abuse, but I hate those commercials.

It really blew up mainstream when Ray Rice cold-cocked his wife in an elevator and a video surfaced. It took a video to get people really talking. Greg Hardy, a defensive end for Carolina, was convicted by a jury in June for choking, and making threats to kill, his girlfriend. Cardinals running back Jonathan Dwyer was arrested for an assortment of charges; he reportedly sent threatening messages to his girlfriend and a picture message of a knife. Idiot!

I love this one: Aldon Smith was angry while going through a security screen at the L.A. airport, he then started yelling that he had a bomb. No good, Aldon! Adrian Peterson also caused a stir after whipping his 4-year-old boy with a switch from a tree as punishment for acting up. No doubt we saw the pictures and they looked bad for the boy. One thing here kept me on Peterson’s side, he never denied anything. And he was truthful in all aspects of why he did it. Me, I would never punish my child that way, but Peterson’s child is not my kid.

All of these incidents do have something in common; all these individuals play football in the NFL. The commissioner, Mr. Roger Goodell, was pressured by many in 2014 to resign; people called him a liar, blamed him of covering up evidence and blasted him for the way he handled the Ray Rice case. I say give him another year like 2014, and Goodell won’t last through 2015.

Let’s get away from football and domestic abuse. How about some more strange 2014 incidents:

Former NBA center Robert Swift had all the potential in the world for a long career, but the 7-foot center imploded in 2014. Police were called to an apartment where they found Swift and his roommate high on heroin and Lord knows what else. In Swift’s room they found a sawed-off shotgun and a grenade launcher. Yeah, a grenade launcher.

I always seem to root for the bull when I see someone messing with it, slapping it or literally bullfighting. I always want the matador to get gored by the bull. Well, it happened this year in May at Madrid’s San Isidro festival, one of the largest bullfights in the world. This event hasn’t been forced to end early since 1979, but the bulls got the better of all three toreros. The first bull, weighing more than half a ton, immediately gave the matador two serious gashes, ending his night. Minutes later the second matador was caught on the horns, and then the same bull did the same to the third matador. A crowd of 23,000 people had to depart as the event was called off for the first time in 35 years. I imagine they weren’t too upset. Three matadors getting gored and gouged sounds much more entertaining than a bunch of dead bulls. I am not a fan of this sport, but I wish they would bring something similar to the bull run to America. Love it! There is nothing wrong with a bunch of idiots being chased and mauled by bulls. It would unite us as a country. That’s it! I just solved the problem that all these protesters have been crying about. This would unite us like football does, except maybe more: adrenaline, blood and sweat while running from bulls. Maybe even some police officers could get involved in the American bull run, and then maybe some of these protesters would have a little more respect for them. It sounds like a good time. We all could sit around after the run and eat Rocky Mountain Oysters and drink beer: white, black, yellow, cops, brown, orange, members of the LGBT community. All colors and all people would be welcome to the party. Imagine a world with no racism, no problems, sitting around eating deep-fried bull testicles (that’s what the Rocky Mountain Oysters are). Sounds like a party!

That’s it, my friends, the end is here, but the new year has just begun. It seems to me that sports are about the only thing, realistically, that this country as a whole can come together and enjoy. I wish that weren’t so, but it shows you the power of sports. I hope this year that we can end all this blah, blah, blah and get back to hard work and people helping people. Hard work will get you whatever you want in this country, and that goes for any race, any gender, anyone! A little kid said not all cops are killers, not all whites are racist and not all blacks are criminals. I liked it. It shows the ignorance of people who assume they can judge a book by its cover. There are many people making this world a better place. So, sit down and enjoy sports. Football playoffs are here, and January is a good month for football and people coming together. Choo-choo!