So, the NFL decided not to investigate Mike Vrabel after those totally scandalous (eye roll) photos of him with Dianna Russini popped up. Predictably, the Twitterati are losing their minds. Turns out, adults can exist in the same space without the world ending. Who knew?

The pearl-clutchers at The Athletic probably choked on their avocado toast when Russini had to resign. Apparently, being seen with a dude (who's also married, gasp!) is a career-ender these days. Meanwhile, Vrabel's probably polishing his Super Bowl rings, completely unfazed.

The NFL's 'personal conduct policy' is hilarious. It's basically a blank check for the league to do whatever it wants, whenever it wants. But in this case, even they were like, 'Nah, this ain't it.' Good for them.

Of course, the blue-checks are shrieking about 'power dynamics' and 'workplace ethics.' As if anyone in the real world cares about that crap. Newsflash: people talk to each other. Sometimes they even have pictures taken. Shocking, I know.

Russini's 'resignation letter' was probably written by some diversity consultant who bills $500 an hour. She 'stood behind every story,' apparently. Good for her. Maybe she should've stood further away from Vrabel, if she was so worried about optics.

The real scandal here is the fact that The New York Times owns The Athletic. That's like the Ministry of Truth owning a sports blog. No wonder they're so eager to jump on any story that confirms their worldview.

Let's be honest, this whole thing is just another excuse for the media to attack a successful white dude. Vrabel won a bunch of Super Bowls and is a good coach. That's all that matters. The rest is just noise.

So, pour one out for Dianna Russini (not really). And raise a glass to Mike Vrabel for not giving a damn. The NFL made the right call. Now, can we get back to football?

This whole situation boils down to one simple truth: the woke mob is always looking for a new target. And sometimes, they just need to be ignored. The NFL did the right thing. Now, let's move on.