YouTube user Gonzobanana made a rather entertaining Tom Coughlin video, which he titled “Tom’s Favorite Things.”

Well done, Sir.

You have done Tommy proud.

TIKI’S A PUSSY!

Tommy, fresh off the Super Bowl, confronts Terry-fucking-Bradshaw.

Tommy, as ornery as ever, fights the good fight at the podium in a pregame media session.

With peyote at their disposal and Tuesday’s media day in the books, Tom Coughlin and Bill Belichick decided to order up a cactus pizza to celebrate.

Couglin, the world’s biggest Doors fan, decided Glendale was the perfect place to try out his best Jim Morrison “Lizard King” impression.

Belichick, feeling a little bit like Robby Krieger, decided to follow Coughlin into the abyss.

The duo eventually caught up with actress Kate Mara — the great granddaughter of Giants founder Tim Mara — and hiked north toward the Grand Canyon.

Not much has been heard from them since they departed. But a video was sent to us.

All I can say is: ego destruction

Love and insecurities surfaced, along with Belichick’s political views, giving us a true glimpse into the bizarro world of NFL coaches, love and drugs.

Hope these guys can mentally recover by Sunday.

The other evening I switched on the AM dial of my car radio and tuned into WFAN 660, a local sports talk station based out of Queens.

Famous for the Mike and the Mad Dog program and previously Imus, the station also boasts a living dead man in night host Steve Somers.

Somers (pronounced ’summers’), better known as “The Schmoozer,” got his nickname because supposedly couples would be schmoozing underneath the covers during his perverted late night meanderings about Barry Bonds’ shrinking member.

Anyway, as I pulled onto the Taconic Parkway, Somers began talking about a fake bit they did with Giants Head Coach Tom Coughlin.

Normally, I’d just jab the steering wheel with an open palm and pop in The National’s newest CD, cursing Somers’ existence into the night.

This time, however, the seductive dick jockey went too far. He took MY FUCKING TOMMY COUGHLIN and tried to make art out of it.

I went and took the liberty to tweak up Somers’ impostor version, effectively bringing back the Tommy Fucking Coughlin we all have grown accustomed to.

Tommy “fucking” Coughlin, fresh off the NFC championship win over Green Bay, was out of hand in the post game press conferences.

His demeanor and intensity mirrored a buzzed Charles Bukowski.

In the first video, Tommy sounded off on Troy Aikman’s comment about his spotless complexion and Brett Favre’s seemingly forgotten drug use. Oh, yea, he left a little parting message to his favorite melanoma-head, Tiki.

In the second video, Tommy wails on about his drunken Scottish kicker, Lawrence “Tynes Tyme.” Tommy, seen funneling a 12-pack of Natural Ice during the locker room celebration, once again brought Tiki into the conversation. Real big surprise, I know. But when Tommy’s blood begins to mix with booze and tingle, evil Tiki thoughts sprout from his subconscious.

Enjoy, sickos.

Tommy was rumored to have been sipping on a bottle of fucking Svedka during fucking warm-ups.

He stopped drinking fucking whiskey because dark fucking liquor was screwing with his rosy red fucking complexion.

But don’t fucking worry, Tommy is as fucking frisky as ever. Look at that fucking face, look at those fucking cheeks!

This is the fucking face that fucking God crafted for human-fucking-kind.

So, without further ado, we present you with Tommy’s newest fucking film role!

Our clownish friend, Bruce Beck, caught up with good ol’ Tommy C. before the Giants vs. Pats pre-season game at Foxboro. Word is that Tommy had an Irish lunch — 12 pints of Guinness, mashed potatoes with Baileys gravy and corn beef marinated with Jameson. He didn’t even use a fork to eat it.

Well, he isn’t quite sure about his job security, wants Eli’s balls to drop and still wants to skewer Tiki.

Right on, Tommy!

Enjoy!

Fire in the hole.

Tommy ‘Red Cheeks’ is fucking pissed.

After slamming a quart of Tullamore Dew during the first half of the Jets vs. Giants pre-season game, he really let it rip at halftime.

Hey, good fa’ him.