By Harry King

My two cents: This Bucs team — and season — is a mess. Sort of like my ex-wives. … This Raheem Morris speaks double-talk almost like Foster Brooks near midnight. … Pretty soon, this Morris will be the NFL version of James Watt, a misunderstood man and a good friend.

The Bucs offense Sunday was as impotent as Connie Chung. … Mine That Bird could produce better than what the Bucs offense did Sunday; I collected my fair share of winnings from him when I was at Churchill Downs with my pal Tony Curtis.

While munching on a BLT at Clifton’s with Rich Little, he mentioned to me that Gaines Adams couldn’t bag groceries at Whole Foods much less quarterbacks. … I don’t know this Josh Johnson from Levi Johnson, father of Sarah Palin’s grandchild, who will be my guest live Thursday! Wow, what I’d do to have a mother-in-law like that; this Johnson kid blew it. My producers keep saying, “MILF,” whenever I mention Sarah Palin. Is that some kind of Alaskian thing?

One hopes Michael Clayton’s wife doesn’t hand him anything of value. … Derrick Ward had two yards rushing. Somewhere, Bernie Madoff smiles, that son of a bitch. … Is Ward that shook up about that Kardashian girl getting married? I know my dear friend Elizabeth Taylor did that to a lot of men back in my day.