Work,
drink, write. Work, drink. Work, drink. Work, drink. Work, drink. Work, drink,
write. Hmm. My work, drink, write balance is seemingly out of balance. I know
why I work (money) but I don’t know if I know why I drink (thirsty?) or write
(yeah, I got nothing). Perhaps I drink and I write for the same deep dark secret
reason. Something that happened in my childhood, something repressed for good
reason. Okay, I may be overdramatizing. After all, my idea of adversity is
running out of space on my DVR.
It
wasn’t supposed to be like this. The Patriots were supposed to travel to
Baltimore with a 2-0-0 record to face the undefeated Ravens for a showdown of
favorites for the AFC bracket in Super Bowl XLVII. Instead, they meet with
identical 1-1-0 records. One of these teams will be 1-2-0 late Sunday night.
Fans of the Patriots -- and fans of the Ravens -- may have thought they were facing
adversity when their heroes fell to 1-1-0 last week. It’s getting worse for
somebody Sunday night. The Patriots could be looking up at both the Bills and
the Jets Monday morning with every Pigskin Pundit and Bobblehead in New England
chewing the ankles of Josh McDaniels over his underuse of Wes Welker, wondering
aloud if Tom Brady is tipping his pitches, reminding everyone of the terrible
drafts Bill Belichick had ’06 through ’08 – like Colonel Kurtz his methods have become... insane!
I’ll
never bet against my homeys and I’ve seen Belichick and Brady win this kind of
game before. It’s going to be a junk-punch kind of game so cover up at all times. I’ll go 38-20
Patriots. I know, I know. I was nearly as optimistic last week.
We
agreed never to speak of that again, didn’t we?
Meanwhile,
Arizona could make me feel a whole lot better by holding serve against Philadelphia.
I’d feel even better about the Patriots’ defense if Larry Fitzgerald goes for
100 and a score against the Eagles. And I’ll feel positively giddy if
the Cardinals’ defense shuts out Michael Vick and Company. So, I’m saying
Arizona 27, Philadelphia 0. Just writing that made me feel better.
Redemption Songs
America’s
Crazy Ex-Girlfriend can get back on track against the Buccaneers with a win in
the House that Jerry Built. It will be very, very bad if they don’t. Why do I
hope that happens? Following Tampa Bay’s loss to the Giants last week there was
a lot of chatter about Greg Schiano asking his players to continue playing
until the game was actually over. Schiano may have put Tom Coughlin’s panties
in a twist but I have a feeling that call produced the desired effect in the
Bucs locker room. Tampa Bay 17, Dallas 13.
Either
the Chiefs or the Saints are walking off the field with their first W Sunday. It
will be interesting to see if my Pigskin Gods Hate the Saints (maybe because of
Bountygate unless it’s just a small data sample) Theory withstands laboratory
tests this Sunday. I really thought Kansas City would be better than what they’ve
shown so far and maybe eventually they will but if you were guessing which one
of these teams would start their season 0-3-0 you’re not guessing the Saints,
are you? I have to think Drew Brees will not be denied; 425 yards, 4 TD and a
41-31 win.
Necky
McManning will be looking to bounce back from the worst quarter of his career
against the Texans, who have one of the best defenses in the NFL. This does not
strike me as a best case scenario. The good news? Houston likes to run the ball
so Manning shouldn’t be on the field long enough to take an “avert your eyes”
level beating. My advice to Necky? Do not throw deep down the right seam.
Houston 27, Denver 19.
I’m
like so over Jay Cutler. So what if he can keep his composure when he’s
winning! Anyone can do that. Bears 30, Rams 10.
Should
the Jets travel to Miami and lose to the Dolphins it will make me very, very
happy. Thankfully, there are other things in this life that will make me happy
because I am not counting on Mark Sanchez sucking hard enough for the NYJ to
lose to the MIA this Sunday. I don’t know if it’s physically possible for
Sanchez to suck that hard. Wait… I’m being told now it is possible for Mark Sanchez to suck that hard. Still, Jets 17,
Dolphins 9.
Muse,
why can’t I quit you?
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