Every Meal a Banquet

I’ll say this for the NFL. It never fails to satisfy.

The First Course

The Dallas v. New York game was an amuse-bouche of pigskin. It’s always uncomfortable rooting for America’s Crazy Ex-Girlfriend and honestly I was shocked to see that clutch first down to seal the game let alone Romo pitching for +300 and 3 scores. In short, I am not a Cowboys’ fan. I have routinely predicted a Patriots victory over the Cowboys in the Super Bowl because such an outcome would stimulate my frontal cortex in a highly pleasing way. But there’s something about the Giants that bugs me. I can’t quite put my finger on it.  

Waiting for Sunday

Waiting and hoping. Zero sacks for Tom Brady. Four touchdown passes to four different receivers. A hundred yard rushing day for Stevan Ridley. A sack for Chandler Jones and another for Dont’a Hightower. An interception for Devin McCourty. Patriots 41, Titans 3. Is that too much to ask? All right. 41-10?

Breakfast with Glenn and Steve - Once More with Feeling

The booths in The Good Egg are lacquered hard wood without cushions or covers.  The tabletops are Formica edged with brushed metal.  Plastic salt and pepper shakers flank a bowl of creamers and a small, rectangular plastic container with disheveled white, yellow, pink and blue packets of sweeteners sits on every table.  The walls are dotted with watercolor seascapes featuring lighthouses or ships under sail.  Three friends occupy a booth near the back.  They consider their menus as their fresh coffee cools in large ceramic mugs.

52 of 53

I guess all good things do come to an end. Godspeed Deion Branch. Matt Cassel is going to love you. Here’s to all the good times, Dan Koppen. Some team out there needs a center. Some team always needs a center.

Sui Generis X 2

They are utterly different and utterly unique. Okay, that’s redundant. But poetical. Rob Gronkowski and Aaron Hernandez are gonna love us long time. In a pigskin way. What were you thinking?

75

I guess whoever said this team wasn’t the 2007 Patriots was right. Adios, Jabar. Arrivederci, Donte. Goodbye, goodbye to Rome…