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Sunday, February 3, 2013
How Far is Soon?
How
far have the radio waves from the Apollo moon landing traveled? How long before
they reach a place in the universe where sentient life forms are a better than
even chance? And how long after that before those sentient life forms build a
spaceship with warp drive and travel the intergalactic distances necessary to
make this world their own? We've got some time before that goes down, don’t we?
Monday, January 21, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Game Day Rationalizations
I’ve
spent the whole week listening to pigskin pundits and bobbleheads comparing Joe
Flacco’s mighty right arm to Thor’s Hammer. The Ravens aren’t afraid to play in
Foxborough. Torrey Smith is so fast he occasionally disappears from radar. Ray
Lewis is on a mission from God. So, yeah, I’m nervous.
How
the hell are the Patriots 9 point favorites in this game?
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Penultimate Pigskins
Nothing
is really a surprise in the conference championship games. Would I call any
outcome this Sunday an upset? I guess I’d go with statistically improbable if I
was splitting semantic hairs. And apparently I am.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Pigskin Roller Coaster
The
pigskin roller coaster. For some the ride is already over. Perhaps they’re the
lucky ones. Peyton and Rodgers, RG III and Russell Wilson. Thanks for playing.
The stakes and the existential angst rise with each round of the playoffs. Playing
for the conference championship is far, far better than going 7-9-0. We know
this. It is the pigskin truth. And yet it’s going to suck wicked bad for half
the NFL’s core audience this coming Sunday. Somebody’s going to
emergency, somebody’s going to jail. And somebody is losing a football game.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Legacy Schmegacy
I’ve
been trying to imagine what it must’ve been like for the tens of thousands of
Broncos fans who sat through sub-zero wind chills only to drive home knowing
their football season was over. Before Saturday, I would guess most pigskin
pundits and bobbleheads – and most fans – had ceded the AFC spot in the Super
Bowl to Denver. Home field, eleven game winning streak, Top 5 defense, Top 5
offense and Peyton Manning playing like it’s 2009. The AFC Championship was
scripted for Peyton to face Tom Brady one more time in a game certain to
coronate Manning and his Comeback/MVP Season. The Patriots would present a
worthy challenge, but that relentless defense, Manning, home field and high
altitude would carry the day.
Super
Bowl XLVII.
Right
there.
Gone.
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