First off, I’d like to thank the Patriots for making me root for them for a brief moment (when it could have won me $250), then turning a first and goal from the three goldmine into a field goal, and no money for me. Screw them. And their “fans”. As expected, the world is coming out that this was a “great performance” and typical of what the Patriots are about. Really? ‘Cause I’ve seen them actually WIN a few games, not have a team give the game away on at least four visible occasions, probably more like 12 if I cared to watch tape of it.
And what was with the Special Ed. kid on the coin toss. They officially out gayified the Rose Bowl/Mickey Mouse trick. “Here kid, we know that the downs syndrome prevents you from turning your wrist and not drooling on the coin, so if you could just drop this on the ground, we can pretend it says heads/tails (we already had this toss in the tunnel before the game, you’re just here for show) and get on with it. Now have your mom snap that picture already and let’s get the hell outta here.”
Fortunately, I had to work. Really, it would have been nice to sit around and get a little sloshed watching a football game I really didn’t care about, but that always ends up at a “party” where half the people are more concerned about someone walking in front of the TV during a commercial (which was a pretty lame bunch this year) than getting another beer. That and it isn’t quite as easy to find stuff to do that doesn’t involve watching the game, and in turn having to listen to that god awful FOX announcing crew. I hope, out of respect, Joe Buck thanks his dad every day for having such a great broadcasting career, because I don’t think he’d have made it on his own. And his partners, Collinsworth and Aikman, are starting to sound more and more like Tim McCarver every day. At least we can expect McCarver to kick it in 5 or so years.
I’m sure there’s more I could say about that Super Disappointment, but I’ll let it go. The Browns got a new coach. Unfortunately, if he does well, every Browns story will have to be predicated with “Former Patriots defensive coordinator…”, even though Romeo Crennel was winning rings when Boston fans were just a bunch of loud mouthed, whiny bitches with funny accents.
Oh, that’s right… some things never change.