Well, the Bears and the Colts won. Most people predicted that N'awlins would win-"the feel good story of the year"-but, alas, it wasn't meant to be. The Saints had to play in the elements, i.e. snow and sub-freezing temps, instead of playing in the cozy Super Dome. All week the team said it didn't matter where they played, that Chicago would have to play in the same conditions.
After a 39-14 licking seems the Saints will have to wait until next year, allah the Atlanta Falcons, who recently fired their coach of three years. And whose quarterback was recently detained by airport security, when he allegedly ( ? ) attempted to smuggle a small amount of marijuna via a jury-rigged water bottle.
He signed a contract a few years ago for 130 million for ten years, so it must have been some good stuff.
Peyton Manning, another quarterback, who has been dogged-out because "he can't win the big one," must win the Super Bowl to remove the label forever. Down 21-6 at halftime, it didn't look good for the multi-millionaire who hawks everything from credit cards to cellphones, but the Colts came back and, unbelievably, won the game. The biggest comeback-ever-in postseason history.
And Rex Chapman, by way of Spurrier U., outshone Drew Brees in the snowy windy city in today's game. And all year he had been hounded [ dogged-out ] by ALL the media.
Every dog had his day, eh?
Speaking of q.b.'s this Monday-morning one is still unemployed, but I have an interview for Wednesday. Hopefully, all will go well.
Gimme shelter, v.c.
P.S. Lamar Hunt, the owner of the K.C. Chiefs named the "Super Bowl," when he saw his grandson playing with a "super ball." I had one as a kid, and, to say the least, they were far out.
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