Yeah, good thing I'm not putting any money down on my picks because my picks are stinking it up so far, except for the Cheeseheads.
Peyton Manning couldn't get the job done and goes back to being a bridesmaid. The Indianapolis Colts had a defense that didn't hold up against a San Diego offense that was without star LaDanian Tomlinson for most of the game and quarterback Philip Rivers for much of the second half. (Rivers was jawing quite a bit with the Indy crowd, especially at the end of the game. Childish, yet fun to see someone exhibit a little life in an NFL game; that's the great thing about Favre. He's just happy to be on a football field. He was so happy yesterday, he was throwing snowballs at his team mates.)
These Colts, with a weak defense and oddly sputtering offense, were not going to beat the Patriots if they went to New England next week, and now they're not.
Quite frankly, though, I don't think the Chargers will be any match for Pretty Boy Tom and His Football Automatons. I'm thinking now the Super Bowl will be a match-up of Old School Smash Mouth Gold and Green From Up North and New School Blinded Me With Science Nor'easters.
You know Favre wants to ride off into a Mississippi sunset with a Super Bowl victory as his final game.
Here's to doin' it Old School, baby.
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