BostonBrat

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The end

Reason #1 on why I’m not super disappointed that the Patriots won’t make the playoffs this year: Because I remembered that Brett Favre is quarterback of the New Jersey Jets and I remembered that he sucks and when something big is on the line, the absolute last person in the world you want to hold your football fate is Brett Favre. Ask my dad, I called this last week.

I’m curious to know why the media fawns over him so much. Even as much as it pains me to say it, the Jets didn’t play terribly yesterday, Favre did. And some of those interceptions he threw didn’t seem like they were due to any physical duress, they were just bad decisions that a quarterback with as much experience as Favre should have never made. And once again, Mr. Self Important costs his team big time when it counts.

It’s karma because when the Jets made this trade back in August I KNEW something like this would happen and I laughed, but now my team got a raw deal due to it. Serves me right.

But I am so proud of the Patriots and I’m sad to see the season end. Everyone left them for dead when Tom Brady got injured and once Matt Cassel shook off the rust, they were anything but. Sure, finishing with an 11-5 record and missing the playoffs is unfair, but that’s life and life is definitely not fair. And I’m happy the season ended with a fun victory in Buffalo and not a crushing loss in the playoffs. Hell, last year’s Super Bowl loss was so brutally painful, I still don’t think I’m over it.

Today, things could be much worse. We could be Dallas Cowboys fans. Man, what a meltdown. Or Broncos fans. Man, what a meltdown. Or Buccaneers fans. Man, what a meltdown. And I’m happy for Chad Pennington. BURN! If I was him, at the conclusion of the game I would’ve been running around the field with middle fingers blazing.

Playoffs?!?!

All I want for Christmas is a New York Jets victory! Wait… WHAT?!?!

Yesterday, the Patriots’ playoff hopes were kept alive, no thanks to the Dallas Suckboys and the Kansas City Queefs, when the Seattle Seahawks knocked off the New Jersey Jets. I especially enjoyed the almost eulogy-like discussion the analytical panel on NBC’s “Football Night in America” had about the Jets and Brett Favre’s career.

Either scenario next weekend isn’t so bad. Either the Jets beat Miami and the Patriots take the division (after a Patriots victory in Buffalo, of course), or Miami wins and the Patriots sit home, but so do the Jets and stupid Brett Favre and Fat Ass Mangini. What a burn that would be… Chad Pennington can laugh all the way home to Miami.

My expectations of this Patriots season were lowered dramatically after Tom Brady got hurt. And after the Patriots’ X-Ray machine had one of its busiest seasons I can remember, I didn’t hold out too much hope that the Patriots would run away with the division. But if the Jets can win next Sunday, and the Patriots take the Golden AFC East championship, I will fall over. Considering that the team is running with 40-year-old linebackers, 20-year-old rookie corners, and a backup quarterback, an 11-5 season even with NO playoffs is a true success.

Who would have thought that an 11-5 season that might end in Week 17 would be one of Bill Belichick’s best coached ever? Just like Bill Cowher in Pittsburgh, I think the Patriots will always be competitive as long as Belichick is coaching this team and thanks to Spygate, I don’t think he’ll ever leave. You could tell after his standing ovation at the Celtics’ game last May. You could tell when he decided to sign autographs during Training Camp.

Well, I’ve got my fingers crossed. If only the Jets can stop sucking for five minutes and the Patriots can take care of business in Buffalo. Oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh please, oh….

Give me a break – San Diego edition

Here we go again… and I’m not talking about the Patriots playing in another AFC Championship.

“When you go to the middle of our field and start doing the dance Shawne Merriman is known for, that is disrespectful. They showed no class and maybe that comes from the head coach,” said running back LaDainian Tomlinson. From what I saw, it looked like one player, James Sanders, was dancing in the field. That makes the entire team classless? Isn’t it worse when Merriman is doing said dance in the face of the player he just clobbered?

Shaun Phillips says he will never forget. Are you kidding me?

It’s the same old story… the Patriots beat a team that was HEAVILY favored and that team begins with all the post-game bullshit. The Raiders, to this day, believe we cheated our way to the AFC Championship in January 2002. The Colts bitched and moaned so much about our game that the play of all NFL defensive backs was changed with the new enforcement of the illegal contact rule. Here we go again… now the Patriots are classless. What’s the old saying… don’t confuse jealously with hatred?

I spent some time this morning trolling the message boards of the San Diego Union-Tribune. Much was nice, respectful, and classy. There were even Patriots fans there making nice comments and there was a discussion about how the Manning brothers suck (remember Eli’s order to San Diego to not draft him?)…

Listen, San Diego is more talented, more successful this season, more balanced… none of it matters at all. Statistics are for losers. Now, having beaten what I consider to be the best team in the NFL, I don’t see the Patriots losing to Indianapolis. Nope. I don’t see it.

Woah, Patriots beat Chargers 24-21

Wow. The New England Patriots, MY NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS just beat the best team in the NFL. Wow. I’m shaking so hard, it’s incredibly difficult to even type this. I wanted the Pats to win but San Diego was/is a formidable foe… probably the best.

Kristina gets the game ball today. She came home early in the third quarter and it was all downhill from there. Kristina is known for her good luck. She was our lucky charm.

I think I’m going to faint.

Patriots vs Chargers PreGame

My heart is pounding, my hands are shaking, my stomach is in knots… must be almost game time.

Fifteen minutes until kickoff… This could just be the longest 15 minutes EVER.

May the best team win.

P.S. Don’t worry, Ernie. My dad is wearing his gold chain. 😉

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