What a glorious day I had today. I took the day off, and of course, the Saints defeated the Colts last night in epic fashion.
I’m not one to brag, but last night I told my dad that the Saints were going to defeat the Colts. He said he hoped I was right but he thought there was no way the Colts would lose. No way. And for the second time in the last ten years, I was right and he was wrong.
The first time, of course, was in Super Bowl 37 when he thought Rich Gannon and the Raiders would easily crush the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. Hello, their QB was Brad Johnson, for crying out loud! I, on the other hand, thought that Raiders’ coach Bill Callahan was merely running a team off of what now-Bucs coach Jon Gruden had created. There’s no way the Bucs would lose. Bucs Safety John Lynch summed it up perfectly halfway through what ended up to be a blowout: “They’re doing everything exactly like Coach said they would!”
I was right and he was wrong.
2 points Angela, 0 points Dad.
But, last night’s game was amazing. And I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again, could Drew Brees be any more likeable? Geez, does that guy make me happy. I’ve always liked Drew Brees anyway, since his Chargers days and he single-handedly saved my fantasy football season when I accidentally missed the draft and was able to pick him up from the reject pool.
And Sean Payton, what a friggin game he called. I screamed when the Saints pulled that surprise onside kick. I squealed like a pig in shit. That’s how you fucking win a Super Bowl, dudes. There is no tomorrow. You pull out all the stops. It was a far cry from the pussyfooted crap the Colts pulled out of their “masterminds”. But then again, the Colts played like pussies all year long. Arrogant conservativeness. You have to go balls to the wall. Just ask the Philadelphia Eagles, who you might remember played the fourth quarter of Super Bowl 39 as if it was the first.
I don’t think I’ve cheered so hard in a non-Patriots game. My heart pounded as I sat on the edge of my seat. You can have your “pastime” status, baseball, but the NFL IS America’s Game.
Congratulations, Saints fans. You never forget your first.
This morning, my dad imparted some of his wisdom on me regarding this year’s Super Bowl. “It’s impossible to enjoy a Super Bowl after your team wins a few,” he said. He added, “I used to always enjoy the Super Bowl, no matter who was in it. Not anymore.” So true, pops.
In general, Super Bowls just don’t feel like they used to. For one, the commercials aren’t that good anymore. My dad thinks good Super Bowl commercials died with the attempted assassination of the Budweiser Frogs. Which reminds me, I forgot how totally awesome Terry Tate, Office Linebacker is:
Secondly, the halftime shows have sucked for years. Were they ever good? Does anyone even watch them? They’re too long. I’d much rather the regular 15 minute halftime and save the concert crap for the MTV Video awards or something.
At least this year has a compelling match-up… Peyton vs. Drew. I’m sure it goes without saying but in our house, we’re all about the Black & Gold tonight; the “Who Dat” crew, if you will. You can imagine the frustration I had in trying to explain “who dat” to my dad. He still doesn’t get it. I don’t really either, for that matter.
My boyfriend summed it up perfectly when he gave me his five reasons for why he wants the Saints to win tonight:
“1. I hate Peyton Manning.
2. I hate Peyton Manning.
3. I hate Peyton Manning.
4. The Saints have never even been to the Super Bowl before so that’s cool.
5. I hate Peyton Manning.”
1) The only thing a Prevent Defense does for your team is “prevent” it from winning.
2) All the commercials sucked except for Conan’s Swedish advertising adventure. Loved it!
3) I usually prefer officials let plays go before blowing the whistle because then the play can be reviewed and the correct call can be made. But why didn’t the officials review the final fumble/incomplete pass? They wasted everyone’s time just minutes earlier reviewing and obvious TD reception.
4) Larry Fitzgerald is still a beast.
5) The Cardinals have nothing to be ashamed about. They played with heart. And like I said, if anything cost them the game it was that fucking prevent defense on the Steelers’ final drive.
6) But then again, it was probably the Steelers running a variant of nickel and dime packages that allowed Arizona to get back into the game anyway.
7) I was in favor of James Harrison winning the MVP until I saw him punching some Arizona dude in the back. Stu-Pid.
8 ) And unlike Deion Branch, Santonio Holmes actually deserved the MVP trophy last night because he made some plays at critical times. Not just mere receptions but he hustled and fought for extra yards after the catch. I was also pleased the trophy was not just handed to the QB (nothing against Roethisberger or anything) like the way the MVP was handed to Eli last year when clearly, the Giants defense won the game.
9) Super Bowls should most definitely be like this every year. Blowouts suck.
10) And, although I would never trade in a Patriots Super Bowl, it is so much more relaxing just being able to enjoy the game without all the stress, anxiety, and emotion.
After an incredible NFC Championship, the New York Giants will face the Patriots in Super Bowl 42. I guess I should start by saying I like the Giants. In fact, they are my team in the NFC. As anyone here will tell you, we get all their games on TV and there are many old timers in these parts that are die-hard Giants’ fans. My grandfather, for example, was a huge Giants fan. If you want to watch a football game at 4 p.m., chances are you’ll have the Giants. There’s a lot of history between the two teams, especially since they used to scrimmage back in the days when the Pats held their training camp at Bryant College.
Some of the greatest games in Giants history had Coach Belichick on their sideline such as Super Bowl XXV. Meanwhile, Coach Coughlin was at his side, coaching wide receivers. At the same time, current Pats coach Pepper Johnson was playing linebacker for the G-Men. Most importantly regarding Super Bowl XXV, as a sixth grader I got a night of no homework in my math class for correctly predicting the Giants over the Bills. On the preceding Friday morning, our entire class wrote our predictions and prayed for our choice. Of course, this was pre-football-nut-Angela and it was more of a lucky guess than thoughtful analysis but no homework is no homework especially when it’s math. Under those circumstances, it also marked the first Super Bowl in which I had a vested interest.
That said, it was a little bittersweet to see the Giants win last night. I was trying to root for the Packers, not just for my old buddy Goob but because if the Patriots were able to defeat them in the Super Bowl, they’d have defeated almost all of the top teams of the 2007 season thus making 19-0 that much more significant (not that 19-0 wouldn’t be significant, but you get the idea).
But anyway, betcha a lot of analysts are eating crow this week after criticizing Tom Coughlin for playing all his starters in the Week 17 Patriots-Giants match up.
So, it should be a fun two weeks and, if that Week 17 contest was any indication, it should be a really exciting Super Bowl. Plus, New Yorkers really know how to have fun. For example:
The Morning Show on Q104.3 in New York have printable Bridget Moynahan masks for fans to try and distract Tom Brady. I don’t know if they’ll work though, to me, it kind of looks like Courtney Cox. I’m patiently awaiting a response from the Boston Herald. Surely, they’ll come up with something to counter, Oreo Cookie masks maybe?
I'm Angela - a 30-something (OMG!) administrative assistant working in Cambridge, MA. I'm consumed by my endless devotion to the New England Patriots and I knit to kick off some steam. Oh, and I have a really whacky boyfriend to keep me entertained.