[quote]coolnatedawg wrote:
[quote]Broncoandy wrote:
Btw did anyone else think it was really fucking weird that Pats weren’t trying to save clock by spending a time out before that play? It’s almost like Belichick knew that was gonna happen. If they had scored, and the Pats run out of clock on the next drive we’d be talking about how retarded THAT was today. To me that was a bigger mystery than the pass.[/quote]
Fucking THIS. I feel like I didn’t even take a breath for the last few minutes b/c of that. To not call a timeout there is ballsy as hell. You are either really respecting your defense to come up big with a block (or crazy INT) or you are hoping they do it quick enough to give your man time to get back down the field to tie it up. Either way, I think both coaches made some gutsy calls right there but only 1 worked out.[/quote]
I was super pissed at that point. We had already switched to water (I had meetings on Monday morning), and just walked outside to finish my cigar. I was fuming, and gave up hope after that circus catch. Here we go again. More yapping, more “can’t win without cheating” more talk of ball pressure, more Suggs bullshit, more haterade than any one person wants to hear.
Worst than that, is the next few months of dwelling on “how close we came, and what the world would be like if fuck face doesn’t catch that ball, or Harmon picks it…”
So I was standing there, smoking, just like when the Giants ruined the perfect season, watching through a window. It was crazy how similar the two nights were…
And then it happened. Some silly motherfucker truck-sticked a shit wideout and picked off the next coming on a football field… The bar erupted in celebration. I tossed my cigar and ran back in, screaming, hugging and just generally pumped with the rest of them.
This is a blue collar bar, in a (now in the off season) a blue collar town, full of people that can’t afford to go to a regular season game more than once a year let alone a superbowl… But for a good hour, there wasn’t a single swinging dick in that joint that wasn’t each other’s best friend, confidant and standing right there on that field, everything again, right with the world.
I was so sick of the deflategate witch-hunt that is 110% sour grapes from fans and sports writers who pretend the Pats are somehow worse than anyone else, I almost didn’t watch the game. I wasn’t alone. I talked to my wife about the nation embarrassment everyone’s envy and “bread and circus” mentality is. Talked to my good friend about how fucked we really are as a society that a bunch of degenerates are looked up to as much as sports teams are…
In the end we all said fuck it. We’ll watch the game. We’ll feel the agnoy of defeat or enjoy the spoils of victory and gloat like motherfuckers that all you (proverbal) envious little bitches can cry and call them “cheaters” all you want, it doesn’t change a single thing. They won, we all just fans, and the world will continue to spin, projected by a lot more important shit than any of this. Once we were done with the game, we are done. No more buying into the bullshit… The NFL will never get another of my dollars, directly, ever again. Fuck them.
