...after only watching three (3) playoff football games, the two divisional championships and the Super Bowl, per year for the last 3 or 4 years, to say that it was either that the Seattle coach or the quarterback called the worst play of recent playoff history by calling for a pass when they had time for at least two ground plays tonight. Or was it that it had to have been outright payola that led to them giving the game to the Patriots?
I have seen many an arsehat football play in my life and that pass, that was intercepted with what maybe 20 seconds left in the game, had to have been one of the biggest fuckups in NFL history! Yeah, granted I am no football wizard but neither was the jerkoff that called for that play to be run. A pass! A PASS! A FUCKING PASS!!! They were simply disgraceful under pressure (or corrupt) to have called for a loser of a play as to pass in that situation - and to pass into a tight defensive field. The quarterback would have been better off just falling on the ball and moving onto the next play - they had two downs left after that one in which to try to run it in. Friggin Seattle Sore Losers (as they then started a fight as if it would help) should be their new name.
Anyway, I played $175 in pools and got $100 back. Better than losing it all. My son and I enjoyed the game at Zum's and the bill was only $90 with the tip. Considering I had to pay a 10% tip on the pool money, that left me with the $90. That was just exactly enough to pay for Zum's! Yeah, I know, had I not bet the $175 I would have been better off but the $175 wagered was already written off as a loss as soon as I bet it on Super Bowl boxes.
Luckily Brendan drove us home, I had been expecting to drive but got to have a few more biers than I expected after he made it obvious he was not drinking more than one. He had only one weiss bier during the game and drank soda and water after that. He also enjoyed a roast duck dinner, a cup bowl of goulash soup (I had the soup too) and a freshly baked soft pretzel. But I digress, so let me get back to him driving us home. Nice to know the old man can sometimes depend on the young buck as the undesignated but self appointed driver. The only real downside for me is that it is now snowing and tomorrow morning should be a mess on the way to work (shit, I have to work tomorrow). Yet, that is another day and another story. Tonight with my son, that was GREAT!
All the best,
Glenn B
I have seen many an arsehat football play in my life and that pass, that was intercepted with what maybe 20 seconds left in the game, had to have been one of the biggest fuckups in NFL history! Yeah, granted I am no football wizard but neither was the jerkoff that called for that play to be run. A pass! A PASS! A FUCKING PASS!!! They were simply disgraceful under pressure (or corrupt) to have called for a loser of a play as to pass in that situation - and to pass into a tight defensive field. The quarterback would have been better off just falling on the ball and moving onto the next play - they had two downs left after that one in which to try to run it in. Friggin Seattle Sore Losers (as they then started a fight as if it would help) should be their new name.
Anyway, I played $175 in pools and got $100 back. Better than losing it all. My son and I enjoyed the game at Zum's and the bill was only $90 with the tip. Considering I had to pay a 10% tip on the pool money, that left me with the $90. That was just exactly enough to pay for Zum's! Yeah, I know, had I not bet the $175 I would have been better off but the $175 wagered was already written off as a loss as soon as I bet it on Super Bowl boxes.
Luckily Brendan drove us home, I had been expecting to drive but got to have a few more biers than I expected after he made it obvious he was not drinking more than one. He had only one weiss bier during the game and drank soda and water after that. He also enjoyed a roast duck dinner, a cup bowl of goulash soup (I had the soup too) and a freshly baked soft pretzel. But I digress, so let me get back to him driving us home. Nice to know the old man can sometimes depend on the young buck as the undesignated but self appointed driver. The only real downside for me is that it is now snowing and tomorrow morning should be a mess on the way to work (shit, I have to work tomorrow). Yet, that is another day and another story. Tonight with my son, that was GREAT!
All the best,
Glenn B
