This year, Super Bowl is just a Pre-Pro Bowl Scrimmage, by Pat Darnell
MooPig Wisdom on 21 Jan 2008 11:45
Let me get this straight: Giants, then, are heavy underdogs for Super Bowl XLII? That supports my point.
Basking in glory of yesteryear and of post-game drain of Sunday’s collide between old-time rivals:
"We are not picking teams; we are picking a game," says retrospective MooPig and friends. "And we feel the game isalready been played: Bay against York!" says MooPig editors on previous Saturday posts. In other words for old-timers in our group the Super Bowl is already done. Next week Super Bowl is ‘ahem, like a pre-season scrimmage for Pro-Bowl encounter to follow from Hawaii. Sorry, that’s just the way it is.
“This weekend [past] I and the Pig [have been]anticipating the championship between Packers and Giants to be the only game worth watching for the year; Favre versus Manning; Old man being challenged by the younger bucker,” said bloggers of MooPig friends on Sunday morning. “I bet the network, FOX this year, will have fewer viewers on Super Bowl Sunday than those who monitored Sundays’ battle at Lambeau,” says Blown-nee from Houston.
Now it’s moot, but we still feel the game ended as it should with the younger blooded QB overcoming the veteran ball handler. “Wow, it looks like Brett can’t focus... look at his face,” said Whats_ur_t_time via webcam from Zeeland, Michigan in the final minutes of regular play. “Yeah, he looks beaten down just enough to not be at his best. ...And look at his eyes all watery from the freezing chill.” Just then Mr. Favre threw the ball like it was a Buick right to Giant’s CB.
Cameras panned and went in close to Favre's face, that is, the exposed parts that were flaking off in the weekend chill. Remarks of minus thirty made MooPig’s little finger and left eyelid start to ache in memory of 30 below wind chills, while trying to work outside at 38 north latitude of the windy city. “That’s why we left Chicago,” says Arthur_itis, the MP clan leader, now retired in TX at a warmer 61 degrees yesterday. "Look at Favre's face. He looks like Schwartzeneggar at the end of T-2."
Hey, compare this one to the NY Jets and Baltimore Colts of Super bowl fame III, 1968 season end, asks the collective of old-timers in cyber sphere.
Was or was not trapeze act of Manning and Burress too much like past tandem act of Joe Namath and Donald Maynard. Namath and his linemen invented the 4000 yards passing records for the next 3 generations of footballers. Superman Johnny Unitas on the other hand was the ground and pound school.
Besides reinventing football offense with the forward pass, after Namath’s knees were patched up many times, someone invented the no hitting the QB below the waist... roughing the passer rules. The Baltimore Colts’ defense would rush in low and grab Namath’s legs and twist like killer alligators. Joe “Broadway” Namath would fall like a twist of rope, as his pass was more often on target and caught. "Yeah, now if you stomp too loudly around the passer, flags fly," says 6foot5 from Missouri.
All else is just moot. Plaxico "Plexiglas" Burress was as transparent as a schooner, and as transcendent as Chriss Angel, as the playing field became less and less level, leaning down hill for Burress and Manning’s aerial aerobics.
Another trend grist could lie in “...the 1958 team, led by coach Weeb Ewbank and quarterback Johnny Unitas defeated the New York Giants at Yankee Stadium 23-17 in the NFL championship game. The game, the first-ever utilizing the overtime rule, is generally considered to be among the greatest contests in professional football history. [Why Iki Peed ya] wikipedia, retrieved today.
So, before I forget why I’m commenting this morning, I want to thank the teams and fans, writers and bloggers in here, and especially the Television groups for bringing me unforgettable images from yesterday’s hostile environment.
We must never forget this is a game of blood and muscle, and the forty yard dash. "How fast the heart recovers after its effort to propel the body of large human determines how fast the limbs recover," says osgood_slaughtery our local Pop Warner coach. In Sunday’s playoff I saw the full Monty of human effort, and the younger QB Eli recovered his circulatory quicker to outlast the older Brett just long enough to get the ball first back into field-goal range.
MooPig very much wants to congratulate the teams for giving us fans one of the grandest Championship games in our viewing history. Also, many viewers were hooting and hollering at the Rustler’s Rest, Houston, and all afternoon as they stopped by to get some supplies, or to get warm.
We asked Grace, matriarch of RusRest, if she was cold, hanging around the store: “No, but I’m going to get one of those heated benches like those guys are sitting on.” It made us all think and we decided the Giants’ benches must have been powered by the bunny who keeps on going, going, and going all the way to Jupiter. "Hey, just ask NASA." >pd
MooPig Wisdom on 21 Jan 2008 11:45
Let me get this straight: Giants, then, are heavy underdogs for Super Bowl XLII? That supports my point.
Basking in glory of yesteryear and of post-game drain of Sunday’s collide between old-time rivals:
"We are not picking teams; we are picking a game," says retrospective MooPig and friends. "And we feel the game isalready been played: Bay against York!" says MooPig editors on previous Saturday posts. In other words for old-timers in our group the Super Bowl is already done. Next week Super Bowl is ‘ahem, like a pre-season scrimmage for Pro-Bowl encounter to follow from Hawaii. Sorry, that’s just the way it is.
“This weekend [past] I and the Pig [have been]anticipating the championship between Packers and Giants to be the only game worth watching for the year; Favre versus Manning; Old man being challenged by the younger bucker,” said bloggers of MooPig friends on Sunday morning. “I bet the network, FOX this year, will have fewer viewers on Super Bowl Sunday than those who monitored Sundays’ battle at Lambeau,” says Blown-nee from Houston.
Now it’s moot, but we still feel the game ended as it should with the younger blooded QB overcoming the veteran ball handler. “Wow, it looks like Brett can’t focus... look at his face,” said Whats_ur_t_time via webcam from Zeeland, Michigan in the final minutes of regular play. “Yeah, he looks beaten down just enough to not be at his best. ...And look at his eyes all watery from the freezing chill.” Just then Mr. Favre threw the ball like it was a Buick right to Giant’s CB.
Cameras panned and went in close to Favre's face, that is, the exposed parts that were flaking off in the weekend chill. Remarks of minus thirty made MooPig’s little finger and left eyelid start to ache in memory of 30 below wind chills, while trying to work outside at 38 north latitude of the windy city. “That’s why we left Chicago,” says Arthur_itis, the MP clan leader, now retired in TX at a warmer 61 degrees yesterday. "Look at Favre's face. He looks like Schwartzeneggar at the end of T-2."
Hey, compare this one to the NY Jets and Baltimore Colts of Super bowl fame III, 1968 season end, asks the collective of old-timers in cyber sphere.
Was or was not trapeze act of Manning and Burress too much like past tandem act of Joe Namath and Donald Maynard. Namath and his linemen invented the 4000 yards passing records for the next 3 generations of footballers. Superman Johnny Unitas on the other hand was the ground and pound school.
Besides reinventing football offense with the forward pass, after Namath’s knees were patched up many times, someone invented the no hitting the QB below the waist... roughing the passer rules. The Baltimore Colts’ defense would rush in low and grab Namath’s legs and twist like killer alligators. Joe “Broadway” Namath would fall like a twist of rope, as his pass was more often on target and caught. "Yeah, now if you stomp too loudly around the passer, flags fly," says 6foot5 from Missouri.
All else is just moot. Plaxico "Plexiglas" Burress was as transparent as a schooner, and as transcendent as Chriss Angel, as the playing field became less and less level, leaning down hill for Burress and Manning’s aerial aerobics.
Another trend grist could lie in “...the 1958 team, led by coach Weeb Ewbank and quarterback Johnny Unitas defeated the New York Giants at Yankee Stadium 23-17 in the NFL championship game. The game, the first-ever utilizing the overtime rule, is generally considered to be among the greatest contests in professional football history. [Why Iki Peed ya] wikipedia, retrieved today.
So, before I forget why I’m commenting this morning, I want to thank the teams and fans, writers and bloggers in here, and especially the Television groups for bringing me unforgettable images from yesterday’s hostile environment.
We must never forget this is a game of blood and muscle, and the forty yard dash. "How fast the heart recovers after its effort to propel the body of large human determines how fast the limbs recover," says osgood_slaughtery our local Pop Warner coach. In Sunday’s playoff I saw the full Monty of human effort, and the younger QB Eli recovered his circulatory quicker to outlast the older Brett just long enough to get the ball first back into field-goal range.
MooPig very much wants to congratulate the teams for giving us fans one of the grandest Championship games in our viewing history. Also, many viewers were hooting and hollering at the Rustler’s Rest, Houston, and all afternoon as they stopped by to get some supplies, or to get warm.
We asked Grace, matriarch of RusRest, if she was cold, hanging around the store: “No, but I’m going to get one of those heated benches like those guys are sitting on.” It made us all think and we decided the Giants’ benches must have been powered by the bunny who keeps on going, going, and going all the way to Jupiter. "Hey, just ask NASA." >pd
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