Week 4 – Superburrl II
Boom! This was a great week people. It is what the French would call ‘a fucking great week.’ Why I hear you ask? It was great for two teams:
Boom! This was a great week people. It is what the French would call ‘a fucking great week.’ Why I hear you ask? It was great for two teams:
Buckaroo from Philip Chan on Vimeo.
With a subway system rivalled in crapness only by New York’s best, not much time was spent in the city of Will Smith and brotherly love. Indeed, there was only one reason for going to Philadelphia… EAGLES, BABY!
It was at Lincoln Financial Field that we found out that it’s not always sunny in Philadelphia. Not by a long shot. What started as light rain and us being a little bit annoyed turned into a thunder storm and a very depressed Burr, Mike and Phil. Indeed conditions were so bad that not only was play suspended, fans were told to leave the upper tiers of the stands lest they get struck by lightning.
But an hour and a half later, The Eagles were back… and continued to lose right into the final few minutes of the fourth quarter…
It was looking bad.
“Let’s just go after this play.”
“Sure.”
And just when we were thinking about how we were going to get back to The Comfort Inn and how we had wasted a lot of money to come to Philadelphia to see a pretty terrible game of football… Boom. Eagles touchdown. Times 2.
FLY EAGLES FLY!
See you in New York, New York!
Ugh. Let’s get this over and done with. Nine days ago the Bears learnt how to not finish a game out without missed opportunities, lack of focus and costly individuals errors. This week the Defense was back and even better but despite a 10 point lead at home with under 4 minutes left in the 4th the Bears managed to churn out a second L when they lost in overtime. It all seemed a little surreal. The red-zone interception, the missed field goal by Robbie Gould, the failure to run out the clock when ahead in regular time or the ridiculous call of unnecessary roughness in OT when the Bucs were just about to have to punt from their own endzone. Despite the pessimist I am, there never seemed a moment the Bears would lose on Sunday night. But whatever. They did.
Good morning my merry mengoers. It’s too early for the milkman. It’s too late for the Mosque. But one thing it isn’t too early or too late for is some Monday Night Football. At current the Eagles are up 30 – 24 in Dallas. Yep, “Fly Eagles Fly! On the road to vic-tor-ee!” and all that…
Let’s start with the Bears at the Panthers whereupon:
p = mv
m = first fumble by Greg Olsen
v = second fumble by Greg Olsen
p = change in momentum
Can anyone remember what results from changes in momentum? That’s right, a good old ass raping for the Bears, that’s what. A good old fashioned ass raping.
Elsewhere there was another Giants win. St Louis looked just as bad as last week. New York looked just as good as last week. However, the excitement was elsewhere…
…Ford Field. Last week I scoffed at the Detroit Lions a little bit too indulgently. This week I have nearly had to eat my own words after what happened in our second douche match of the season with Green Bay visiting Detroit. This would surely be an easy W for Green Bay and it certainly started that way, the Pack going 21 – 0 up. But then Detroit came back to go up 25 – 24! Were Detroit going to erase half a century of sucking? Maybe Tim Taylor was onto something all those years ago… The Lions’ response? Interception. Interception. Interception. Green Bay win. Yep. That was predictable.
Way and across Lake Michigan and up into Minnesota, the Vikings were taking on Indianapolis, Chicago’s victims from last week. Vikings lose. Oh well.
Eagles just lost. Good night.
Chicago Bears 17
Carolina Panthers 20
Green Bay 48
Detroit Lions 25
Indianapolis Colts 18
Minnesota Vikings 15
New York Giants 41
St Louis Rams 13
Philadelphia Eagles 37
Dallas Cowboys 41