Man, what a great weekend.
The only bummer was seeing Justin Forsett's season end with the Baltimore Ravens.
The Carolina-Seattle contest was closer than I would have liked. Cam Newton exceeded expectations and made it a game for the first three quarters, but once he had to throw every down, you knew the Legion of Boom was going to bust out some neon lime Kryptonite and make him pay for his temerity.
Although I was looking forward to a chance to wreak revenge on the Cowboys, it was still fun to watch Green Bay demolish Dallas. The bottom line is that Jerry's Cowpokes weren't good enough to earn a ticket to Seattle. We'll take a rain check until the regular season and see them in the Jones Mahal.
Finally, it was wonderful to see John Elway fail in his quest for the white whale of a third Lombardi Trophy. There's a great article on Elway in last week's Sports Illustrated. Despite some sad stuff in there about the death of his dad and his twin sister, for which any human must feel great sympathy, the article mostly confirms the longstanding impression that Elway is a psychocompetitive moral vacuum who had his sisters write his term papers in college and threatened to stop throwing passes to a Bronco receiver unless he agreed to forfeit a trivia game to his quarterback. The article depicts an Elway obsessed with evening the score, balancing his three Super Bowl defeats as a player with his two late-career wins, plus at least one more as a GM.
In an imbecilic tantrum yesterday, Elway burned Coach John Fox after he won four straight division titles--including one with Tim Tebow as quarterback--plus last year's conference championship.
Who would want to work for Elway now?
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