Monday, February 4, 2008

18-1. Choke on it, you dick.

That was easily the best superbowl I have ever seen and likely the best ever. When you combine all the threads- undefeated season on the line, the Pat's "unstoppable" offense, Eli's maturation into a bigtime qb (yes, I will say that now), a rematch of the last game of the season, how close it was throughout, 4th quarter lead changes, game winning drives, all of that- its tough to see how another superbowl tops this one.


And yeah, I know this is a cheap shot but its also so easy. I like Brady and think by the time he retires he could make a legitimate claim to being the game's best QB. But this post isnt about Brady, or the rest of the Pats players who regardless of everything else put together a hell of a season. Its about Belichick, an asshole of the highest caliber. If its not forcing players with concussions to go full contact in practice, cheating, acting like a petulant shit when one of his coaches leaves (gasp!) to take a head coaching job, or rudely shoving a cameraman, (this guy chronicles a few more of Belichick's nicer moments) its leaving the field when the game lays unfinished. A classy move by a classy man. Losing the Superbowl and fucking up the perfect season couldnt have happened to a nicer guy.

My schadenfreude is tempered by the fact that I have to look forward to about a week of hearing that sentimental dipshit Mercury Morris run his mouth. Please. Get back on the golf course, relax, age gracefully, and try not to be so transparently bitter.

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