Patriot Games... part 2 - by wongoz
So I suppose I should've posted something about last weekend's Super Bowl, but the thing is, I didn't watch it. It might be great Sunday night viewing for people in North America, but over here, on the other side of the prime meridian, it's competing against blue night specials. Not that I watch those anyways, since I don't even have a TV, but still, what I'm saying is: the timing sucks.
The game didn't start until well past midnight here, and by the time I got home from a birthday party and an Irish pub, it was almost 2am, and it was only halftime. Sorry, I miss American football, and I miss the Super Bowl, but I don't miss it that much. Compounding the issue was the fact that I had to be at work at 8:30am on Monday morning, so it was an easy decision.
About as easy as the game seemed to be, after reading about it. Apollo and I had briefly discussed the game over instant messaging, and while I was rooting for my Syracuse boy, Donovan McNabb, there's just no way I was picking the Eagles to beat a Patriots team who had thoroughly dismantled the best offensive and the best defensive teams in consecutive weeks. Say what you will about the Patriots, about their just-good-enough mediocrity or anything else you want to badmouth them on, but the fact of the matter is, they are the champs until further notice. Period.
I can't say I particularly like the Pats either - something about cool-as-ice Tom Brady sticks in my craw, and the whole we-are-still-underdogs thing that Apollo mentioned is pretty annoying, especially from a team featuring 6 Pro Bowlers. It is nice to see Corey Dillon get his props though, after spending 7 years in the wasteland known as the Cincinnati Bengals and being described as a selfish malcontent. Apollo can back me up on this, but I've been a Dillon fan for a long time, ever since I happened to pick him up in a fantasy pool one year and he busted loose for 275 yards or something like that in one game. How can you not like a guy like that, with no record like Jamal Lewis? hahaha...
Anyways, it was also nice to see someone aside from motormouth Freddie Mitchell and the aforementioned babe magnet Brady win the MVP. By all accounts, Deion Branch seems like a nice guy and deserving of the award. Good on ya.
Focus now turns to the draft, only a few months away... and wild speculation that my favourite team, the Minnesota Vikings, will trade the best receiver in the league, Randy Moss, for a bag of baseballs and some pine tar. No? Ok, a bag of footballs and some stick-um. Whichever way you slice it, a singular talent like his comes along only every so often, and if you don't have Bill Belichick at the helm (and Mike Tice is certainly no Belichick), then you need star players like Moss. Mark my words, the Vikings will regret trading Moss, should they decide to do so.
As for the other football (European, that is), big ups to Canadian international Julian de Guzman on his impending season's-end move to Deportivo La Coruña in the Spanish Liga Primera. Prominent Canadians in the world's most popular sport include Paul Stalteri of Werder Bremen and Tomasz Radzinski of Everton. Keep it going, lads, and Canada just might break into the top 80 in the world one of the these days.
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