Football Pools
Topic: General Football Anxiety
Every team I was rooting for on Saturday lost. Ole Miss bought it on a last second field goal. My new "Home Team," Penn State, loses it with 0's on the clock and I swear if anyone I know finds out I was pulling for Notre Dame, I'm deadski. If you don't know about that game, well, you don't like football.
So I'm in this office pool and I'm getting scrapes from being drug along the bottom of the pool. No kidding. I spent hours developing a statistical formula and came up 7-7 for the effort. So this last weekend, I decided "No more Jedi Mind Tricks." I used the force.
I was 8-1 after the 1pm games. I WAS ROCKING. If not for Pittsburgh (who put tommy Maddox on the field in spite of having several far more talented and willing High School quarterbacks in the stands), I would have been 9-0. EIGHT AND ONE, baby. I was in the grrrrrooooooooooooooooooove.
Can we have a serious football discussion for a moment?
What the hell happened to the Pats? Set aside those injuries. All I've heard for 2 friggin' years is s-y-s-t-e-m. Miami beat the doggie poo out of Denver, surely the "ALMIGHTY SYSTEM" could get the job done (speaking of doggie poo, Miami and the dope smoking miracle were served a pile of it beaten freshly out of them by the 5-1 NFC South Leading "woeful, pathetic, incapable of making the playoffs, lesser than" Bucs yesterday - SEE: "You are what your record says you are." - Bill Parcells, notable Cowboy Coach and sure fired hall of famer once he dies and can't come out of retirement.)
Nope. The s-y-s-t-e-m had to make a furious comeback to make the score look respectable. 8-2. Never thought I'd see the day when Buffalo saved me from an 0-for late games at 4 in the afternoon. They done it, though. But the horror that is Oakland, oh dear.
Raider Nation serving as L.T.'s bitch? Say it ain't so Lyle Alzado. That was a sham. In Oakland. Pitiful it was, Yoda might say. But for Seattle doing what they should have done, I might well have finished 9-4.
And my survivor "lock" was Atlanta. Thank you Jesus and the 15, or whatever, apostles for a (in the words of Jim Haslett) "chickensh-t" holding call.
So, once the Colts beat the aforementioned doggie poo out of St. Louis tonight, I go to 11-3 for the week, landing me in a smug and respectable 30th place out of fifty on the season, BUT THIRD THIS WEEK.
The Mojo is coming on. Anyone have a lock this weekend? Can't use Pats, Eagles, Jags, Bengals, Colts or Falcons. Oh well, the force might be with me. Or not. Maybe I'll give the apostles another try.
Posted by Bill Turner
at 6:56 PM EDT