Monday, February 07, 2005


Superbowl Sunday.

Now that was a good game, huh?

I always seem to forget Dave's #1 rule for Superbowl victory: the team that calms down first, wins.

I can't recall a Superbowl in recent memory that didn't involve at least a quarter of two teams flailing about, looking nothing like the teams that clawed their way to the Big Game. Whether it's nerves, inexperience, or some other intangible factor, the first few drives of every Superbowl seem to involve the sloppiest play you'll ever see. Lots of three-and-outs, stupid passes, and other dumb calls. Sunday's game was no exception.

What *was* unique about Sunday was how long both teams stayed sloppy, and how they both kept pace with each other in their recovery to form. Surprisingly, the Patriots and Eagles were a lot closer matchup than I anticipated.

Still, in the end, it came down to one player: Corey Dillon. The Pats could get a drive or two out of their run game; the Eagles could not. And, like another one-dimensional NFC playoff team (*cough* GreenBay *cough*), the Eagles had to rely on a quarterback not exactly known for his brilliant decisionmaking in the clutch.

Speaking of decisionmaking, can anyone-- anyone-- tell me what Philly was thinking in the last five minutes of the game? The Eagles demonstrated perhaps the worst clock management I have ever seen in a game, going so far as to huddle-- *twice*-- with less than three minutes to play and two scores down. The prospects for an Eagles comeback were inevitably dim against the Patriots' defense, but whatever chances they did have were wasted by horrible decisionmaking in clutch time.

In the end, I got exactly what I wanted:
-- A close, competitive game;
-- A Patriots victory;
-- And, if not a Philly humiliation, at least a grueling loss that can be placed squarely on the shoulders of Donovan McNabb.

He he. . . it's like Christmas in February!

Oh, and for once, the halftime show was actually pretty cool. I dug the nifty stage effects, and McCartney is always dependable, even if he didn't sing "Say, Say, Say."

Finally, here are the Garfield Ridge Top Five Superbowl Commercials:
5. Frozen Ford Mustang convertible driver.
4. Monkey bosses
3. P. Diddy Diet Pepsi truck
2. FedEx Kinkos Ten Key Ingredients To A Successful Superbowl Commercial

. . . and my number one, which wasn't actually shown during the game, but during the pre-game:
1. The Heineken "psychic connection" ad.

That Heineken ad was perfect. Moments after it began, watching the beer bottles crash to the floor, my buddy Mike and I sighed in unison, both feeling the shame of the moment. Then the commercial cycles through everyone else feeling the same psychic pain at the destruction of the beer. The only thing missing from the commercial was an old bearded guy in a robe saying, "It's as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. . ."

I personally was left disappointed, waiting for Sir Paul to bring a "special guest" up on stage for a live version of "Ebony and Ivory"
Both the P. Douche Bag and Mustang commercials should get deductions for being run about 12 times each during the game.
You're goddamn right about McNabb needing to calm down. The guy's a great athlete, but not a great QB.
It was like watching two college teams go at it. The Eagles looked like the effing Bears at the end of the game, shuffling up to the line as if they had all day to score. Sure could have used some of that time they wasted at the end, huh? And the conventional wisdom that the Eagles should go for the onside kick turned out to be crap also, when they got the ball back with almost a minute left. They could have had about 30 yards of field position, which would have made a field goal feasible.

And what was New England doing playing single coverage with a backup safety when the Eagles have to have a touchdown? Was there something in the coaches water that made them senile?

All in all, a very disappointing game. Except that McNabb pretty much sucked the whole game.
I wouldn't say McNabb sucked the whole game. He did connect for 3 touchdowns and was 30-of-51 for 357 yards. The interceptions were the killer. You have to blame coaching for the poor clock management at the end. They have sucked all year in that department. I can remember several times during the season when they have had the ball right before the half and let the clock run out. A Super Bowl team should have the 2-minute drill down to a science and they didn't. But, overall, a good exciting game. And you can't blame the Eagles, afterall, they lost to a "Dynasty Team", right?
My favorite part of the evening other than the victory was how every single Boston news station had helicopters and cameras positioned around the city waiting for riots. And there was litterally nothing. They kept showing the police hanging out, talking to each other......"still nothing happening in Kenmore Square. Let's check in with the folks at Northeastern....ok, there is nothing going on there either.........ummmmmm, I guess we'll cut to commercial and when we return we'll hopefully see a car flipped over and set on fire."
That nationwide ad with MC Hammer doesn't even make the top five? Come on, give the Hammer some credit...
Please Hammer Don't Hurt 'Em
Dave - What is your #2 rule of Superbowls? Don't do the dizzy bat trick before you take the field!

As far as the game is concerned it was great...Philly fans lose F-them. I did hear the reason that Philly was huddeling at the end was because McNabb had concusion and wasn't thinking clearly.

Best comercial is I'm still sporting wood
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