Knee-Jerk Thoughts After the Super Bowl

Okay, I loathe Terrell Owens, but you have to give him a ton of respect for the way he played last night. Like him or not, nine catches for 122 yards is a good day for anybody, let alone a guy with pins and screws in his ankle, a guy who the team doctor said shouldn't be playing. That was a ballsy performance by him, and any pub he gets for that performance is entirely deserved. (Side note: I still can't wrap my head around the media saying during Hype Week that he was "selfish" for trying to play on that bum ankle. If that had been Brett Favre, they would have all been masturbating. But it was T.O., so they had to come up with some way to make it seem evil. Jesus Christ.)

I can't believe the Eagles kept it as close as they did (and actually kind of dominated at times early) with how bad McNabb was playing. He looked off all game, with several bad INTs, and even more cases of overthrowing, underthrowing, and throwing behind guys ... if he had led Pinkston properly on that long pass in the 2nd quarter, it would have been a TD. He had inside position AND two steps on the DB. Instead, Pinkston had to make a fantastic play just to catch the ball. Then you add in the ridiculous huddling-up when they were down by 2 scores ... man, he was shaky. I can't imagine what might have happened if McNabb had played like he did 2 and 3 weeks ago.

Speaking of Pinkston ... "cramps" happen to athletes all the time. But the fact that it was Pinkston who had to leave the game because of them ... well THAT was funny. Get that man some Midol!

A lot of people seem to think that Rodney Harrison should have been the MVP, but I say any time a player on the winning team ties a Super Bowl record (Branch with 11 catches), he should get the honor unless there's an extremely good reason not to give it to him.

Detroit is already bracing itself for the enormous bashing it's going to take from the asshole media next year. If these people were bitching this bad about friggin' Jacksonville, who knows what the hell they'll say next year. You people are at the SUPER BOWL, for Christ's sake. You're taking a glorified week-long vacation. Quit acting like the weather and the fact that there may not be enough cabs is the end of the friggin' world...