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by Bill Dungsroman 12/21/2004, 12:54pm PST |
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Would the Colts have won that Ravens game without Marvin?
Maybe. His TD iced the game but hey were already up, and that Up Route is a one that Brandon Stokley ran with regularity for the Ravens - including the Superbowl.
I have a few comments about the Sunday Night game, including comments about comments about the Sunday Night Game.
-Any analyst (and there were plenty, there are always plenty) who said the "real" game was the Ravens' offense vs. the Colts' defense is a mealy-mouthed faggot who couldn't punt a football 50 yards if I spotted him 49. Aside from the fact that you always hear this throwaway, faux-deep-thinking line every time an offense-heavy team plays a defense-heavy one - well, no, not aside from that. You're already a dim cunt on that basis alone. I'm sorry, but the points a good offense scores don't count? News to me. But looking further, at this game in particular, we need to look at how the Ravens as a team win games. Three ways (in order):
1. Their defense scores points.
2. Their defense keeps other teams from scoring points.
3. Their offense scores points.
Sometimes the order of importance varies but mainly, that's it. When the Ravens' D scores points (or sets up go-ahead TDs or especially figgies) and they clamp down on the opposing offenses, they win games. They have to host Cleveland to show any offensive chops. So, what we have is at least two-thirds of the Ravens' game-winning strategy coming down when the defense is on the field.
-Analysts whining about how they hate that players don't seem to really hate each other and hug and shake hands after games are frustrated never-were jocks who cry themselves to sleep every night over their failure to be a professional athlete. Fuck you, you whiny, sad little men. Micheal Irvin, who I hate listening to on good days, said of the Donovan Darius-Robert Ferguson hit: "It's a brotherhood out there. It's also a tough, tough game, and you can not only hurt the other guy easy with plays like that, you can get get hurt yourself." He also pointed out that exacting retribution on another player after Darius was ejected in order to get revenge was patently retarded. "This ain't baseball." You can play with fire without actual hatred and a deep desire to do the other guy harm. Evidence? Last Sunday night's game. There are few players in the league at any position as motivated, prepared, and capable as Ray Lewis and Peyton Manning. These guys want to beat each other, Lewis wants to hit Manning any time he gets the call to blitz, so I defy any NFL analyst faggot to tell me that that game was cheapened because Lewis and Manning hugged and shook hands smiling at the game's conclusion. Please. The game was a pure joy to watch, the crowd silencing to let Manning call his audibles, Lewis shuffling his guys around desperately but capably to staunch the vaunted offensive output. That TD to Harrison may onyl have gotten Manning one closer to the record, nothing more, but I bet he'd tell you it was easily one of the toughest he's ever thrown. Also, Colts fans that booed the kneeldown at the end are queer and we'll see how they like their team dying in the playoffs again. They should have been booing Cato June, for being so motherfucking incompetent he can't stay inbounds when running a ball back to the house practically uncontested. Jesus fucking Christ Cato, the lines are even drawn for you, what more do you fucking need? |
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