Next week, Ben and I (and possibly Joe) are going to have a podcast where we talk about the Super Bowl after the dust has settled. But for now, we’ve had half a week to think about the Super Bowl, and I think it is time to talk about press conferences.
Cam Newton behaved like most expected him to. He played with emotion, and when it didn’t go his way, he quit. He didn’t jump on a fumble because he was afraid of injury. He didn’t last too long in the press conference because he was tired of hearing Chris Harris, Jr., literally right behind him, answering happy questions about how easily they stopped Cam. He gave the legion of Newton Nukers (trademark pending) a ton of fuel in their hot take effigies of the 26 year old from Auburn.
I actually had someone tell me “it didn’t bother me that he fell on the ground. It bothered me that he rolled in bounds, which could potentially disrupt play.”
…Sure? Continue reading
Okay, let’s just say what everyone’s been thinking. This Denver Broncos team is not Manning’s team. He’s part of it, and they’ll probably give him a Super Bowl ring if they win (probably), but he’s not the driving force of their success.
“I’m not?” (Fox Sports)
Two weeks ago, when the Broncos needed to step up and make a play to stop Tom Brady, it wasn’t Manning, who was too busy buffing out the red spot on his enormous forehead. It was the Denver defense. It was Ware and Brandon Marshall on a pass rush. It was Aqib Talib sticking his eye-poking fingers up and hitting the ball. It was Bradley Roby making the play and forgetting what the hell he was doing for a hot second.
The Denver defense drives this vehicle. Peyton’s not even riding shotgun. He’s sitting in the back with his feet against the front headrest, yelling audibles at his Nintendo 3DS. Continue reading
At this rate my fellow Saints fans are going to accuse me of liking the Panthers.
I swear I don’t! I’m just at the point where I have to talk myself into this or else I’m going to be very disappointed on February 7th.
Two years ago, I was convinced that there was NO CHANCE the Seahawks could beat the Broncos. The Broncos had Peyton and a dynamic, record-breaking offense. The Seahawks had a decent offense and an unlikable cast of characters. I said it on prediction threads, on podcasts, to friends: the Broncos were going to get Peyton his second ring.
When I read this letter from Sarah, I hadn’t actually even heard about what Cam Newton did with the 12th Man Flag, which I realize now is an impressive exhibition in rock-living. And in most of the things I’ve seen, Cam is criticized for it lightly. I mean, yes, it’s classless. And it’s a little egotistic, and disrespectful, and all of the things that we should associate with Cam Newton at this point after his five year career.
But my issue when reading this didn’t have anything to do with Cam. It has to do with this seething entitlement from fans that just makes my blood boil. I don’t think Seattle fans are special in these self-indulgent displays of annoyance, but they certainly seem to be one of the stronger flavors of awful fandom. So let me get this off my chest in the form of a missive to Seattle fans and all fans in general:
You’re just a fan. Get the fuck over yourself. Continue reading
Well, it took us some time to finally record a podcast, but hopefully we’ll be making up for that. We plan on releasing one before the conference championships, and then another before the Super Bowl. For now, enjoy this one. Pardon my awful joke in the middle, I’ve already apologized on social media for it. Also pardon the weird edit in the end when we’re talking about Phil Simms. Footbawl blog studios didn’t pay their electricity bill.