I had to move pretty fast to remove the “Taking The Bus To Joe Pisarcik’s House” headline.
I’d like to think the Colts’ miracle comeback falling short means we’re free of the Peyton/Kenny Chesney jokes from you-know-where until August at least, but I’m not as lucky as Jerome Bettis.
In all seriousness (101% of it), the best part about Indy losing is that we’re spared observations about Peyton ordering the punting team back to the sideline on 4th and 2 in the 3rd quarter as some sort of crucial moment in the elder Manning bro’s evolution as The Greatest Human Being On Earth. He’s an amazing QB, no question, and he almost pulled this one off. But he’s also got as many rings as Bubby Brister. On his hands, at least.
Perhaps this is a bit unfair, but Indy acolytes will forever have to wonder whether or not Nick Harper might’ve returned Bettis’ near-fatal fumble all the way for a game-winning TD had the former’s wife not stabbed him in the knee the previous evening.
Coach Of The Century Award goes to the jowly Bill Cowher, for having the presence of mind to send Ben Roethlisberger’s impersonator onto the field in Week 12.
The Carolina/Chicago game just started and Steve Smith is already making the Bears’ secondary look dopey. 3 and out for Rex Grossman and Chicago in their first possession ; I’m not just saying this because the good people at Phillips have installed a state-of-the-art surround sound system here at Chez CSTB (apparently, there’s a lot of cool stuff you can borrow if you make your own Gizmodo letterhead) but the booing at the bizarre spaceship known as Soldier Field seems very loud.