With David Akers’ 38 yard FG as time expired, Philly punched their ticket to New Orleans, and the only persons more pissed off than me and Colonel Coughlin are probably Archie Manning and Mama McNabb.
Tiki Barber’s 137 yard finale was overshadowed by a slightly superior, season-extending performance by the Eagles’ Brian Westbrook (141 yards on 20 carries, 1 TD, 2 catches).
I realize no one is gonna confuse Amani Toomer with Jerry Rice, but Eli Manning is sorely in need of another option besides Plaxico Fantastico (who didn’t have a bad game considering he came close to disappearing for the 2nd and 3rd quarters). As far as Jeremy Shockey is concerned, his NY Post ghostwriter would’ve shown greater mobility (Billy Wagner’s ghostwriter, too, come to think of it).
In short, it was a heck of a
game between two mediocre teams heavyweight battle to determine who’ll have the pleasure of getting waxed by the Saints. That, and a chance for Joe Buck to show the world he can quickly ID Alice In Chains.