Yesterday, I'm sure as many did, I cleaned the cave and purified the shrine and prepared a repast, from a funky chicken sesame noodles recipe gleaned from the Internet for the Packers-Steelers Super Bowl two years ago and still attached to the refrigerator door by magnetic clip. I ironed shirts watching the pregame show.
Life moves on. The power outage at the beginning of the third quarter was nice, a break in the Ravens steamrollering. We all got to observe the reportorial skills of Steve Tasker and Solomon Wilcots. When play resumed Kaepernick was the Kaepernick we've come to expect -- strong of arm, fleet of foot and capable of making the right decision quickly.
The 49ers clawed their way back into the game, but in the end they were defenseless against the Flacco-to-Boldin connection; that, and I was not enamored with Greg Roman's play selection at the goal line with the game at stake (even if Crabtree was held).
The Ravens were the better team yesterday, and they deserve the Lombardy Trophy. Allahu Akbar.
Now it's a return to life without the NFL and blissful weekends free of televisual distraction. Hopefully, with two days to read instead of one, I can, in this fiftieth anniversary year of the Kennedy assassination, finally finish the "Mollenhoff Project" that I began three years ago this winter.
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Monday, February 4, 2013
Friday, February 1, 2013
I'm with the San Francisco 49ers
Here comes the (Super Bowl) Sun(day). Sitting in Pratt Park this afternoon during the noon hour, for the first time in so long that I can't remember the last time I sat on the bench facing south and soaked up the sun, on my iPod shuffled Stereolab's "Blips, Drips, and Strips." Suddenly a moment of perfection.
Super Bowl Sunday is the closest we come in the United States to a national celebration. Forget the Fourth of July. Super Bowl Sunday is our winter revival. So you would think that Ray Lewis is going to Bible-thump his way to a Ravens victory. But you would be wrong. "There is nothing new under the sun." But there will be something new beneath the lights of the Superdome, and his name is Colin Kaepernick.
In the spirit of Montana the young Kaepernick will lead San Francisco to its sixth Vince Lombardy Trophy. You think Ed Reed is going to outfox the 49ers Adonis? I don't think so. Yes, Torrey Smith and Anquan Boldin will have some success against the 49ers secondary. But does it add up to 28 points? That's what I think the Ravens need to top Kaepernick, Gore, Davis, Crabtree and LaMichael James. I don't think Baltimore gets there. I think the Ravens will get close, and I think -- I hope -- it's going to be an excellent game. May the best team win. Allahu Akbar.
Super Bowl Sunday is the closest we come in the United States to a national celebration. Forget the Fourth of July. Super Bowl Sunday is our winter revival. So you would think that Ray Lewis is going to Bible-thump his way to a Ravens victory. But you would be wrong. "There is nothing new under the sun." But there will be something new beneath the lights of the Superdome, and his name is Colin Kaepernick.
In the spirit of Montana the young Kaepernick will lead San Francisco to its sixth Vince Lombardy Trophy. You think Ed Reed is going to outfox the 49ers Adonis? I don't think so. Yes, Torrey Smith and Anquan Boldin will have some success against the 49ers secondary. But does it add up to 28 points? That's what I think the Ravens need to top Kaepernick, Gore, Davis, Crabtree and LaMichael James. I don't think Baltimore gets there. I think the Ravens will get close, and I think -- I hope -- it's going to be an excellent game. May the best team win. Allahu Akbar.
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