A little post Super Bowl edition of As Seen, which will be the last version of this column until April, when the baseball season kicks in and I spend the next six months trying to convince my wife that I watch less baseball than I actually do.
Anyway...
Shocking end of the game sequence for Peyton last night. In a game that was supposed to be a coronation, he throws the pick, then loses his mind briefly on the Colts last drive and calls time out, which could very well have been the killer if they would have managed to score on that drive. Indy still had three time outs and over a minute on the clock. You think any Saints fans would have felt secure with :45 seconds left and Manning with the ball at the 35?
Jim Caldwell is so great. I think the whole world was making jokes last night about how his expression never changes, but my buddy Jeff has the best one at our venue. When it became clear that Manning was coaching the Colts (the fourth and two in the seconed half), Jeff remarked that Caldwell wears a wrist band to check and see what play Manning is calling. Good stuff.
I'm not sure if Manning or Caldwell sent out Matt Stover for the 51 yarder, but we all knew that was a bad idea before he kicked it, right? Paging Mr. Vinatieri...
Funny how people are still more interested in the Colts even though they lost.
My co-MVPs last night were Carrie Underwood and Pete Townshend. Underwood's lenghty last few notes had us riveted and eventually brought the house down when she passed the 1:47 mark. Townshend obilterated the over/under on his windmill move (5 1/2), casting suspicion that he actually caught wind of the number and was making some cash.
Pierre Garcon is the real deal. I'm trying not to get carried away, but he may be better than Reggie Wayne, right now.
Where was Mike Bell all playoffs? Will Pierre be the workhorse next year? He deserves it, but that hasn;t stopped Sean Payton from screwing around with us before.
Cheers,
TFAM
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