Tennessee- 20 at Baltimore- 13
Kansas City- 10 at Carolina- 24
Chicago- 21 at Detroit- 16
Atlanta Falcons- 14 at Green Bay- 21
Indianapolis- 27 at Houston- 14
San Diego- 24 at Miami- 17
Seattle- 21 at New York Giants- 27
Washington17 at Philadelphia- 31
Tampa Bay- 20 at Denver Broncos- 23
Buffalo- 20 at Arizona- 28
Cincinnati- 13 at Dallas Cowboys- 34
New England- 20 at San Francisco- 14
Pittsburgh- 27 at Jacksonville- 17
Minnesota- 16 at New Orleans- 28
Monday, October 6, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Week 4!
Baltimore- 13 at Pittsburgh- 17
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Week 3 Picks...
Atlanta 21 - Kansas City 9
Buffalo 24 - Oakland 10
Chicago 17 - Tampa Bay 13
Minnesota 26 - Carolina 21
New England 31 - Miami 13
N.Y. Giants 30 - Cincinnati 20
Houston 24 - Tennessee 17
Arizona 33 - Washington 19
Denver 31 - New Orleans 27
Detroit 28 - San Francisco 10
Seattle 24 - St. Louis 12
Cleveland 26 - Baltimore 20
Indianapolis 27 - Jacksonville 14
Pittsburgh 27 - Philadelphia 24
Dallas 33 - Green Bay 26
San Diego 23 - N.Y. Jets 13
Buffalo 24 - Oakland 10
Chicago 17 - Tampa Bay 13
Minnesota 26 - Carolina 21
New England 31 - Miami 13
N.Y. Giants 30 - Cincinnati 20
Houston 24 - Tennessee 17
Arizona 33 - Washington 19
Denver 31 - New Orleans 27
Detroit 28 - San Francisco 10
Seattle 24 - St. Louis 12
Cleveland 26 - Baltimore 20
Indianapolis 27 - Jacksonville 14
Pittsburgh 27 - Philadelphia 24
Dallas 33 - Green Bay 26
San Diego 23 - N.Y. Jets 13
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Week 3 Picks
Well, with a sad first week of getting 6 wins correct, and 9 incorrect I was a little depressed. But I followed that up with a solid 12 and 3. That brings me to a season 18-12. Lets keep up the good work boys...
Kansas City- 13 at Atlanta- 24
Oakland-17 at Buffalo- 28
Tampa Bay- 14 at Chicago- 24
Houston- 13 at Tennessee- 27
Carolina- 28 at Minnesota- 16
Miami- 10 at New England- 24
Cincinnati- 10 at NY Giants- 31
Arizona- 27 at Washington-17
Detroit- 14 at San Francisco- 20
St. Louis- 10 at Seattle- 21
New Orleans- 21 at Denver- 31
Pittsburgh- 17 at Philadelphia- 24
Jacksonville- 13 at Indianapolis- 27
Cleveland- 10 at Baltimore- 16
Dallas- 30 at Green Bay- 25
NY Jets- 17 at San Diego- 31
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Week 2
Lets hope that this week goes a little better than last. I started the year off with an awful 6 right and 9 wrong. Here goes...
Green Bay-24 at Detroit- 13
Oakland-9 at Kansas City- 17
NY Giants-31 at St. Louis-10
Indianapolis- 27 and Minnesota- 17
New Orleans- 24 at Washington- 14
Chicago- 20 at Carolina- 16
Buffalo- 17 at Jacksonville- 14
San Francisco- 7 at Seattle- 21
Atlanta- 17 at Tampa Bay- 24
New England- 21 at NY Jets- 14
Miami-13 at Arizona- 24
San Diego- 21 at Denver-27
Pittsburgh- 31 at Cleveland- 14
Philadelphia- 24 at Dallas- 28
Baltimore at Houston- Postponed
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Week 2 NFL picks (for serious)...
Week 1 was, as I predicted, unpredictable. Still, I did alright and expect to come back with an even stronger showing this week. After a full, mostly exciting day of college football (God help Ohio State), I'm ready to turn my attention to the pros.
Chicago 23 - Carolina 14
Cincinnati 27 - Tennessee 9
Green Bay 30 - Detroit 21
Jacksonville 20 - Buffalo 10
Kansas City 24 - Oakland 10
Indianapolis 28 - Minnesota 20
N.Y. Giants 27 - St. Louis 6
New Orleans 31 - Washington 13
Seattle 16 - San Fransisco 13
Tampa Bay 23 - Atlanta 20
Arizona 34 - Miami 14
San Diego 27 - Denver 21
New England 26 - N.Y. Jets 20
Pittsburgh 33 - Cleveland 22
There they are. No fuss, no mess, just a bunch of perfectly accurate predictions.
Chicago 23 - Carolina 14
Cincinnati 27 - Tennessee 9
Green Bay 30 - Detroit 21
Jacksonville 20 - Buffalo 10
Kansas City 24 - Oakland 10
Indianapolis 28 - Minnesota 20
N.Y. Giants 27 - St. Louis 6
New Orleans 31 - Washington 13
Seattle 16 - San Fransisco 13
Tampa Bay 23 - Atlanta 20
Arizona 34 - Miami 14
San Diego 27 - Denver 21
New England 26 - N.Y. Jets 20
Pittsburgh 33 - Cleveland 22
There they are. No fuss, no mess, just a bunch of perfectly accurate predictions.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Once upon a time I played Under-10 soccer
I played for the Vols (sad name, but we wore blue and white colors). I had several friends on my team and on others as we had really grown up playing on various teams with each other. One Saturday morning, my team was to play in the league championship, and we were slated to play one of my closer friends Kenton’s team, and sadly I do not remember the name of that team, let’s call them the Dirty Dawgs.
My team was the defending champs, we had several studs, and this was our championship to lose. Kent’s team, coached by his dad, only had one guy worth much, Kent. He played the center midfield, and made a living as a ten year old of dishing the ball out to the wings, making beautiful through passes, and overlapping the wingers to make lofty crosses into the box. He was a force, and again, their only force.
So, I’m getting geared up and ready for the game, you know taking some shots, getting my touch ready, just warming up a little. As I remember it was cold, long sleeves kind of cold, show up to the game in sweats kind of cold. So, when Kent came over before the game to talk to some of us, him being in sweats didn’t really mean much. But, then after our little pre-game convo he went over to the bench and just sat there. He didn’t get up, he didn’t warm up, he didn’t fine out his touch, he didn’t even stretch. I look at my fellows and I say, “Boys, this should be a fun one, without Kent they ain’t got much.” Without getting too cocky, we started to feel a little rest-assured about our chances.
The ref comes and checks all of our cleats, and shin guards, and he checks the Dirty Dawgs cleats and shin guards, and still Kent remained on the sideline, on the bench, ready to support his team like any other fan. The last little pep talk from our coach, the starting line-ups announced, the pre-game butterflies, and then my teammates and I run to the field to take our positions. I get in my spot on the field, and look up at our opponent, see who I’m going to be running with for the next 30 or so minutes, and see that it’s Kenton. He’s up, he’s off the bench, and he’s ready to play. He and his dad had played us. He was fine, no cold, no nothing.
Ohio State better hope Beanie Wells does the same thing, or else they’re going to be hurting.
My team was the defending champs, we had several studs, and this was our championship to lose. Kent’s team, coached by his dad, only had one guy worth much, Kent. He played the center midfield, and made a living as a ten year old of dishing the ball out to the wings, making beautiful through passes, and overlapping the wingers to make lofty crosses into the box. He was a force, and again, their only force.
So, I’m getting geared up and ready for the game, you know taking some shots, getting my touch ready, just warming up a little. As I remember it was cold, long sleeves kind of cold, show up to the game in sweats kind of cold. So, when Kent came over before the game to talk to some of us, him being in sweats didn’t really mean much. But, then after our little pre-game convo he went over to the bench and just sat there. He didn’t get up, he didn’t warm up, he didn’t fine out his touch, he didn’t even stretch. I look at my fellows and I say, “Boys, this should be a fun one, without Kent they ain’t got much.” Without getting too cocky, we started to feel a little rest-assured about our chances.
The ref comes and checks all of our cleats, and shin guards, and he checks the Dirty Dawgs cleats and shin guards, and still Kent remained on the sideline, on the bench, ready to support his team like any other fan. The last little pep talk from our coach, the starting line-ups announced, the pre-game butterflies, and then my teammates and I run to the field to take our positions. I get in my spot on the field, and look up at our opponent, see who I’m going to be running with for the next 30 or so minutes, and see that it’s Kenton. He’s up, he’s off the bench, and he’s ready to play. He and his dad had played us. He was fine, no cold, no nothing.
Ohio State better hope Beanie Wells does the same thing, or else they’re going to be hurting.
Fantasy Football Favoritism
Definition:
Fantasy Football Favoritism- The act of rooting for one particular player on an offense and not caring for, or actually rooting against the other players on said offense. It can even go as far as to root for a player on the offense, and rooting for the defense said offensive player is playing against.
Fantasy Football can be a good thing, it can even be fun, but it goes too far when Fantasy Football Favoritism comes into play. Drafting your favorite players, scouting out the stats, deciding which players should be on the bench, and which should play; it’s all very exciting to some. And, some would say there is skill involved, but I would argue that once a certain level of football knowledge is reached, the rest is all luck. Some would even argue that I’m a bitter fantasy footballer with a grudge, and that’s probably correct, I got screwed off of three injuries, one was the best RB in the league up until his injury, the second was one of the top 5 Wide outs, and then lastly my Quarterback got injured, thus my fantasy football team was done. I’ve digressed. This is not supposed to be about my bitterness.
Let me explain FFF this way. I was with some friends, watching a great first week football game, a rematch of two super bowls ago, the Bears at the Colts. Exciting story lines, big names, and early season jitters made this a game to watch. However, my friends, with whom I was watching this football game, had different agendas. Each of them, let’s say Ted, Juniper, and Suze (names changed to protect those involved) had different players on each team they were rooting for. I don’t remember exactly, but Ted wanted a Colts receiver to only catch passes, and Juniper wanted the Colts to run the ball. But Juniper’s wife Suze had FFF the worst. She wanted Peyton to throw the ball, but not too much because she was also rooting for the Bears defense. So as long as Peyton doesn’t torch the Bears D, he can get some solid stats. Maybe worse than that, I heard Ted mumble that he picked up the second receiver on a particular team, so he wasn’t sad at all about the primary receiver on that team getting hurt. That’s just nauseating.
My problem with this is that the Fantasy Football Favoritism compromises my ability to watch and enjoy good football, without the random yelling that he (Peyton) should be throwing to Marvin Harrison instead of Reggie Wayne. (No he shouldn’t, Wayne was open, so he should have thrown it to him if he had thrown it to Harrison it wouldn’t have been complete.)
I’ve heard it said that the key to getting into a sport is to pick a team to root for. That proverb does not mean, pick a player on each team to root for. Doing so, spreads your ability as a fan out too much, and creates a false sense of attachment to more than half of the teams in the NFL.
Not growing up in a big city, and not really caring about, and/or getting tired of Chad Johnson, means that I don’t really have one big team that I like. This absence of one big team to root for, allows me to pick about four or five teams that I would like to see do well, and on most Sundays, if I’m able to find one of these teams playing, I watch, and root for the their victory. When I was playing Fantasy football I made a conscious decision to not allow myself to succumb to Fantasy Football Favoritism. I made sure that I did not root for one particular player, but in fact, one entire team. Fantasy Football Favoritism takes the most team sport in sports, and perverts it into a disgusting individually driven game.
Fantasy Football Favoritism- The act of rooting for one particular player on an offense and not caring for, or actually rooting against the other players on said offense. It can even go as far as to root for a player on the offense, and rooting for the defense said offensive player is playing against.
Fantasy Football can be a good thing, it can even be fun, but it goes too far when Fantasy Football Favoritism comes into play. Drafting your favorite players, scouting out the stats, deciding which players should be on the bench, and which should play; it’s all very exciting to some. And, some would say there is skill involved, but I would argue that once a certain level of football knowledge is reached, the rest is all luck. Some would even argue that I’m a bitter fantasy footballer with a grudge, and that’s probably correct, I got screwed off of three injuries, one was the best RB in the league up until his injury, the second was one of the top 5 Wide outs, and then lastly my Quarterback got injured, thus my fantasy football team was done. I’ve digressed. This is not supposed to be about my bitterness.
Let me explain FFF this way. I was with some friends, watching a great first week football game, a rematch of two super bowls ago, the Bears at the Colts. Exciting story lines, big names, and early season jitters made this a game to watch. However, my friends, with whom I was watching this football game, had different agendas. Each of them, let’s say Ted, Juniper, and Suze (names changed to protect those involved) had different players on each team they were rooting for. I don’t remember exactly, but Ted wanted a Colts receiver to only catch passes, and Juniper wanted the Colts to run the ball. But Juniper’s wife Suze had FFF the worst. She wanted Peyton to throw the ball, but not too much because she was also rooting for the Bears defense. So as long as Peyton doesn’t torch the Bears D, he can get some solid stats. Maybe worse than that, I heard Ted mumble that he picked up the second receiver on a particular team, so he wasn’t sad at all about the primary receiver on that team getting hurt. That’s just nauseating.
My problem with this is that the Fantasy Football Favoritism compromises my ability to watch and enjoy good football, without the random yelling that he (Peyton) should be throwing to Marvin Harrison instead of Reggie Wayne. (No he shouldn’t, Wayne was open, so he should have thrown it to him if he had thrown it to Harrison it wouldn’t have been complete.)
I’ve heard it said that the key to getting into a sport is to pick a team to root for. That proverb does not mean, pick a player on each team to root for. Doing so, spreads your ability as a fan out too much, and creates a false sense of attachment to more than half of the teams in the NFL.
Not growing up in a big city, and not really caring about, and/or getting tired of Chad Johnson, means that I don’t really have one big team that I like. This absence of one big team to root for, allows me to pick about four or five teams that I would like to see do well, and on most Sundays, if I’m able to find one of these teams playing, I watch, and root for the their victory. When I was playing Fantasy football I made a conscious decision to not allow myself to succumb to Fantasy Football Favoritism. I made sure that I did not root for one particular player, but in fact, one entire team. Fantasy Football Favoritism takes the most team sport in sports, and perverts it into a disgusting individually driven game.
Doom Springs Eternal...
I would like to take a brief moment, as we approach week 2 of the NFL season, to say a little bit about what it means to be 0-1.
It is clear that, given their preference, every team wants to win in week 1. Sure, technically, no week is more important than any other when it comes to the League's grueling seventeen week dance with the devil, but coming out on top in week one does mean something, because, for at least one week, perfection is still possible. If, however, you do fall on that unfortunate other side of the coin and lose your first game, the paranoia that often accompanies failure will soon follow, and the thought will begin to creep into your head as you stand next to a 355 lb. man-child in the shower after practice that you suck, your team sucks, and even though it's hard to go 0-16, if anyone is going to do it, it's going to be you. Just think about it for a moment and maybe you'll understand the fear and pain and shame that IS being 0-1. Statistically, you've lost an infinitely higher percentage of games than you've won. Plus, you're just a roughing-the-passer and red zone fumbles from being 0-2, which is a hole nobody wants to be in. The pitfalls are many, and, at 0-1, they look harder and harder to jump over.
I'm sure to those of you savvy with the NFL and its notoriously difficult-to-predict contests see this as some sort of attempt to comment on teams like San Diego, Jacksonville, Cleveland and Indianapolis, all Super Bowl darlings who took it on the chin (three of them from teams in the "lowly" NFC!) in week one, but, rest assured, it is far more selfish, far less noble, than that. You see, I too suffer from the melancholy and malaise that plagues the losers I mentioned above, for I too am 0-1. I suffered a humiliating spanking at the hands of my nemesis' wife on Sunday. *Pause for giggles* My fantasy team, full of big names like Peterson, Fitzgerald, Colston, Clark and Maroney, got whipped by hers, a squad so full of apparent studs that it stands to reason she resorted to black magic during the draft to trick us all into avoiding the players she so desperately wanted. Never you mind that they're all just players with funny names. So here I stand, on the brink of doom, poised for an 0-16 slog through the worst of times, and I have begun to implode. I traded Adrian Peterson for Joe Addai, Matt Forte, and Owen Daniels. And I'm happy with that. The problem is not that I worry about making a poor decision, the problem is that I wonder if it's even worth it any more, if any of this means anything, or if the world is just a cold, cruel place devoid of love and felicity. *Pause for sniffling*
You see what I mean. 0-1 takes its toll and takes it hard (that's what she said). If, however, I am to survive this despondency, I have to pick myself up and dust myself off and prepare to turn this thing around. After all, not all 0-1 starts are created equal. The Browns, for example, can take some solace in their lost to the Cowboys, because the 'boys may be the best the NFC has to offer, and now you know what you have to do to rise above "cute story" status to full-fledged Super Bowl contender. Things, of course, don't looks so bright for San Diego, who not only lost to a team so sad-sack that its quarterback was nearly suicidal, but lost their defensive motivator and general havoc-wreaker Shawne Merriman for the season soon after. There is, then, hope for some more than others. My fantasy team - though Colston is out for six weeks - is still fairly strong, and when I look around the league, I see opportunities to do some damage. I might just be alright if I can regroup, hit the weights, and take this one game at a time, because, men, football isn't like baseball, where if you lose the first one you might as well give up. So let's go out there and win this one for the gipper! We can do it men, because no one, and I mean no one COMES INTO OUR HOUSE AND TAKES ONE FROM US! YEEHAW! WHOO! U-S-A!
Ahem...
My sincerest apologies for that outburst. Please forgive me. Umm... I'm going to go teach an English class now.
I weep for the future.
It is clear that, given their preference, every team wants to win in week 1. Sure, technically, no week is more important than any other when it comes to the League's grueling seventeen week dance with the devil, but coming out on top in week one does mean something, because, for at least one week, perfection is still possible. If, however, you do fall on that unfortunate other side of the coin and lose your first game, the paranoia that often accompanies failure will soon follow, and the thought will begin to creep into your head as you stand next to a 355 lb. man-child in the shower after practice that you suck, your team sucks, and even though it's hard to go 0-16, if anyone is going to do it, it's going to be you. Just think about it for a moment and maybe you'll understand the fear and pain and shame that IS being 0-1. Statistically, you've lost an infinitely higher percentage of games than you've won. Plus, you're just a roughing-the-passer and red zone fumbles from being 0-2, which is a hole nobody wants to be in. The pitfalls are many, and, at 0-1, they look harder and harder to jump over.
I'm sure to those of you savvy with the NFL and its notoriously difficult-to-predict contests see this as some sort of attempt to comment on teams like San Diego, Jacksonville, Cleveland and Indianapolis, all Super Bowl darlings who took it on the chin (three of them from teams in the "lowly" NFC!) in week one, but, rest assured, it is far more selfish, far less noble, than that. You see, I too suffer from the melancholy and malaise that plagues the losers I mentioned above, for I too am 0-1. I suffered a humiliating spanking at the hands of my nemesis' wife on Sunday. *Pause for giggles* My fantasy team, full of big names like Peterson, Fitzgerald, Colston, Clark and Maroney, got whipped by hers, a squad so full of apparent studs that it stands to reason she resorted to black magic during the draft to trick us all into avoiding the players she so desperately wanted. Never you mind that they're all just players with funny names. So here I stand, on the brink of doom, poised for an 0-16 slog through the worst of times, and I have begun to implode. I traded Adrian Peterson for Joe Addai, Matt Forte, and Owen Daniels. And I'm happy with that. The problem is not that I worry about making a poor decision, the problem is that I wonder if it's even worth it any more, if any of this means anything, or if the world is just a cold, cruel place devoid of love and felicity. *Pause for sniffling*
You see what I mean. 0-1 takes its toll and takes it hard (that's what she said). If, however, I am to survive this despondency, I have to pick myself up and dust myself off and prepare to turn this thing around. After all, not all 0-1 starts are created equal. The Browns, for example, can take some solace in their lost to the Cowboys, because the 'boys may be the best the NFC has to offer, and now you know what you have to do to rise above "cute story" status to full-fledged Super Bowl contender. Things, of course, don't looks so bright for San Diego, who not only lost to a team so sad-sack that its quarterback was nearly suicidal, but lost their defensive motivator and general havoc-wreaker Shawne Merriman for the season soon after. There is, then, hope for some more than others. My fantasy team - though Colston is out for six weeks - is still fairly strong, and when I look around the league, I see opportunities to do some damage. I might just be alright if I can regroup, hit the weights, and take this one game at a time, because, men, football isn't like baseball, where if you lose the first one you might as well give up. So let's go out there and win this one for the gipper! We can do it men, because no one, and I mean no one COMES INTO OUR HOUSE AND TAKES ONE FROM US! YEEHAW! WHOO! U-S-A!
Ahem...
My sincerest apologies for that outburst. Please forgive me. Umm... I'm going to go teach an English class now.
I weep for the future.
Monday, September 8, 2008
One man's torn ACL is another man's treasure...
So, after being told by Bubba (who gets a pass because he said this ridiculousness on his birthday) that week one of the NFL was full of "gimme games" and "easy picks," I got to watch the Chargers, Jaguars, Bengals, and Colts lose. There is, as I told him at the time, no such thing as a "gimme game" in the NFL, especially in week one. Picking games, therefore, is harder than it looks. Although I have a lot of thoughts about week one, I'll grace you with only one for the moment.
1. Tom Brady being knocked out for the season after only a few plays - despite the joy it may bring some of my more heartless Patriot-hating friends - is a tragedy as far as the NFL is concerned. Last year's pursuit of perfection was THE storyline of the season and to have the Patriots quest for a repeat effort crushed in the first quarter of the first game deals a blow to what I'm sure Roger Goodell hoped would be an equally engaging year of football. Brady is one of only 2 professional football players who have widespread appeal beyond the sport. The other, of course is Peyton "My brother and I would like to announce that it's on like Donkey Kong" Manning. With half of that duo out, it creates the need for other great storylines to emerge, and I can think of one very specific storyline that would both fill the void left by Brady's absence and is also made more likely by Brady's injury. That's right people, I'm talking about the thirty-eight year old boy wonder himself: Brett Favre.
Think about it. With Brady out, the Patriots are left with Matt Cassel, a backup who has seen precisely six-and-a-half reps with the first team over the last six years, which opens up the division for the AFC East's other inhabitants. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) for the AFC East, those other inhabitants suck. Except, that is, the J-E-T-S Jets! Favre has a solid receiving core, a healthy Thomas Jones, an improved offensive line, and a beefed-up defense courtesy of the draft and free agent signings during the off-season. What was once a long-shot opportunity for the wild card has become a ripe opportunity for divisional supremacy for New York's "other team."
Sure, I remember when Brady came in as an unheralded replacement for the proven Drew Bledsoe and led the Pats to the Super Bowl, never to relinquish the starting job, but that's a once-in-a-lifetime lightning bolt that just isn't likely to happen again.
You heard it here, people: The ghost of Joe Willy Namath will be reawak... (wait a second, he's still alive!? Seriously? Wow.) ... anyway, the Jets are going to win the AFC East and Brett Favre's comeback will go from selfish, messy divorce story to triumphant "we never should have doubted him" story. Consider it fearless prediction number one of the 2008 NFL season.
1. Tom Brady being knocked out for the season after only a few plays - despite the joy it may bring some of my more heartless Patriot-hating friends - is a tragedy as far as the NFL is concerned. Last year's pursuit of perfection was THE storyline of the season and to have the Patriots quest for a repeat effort crushed in the first quarter of the first game deals a blow to what I'm sure Roger Goodell hoped would be an equally engaging year of football. Brady is one of only 2 professional football players who have widespread appeal beyond the sport. The other, of course is Peyton "My brother and I would like to announce that it's on like Donkey Kong" Manning. With half of that duo out, it creates the need for other great storylines to emerge, and I can think of one very specific storyline that would both fill the void left by Brady's absence and is also made more likely by Brady's injury. That's right people, I'm talking about the thirty-eight year old boy wonder himself: Brett Favre.
Think about it. With Brady out, the Patriots are left with Matt Cassel, a backup who has seen precisely six-and-a-half reps with the first team over the last six years, which opens up the division for the AFC East's other inhabitants. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) for the AFC East, those other inhabitants suck. Except, that is, the J-E-T-S Jets! Favre has a solid receiving core, a healthy Thomas Jones, an improved offensive line, and a beefed-up defense courtesy of the draft and free agent signings during the off-season. What was once a long-shot opportunity for the wild card has become a ripe opportunity for divisional supremacy for New York's "other team."
Sure, I remember when Brady came in as an unheralded replacement for the proven Drew Bledsoe and led the Pats to the Super Bowl, never to relinquish the starting job, but that's a once-in-a-lifetime lightning bolt that just isn't likely to happen again.
You heard it here, people: The ghost of Joe Willy Namath will be reawak... (wait a second, he's still alive!? Seriously? Wow.) ... anyway, the Jets are going to win the AFC East and Brett Favre's comeback will go from selfish, messy divorce story to triumphant "we never should have doubted him" story. Consider it fearless prediction number one of the 2008 NFL season.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
The real Week One picks...
Sure, this may not interest anyone, but any chance to prove my sports superiority (and make a mockery of Colin Cowherd) is welcome.
My week one picks:
Atlanta 23 - Detroit 20 (You heard it here first)
Cincinnati 27 - Baltimore 10
Buffalo 20 - Seattle 13
N.Y. Jets 30 - Miami 16
New England 38 - Kansas City 17
New Orleans 26 - Tampa Bay 20
St. Louis 24 - Philadelphia 15
Pittsburgh 28 - Houston 24
Jacksonville 27 - Tennessee 10
Dallas 30 - Cleveland 27
San Diego 35 - Carolina 16
Arizona 24 - San Fransisco 9
Indianapolis 31 - Chicago 10
Minnesota 24 - Green Bay 17
Denver 17 - Oakland 14 (But who really cares?)
There they are, my sure to be wrong week one selections. My goal is to break the seventy percent mark for the season, which, in the NFL, is just about as good as it gets.
My week one picks:
Atlanta 23 - Detroit 20 (You heard it here first)
Cincinnati 27 - Baltimore 10
Buffalo 20 - Seattle 13
N.Y. Jets 30 - Miami 16
New England 38 - Kansas City 17
New Orleans 26 - Tampa Bay 20
St. Louis 24 - Philadelphia 15
Pittsburgh 28 - Houston 24
Jacksonville 27 - Tennessee 10
Dallas 30 - Cleveland 27
San Diego 35 - Carolina 16
Arizona 24 - San Fransisco 9
Indianapolis 31 - Chicago 10
Minnesota 24 - Green Bay 17
Denver 17 - Oakland 14 (But who really cares?)
There they are, my sure to be wrong week one selections. My goal is to break the seventy percent mark for the season, which, in the NFL, is just about as good as it gets.
Week 1- Sunday Sept 7th
Lee J's NFL picks:
Detroit at Atlanta- 24-10
Seattle at Buffalo- 17- 13
Jacksonville at Tennessee- 24-10
NY Jets at Miami- 14-17
Kansas at New England- 10-31
Tampa Bay at New Orleans- 24-17
St. Louis at Philadelphia- 14-24
Houston at Pittsburgh- 17-27
Cincinnati at Baltimore- 31-17
Carolina at San Diego- 17-27
Arizona at San Fransisco- 21-17
Dallas at Cleveland- 28-17
Chicago at Indianapolis- 10-24
Minnesota at Green Bay- 21-17
Denver at Oakland- 17-9
Detroit at Atlanta- 24-10
Seattle at Buffalo- 17- 13
Jacksonville at Tennessee- 24-10
NY Jets at Miami- 14-17
Kansas at New England- 10-31
Tampa Bay at New Orleans- 24-17
St. Louis at Philadelphia- 14-24
Houston at Pittsburgh- 17-27
Cincinnati at Baltimore- 31-17
Carolina at San Diego- 17-27
Arizona at San Fransisco- 21-17
Dallas at Cleveland- 28-17
Chicago at Indianapolis- 10-24
Minnesota at Green Bay- 21-17
Denver at Oakland- 17-9
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