I'm watching the Superbowl today (I decided to be antisocial as the nasty cold from last week lingers ( Read more... )

The Super Bowl was supposed to be a win-win game for me. Either the Patsies would finally stick a cork in the '72 Dolphins or they'd lose. Sadly, the officiating killed my enjoyment of the game. I wish that the NFL could actually get some good officiating in the post season, but they never do ( Read more... )

At his peak, Marshall Faulk was one of the best players in the NFL. He was a monster who threatened a big play every time he got the ball. The way he danced through defensive players as if they were standing still was amazing. Not only did he have phenomenal speed, mobility, and strength, but he also could read the play and find the right place ( Read more... )