…and so I didn’t watch the Superbowl halftime show. In fact, I was afraid of him having a costume failure.
Still, if you want a little wayback action, here’s Janet. NSFW, btw.
Stinking Eagles. How do you go all the way to the Superbowl and not bring your best game? Three freakin’ points. I don’t think I’ve seen them make so many mistakes. In opposition to any thoughts of them choking due to getting big heads, I put forth the idea that they spent the hour before the game in the player’s lounge taking hits off the hookah.
I mean, did you see them wander out of the tunnel when the game started? No, you didn’t. The cameras had to go inside the tunnel to find them because they were all in there wandering around like, “How do I get out of this thing?” And when they did finally get out, they looked around the stadium like, “Hey, are we scheduled to play today?”
McNabb was throwing like his first season with the Eagles. Also known as “crap”. At what point did the Eagles’ defence and offensive blocking turn into “push the guy in front of me back, but have no other strategic plans”? The Patriots really showed them up, opening huge holes in their offensive line. They put the rush on Westbrook, who thought he could get away with standing around holding the ball for a few seconds after he caught it.
By the time the birds came out of their purple haze, the game was half over. Why they can’t stick with a drive when they get motivated is beyond me.
That game was totally within the realm of taking into overtime. That catch by Westbrook for no gain in the last 30 seconds was pure stupidity. He must have had another bong hit while sitting on the bench.
Next year, Pittsburgh will be in the Superbowl, because they’re sure to figure out what they did wrong against the Patriots by then. Who knows how the Eagles will fare next season. We have to wait to see how many players die as a result of assassination attempts by fans on their way back home.
