Oh my cats, y’all, El Tractorcito y Mas Erotic Smashmouth did it!!!
Where to start? Tanny Fanny had been a revelation ever since taking over the starting job. ALL the advanced metrics said he was not only good, but GREAT. Sustainable great.
Until he wasn’t. And mein Gott, how he wasn’t. Except for one 3rd and 8 toss, with the game in the balance. It was raining, he had a few fingers taped up (he flubbed a snap that killed the previous drive inside the P*ts’ 35). And he hit a perfect sideline route. All night, he had missed easy throws. This was not an easy throw. And El Tractorcito ran off right tackle for another first down, allowing the Tits to punt with just 25 seconds left, up 14-13. Brett Kern (THE WEAPON, as DonT taught us) lived up to his moniker, releasing the kick uber-fast and sending it bouncing down to the fucking 1.
15 seconds, 99 yards away. Already no chance, beyond the biggest miracle in EVAR. Then Dreamboat (who was awful in his own right) tossed a pick six. PLEASE GOD, let that be his last snap leading the P*triots. The two point conversion (and props to Vrabel for thinking to go for 2) failed, and New England’s sad sack fumble rooskie play took up all 9 seconds and GAME OVER. 20-13, good guys.
And what can you say about Derrick Henry. Running into 8-man boxes all night, he put up 182 rushing yards, with a TD. He willed his team to victory. With the opposition knowing what was coming. They led after each quarter of play. What a night!
That doesn’t even touch on the madness that was the opener. Buffalo came out with both barrels smoking, Bleeding Kansas completing a scoring pass to Josh Allen to cap the opening drive. And they kept on the pressure, going into half up 13-nil, then adding another FG in Q3.
Though there was some bananacakes before that. HOU took the 2nd half kickoff in the end zone, with the returner making no move towards a return, then flipping the ball FORWARD to the ref. The ref played hot lava with it, treating it like a live ball that BUF picked up for what was initially called a TOUCHDOWN.
Now, the zebras huddled, and opted for the solution that would at least avoid a full-scale riot. But how does an “all-star” calibre official treat a FORWARD FLIP like a live ball fumble? I mean, if you want to be really pedantic, I guess he could have claimed an illegal forward pass, huddled with the other crew members and…safety? But under no circumstances can that be a TD.
Anyway, Theandre Hopkins fumbled on the subsequent possession, leading to the kick and BUF’s maximal lead. Brokeback QB would then turn his (already flighty) brain off for the rest of the night. As old imaginary pal Old School Zero noted – it was like he was on Wheel of Fish, and chose something in the box. NOTHING! Josh Allen, YOU SO STUPID!!!
First, TheShaun led his charges down for 8 (the try for 2 was good, Watson with a heroic individual effort that was to be a harbinger of things to come), then 3 more after Allen’s fumble. But the Bills weren’t done being horrid on offense, and Watson delivered 8 more to take a 19-16 lead.
The next series of events was almost too comical to believe. Inside FG range, 3rd down…Brokeback ran WAY the fuck backwards, throwing to his RT while in the grasp. Penalty(ies), 4th and 27 from the 42. Now, we had like 1:50 to play, but with three timeouts, one could punt here. Least bad of many bad options? Or you could go for it, and Allen promptly managed to lose ANOTHER 20 yards on a sack.
Still, the Bills’ D stood firm, stopping HOU on 3rd and 1, then amazingly again on 4th and a foot. Ball turns over on downs, around the 30. Allen’s first play was a nice, long run…at the end of which he batshittedly LATERALS to an unbelieving TE. Thankfully, said TE had the presence of mind to scramble and knock the ball out of bounds. Brokeback would go on to complete a wounded duck to get close to FG range, and working around 2 or 3 near-INTs, Stephen Hauschka would make a 47-yarder to send us to Extra Time.
HOU got it first, 3 and out. The Josh Allen carnival ride continued, including a baffling Hail Mary-type heave to a double covered fullback. It got almost uncomfortable, as one wonders if Brokeback’s athletic ability allowed him to get “wink and nod” promotions, despite not ever reading beyond a 4th grade level.
Anyway, the next 500s drive was dying, until TheShaun stonewalled TWO full speed hits by BUF defenders, on the same play. If you didn’t see it, look it up. I have no idea how he stayed up. Eventually, he hit a swing pass to get Fairburn into chip shot range (BUF was VERY close to getting the block), and 22-19 is your final.
Your move, Sunday fixtures (starting with an FA Cup-style Merseyside Derby).
Both games were good and close; good for wildcard weekend. Hopefully today will be as good, but I think the Cousins lead (the metal) Vikes are in for a beating. Yesterday the Bills’ Allen showed how young and inexperienced he is but that team has a very solid and young 53 and with proper management (a stretch maybe) can be solid for a while. Houston is fairly solid, but not enough to move beyond the next round; three or four exceptional players can be accounted for. That said Watson is fun to watch even though his “never give up” runs him into sacks. Same with the Tits; while solid I don’t think they are dynamic enough to move past next weekend, but I certainly like them for making my day by inducing P*ts Schadenfreude Day. Not quite as much as I liked the Air McNair days Titans, but still. Now I can resettle into the comfort of rooting against the Chiefs.
How’s that for a prediction; those Vikes got the shit beat out of them.
is why GAMBLOR is such a bad idea!!
/just kidding
Oy, I didn’t even drink at the party last night, and it’s like I’m waking up with a hangover from the cosmic stupid of the BUF/HOU game followed by the annihilation priapism of Tits’ victory, with a hefty liquid dose of ego psychedelia boost from being on the banner quote. I have no idea what I psychonautical reserves I have for today’s games but damned if I’m not going to give it my best.
Odin, Loki and Thor were just spotted on Canal Street strolling casually towards the Superdome.
Who’s ready for another miracle?
I said this last night and this morning it makes more and more sense:
Kraft loves Brady and keeps him for another year. Belichick says Fuck You and takes the Cowboys job. McDaniels becomes coach of the Pats.
would be mighty amusing, though part of me would hate the Non-Gendered Bovine Persons having that much success
McDaniels/Brady would be hilariously bad, though. Well up for that!
Brady moves to L.A. to play for San Diego, they usurp the Rams as being the exciting team in the new digs. Brady takes them to the Superb Owl and basks in the sunshine because that is the way life goes.
Or y’know, goes to San Diego or any other team and gets pulverized to dust. Even accounting for the shoddy O-line, Brady’s decline the back half of the season was noticeable. That and the suspect play-calling from Josh to “compensate” for that. The smart play for his legacy is to call it quits, so to avoid looking like Phil Rivers or Latter Day Cap’n Fat Fuck…
Also, DID I TELL YA ABOUT A BACK-BREAKING PICKERCEPTION OR WUT?! 😀
I really think the most likely outcome is that Belichick leaves. Whether it’s to the Cowboys or somewhere else, I don’t think he wants Brady back and he’s got no backup.
NE’d STILL beat the Jets twice.
sing yer cunt song, we’re doing these today. COYB!!!!
/checks score
Nil nil at the half ain’t bad.
they’ve had empty possession, ALL the best chances ours. Should be 2 or 3-nil, Blues
Have people coming over to watch the game but I need to go to the store which means bringing Decilitre. No patience for a toddler in the wild.
Funny. Fronkenpooper is at his absolute BEST in the store. Charms the old ladies while I rifle through their handbags.
/s
1:16 remaining, Texans have 4th and a foot at the BUF 30. Kick a field goal, HOU goes up by 6, BUF gets a minute to score a TD without timeouts. But Bill O’Brien IS A MANLY MAN—ha. Hope the Chefs blow them away.
As to the Tennessee Henrys,
that fat, biker-looking dude (SPAL striker) always amuses me
He is so Italian with his mannerisms.
Rayo Vallecano are in front WOO!!!
Oof Serie A must have had a diving conference over the break, this is real bad even for Italian futbol.
SPAL keeper playing a blinder
FUCK ME, talked myself out of a halftime bet on Boro.
feel better now
You can get 2-to-1 odds on the Shite AT HOME to Everton. Mad times, these.
They playing Harvey Elliot?
yep
https://www.livescore.com/soccer/england/fa-cup/liverpool-vs-everton/1-3231230/
Barnsley up early on Lesser Paedo State. OF COURSE, decided not to bet that…
Yikes SPAL what the hell was that?
I am not GAMBLORing super well this 2020
Waiting for Derby Days. LET’S GO SPAL!!
Woke up just in time for SPAL!
I thought BUF blocked that kick at first. Mad penetration.
I saw Episode IX.
TB12 is going to go join Washington for an final atrocity.
Would love to see this. It would show so much
Joe Burrow is secretly Belichick’s grandson.