Really? ELI Manning?
I didn’t see that one coming. Not at all. But it was pretty great.
I thought I was ready to welcome the Patriots to the “Perfect Season” table with the 1972 Dolphins. I figured that we were cursed, that perfection had to be shared before the Dolphins had a chance. I was tired of Mercury Morris, of Don Shula, of Jim Kiick and Larry Czonka and the rest of the team, popping their champagne, rubbing their long past achievement in the nation’s collective face as if the team was somehow relevant again.
But when it came down to it, I ended up rooting for the Giants.
Let’s just say old habits die hard. Congrats, New York. You guys earned this one.