Here we go again…

21 11 2011

I don’t want to focus on one drive because the Giants’ play was so maddeningly uneven last night that it would be unfair to single out one specific series. But, this particular drive was so problematic, so typical of the Giants recent late-season struggles, that it really sort of embodies everything that is wrong with the 2011 New York Giants. And the 2010 New York Giants. Probably the 2009 New York Giants too.

At the 11:36 mark in the 4th quarter, after the Giants had just tied up the game at 10-10 on a 24-yard touchdown pass where Victor Cruz burned Nnamdi Asomugha for the second time in as many games this season, the Giants seemingly had the Eagles exactly where they wanted them. The 4th quarter hasn’t been kind to the Eagles this season, and after being in control for almost the entire game, one would imagine that this touchdown would have sent the Birds spiraling towards other blown 4th quarter lead. At least it seemed that way.

What happened next was an inexplicable 18-play drive that drained almost 9 minutes from the clock and was about as painful to watch as anything I’ve seen from the Giants since that afternoon at the Meadowlands 11 months ago. Out of the 18 plays on this Philadelphia drive, 6 of them were 3rd down plays. Of course, the Vince Young-led Eagles offense converted all 6 of these 3rd downs almost effortlessly, the last one being a 3rd and goal from the 8-yard-line, where Young found Riley Cooper in the back of the end zone for the game-winning touchdown. Yes, the same Riley Cooper that had a grand total of 0 catches in the 2011 season coming into last night’s game.

That he ended up supplying the dagger in our hearts was not the most maddening part of that series though. The most frustrating thing about the 18-play march was the way in which the Eagles converted 3rd downs of 3, 10, 3, 1, 4 and 8 yards. On each of these 3rd down plays, the pass-rush was virtually non-existent.

Vince Young was able to sit back in the pocket and calmly sling passes over the middle to a fully-exposed area of the field that was being continuously exploited due to the inexperience of the Giants rookie linebackers. Herzlich and Paysinger played well at times last night, but they seemed to spend most of the game getting caught in no man’s land and leaving the middle of the field wide open for the likes of Brent Celek, Riley Cooper and Jason Avant to sit down in coverage and make uncontested catches. And without so much as a hint of a pass rush all night, Young was able to easily make these plays when he had to.

Early on in the night Young looked rusty, which was no surprise. He hadn’t started a game in over a year and hadn’t even practiced with the team until this past week. But after realizing that the Giants weren’t even going to attempt to put pressure on him, he began to settle into a groove. When it comes down to it, Vince Young is still an NFL quarterback, and if you give any NFL quarterback time to throw with no pressure and a trio of rookie linebackers leaving the middle of the field as exposed as it was, he is going to make plays — and he did.

I had a lot of problems with the New York Giants last night, and honestly, that 18-play drive was only the tip of the iceberg. As frustrating as it was to finally win the momentum back by tying the game, only to watch the Eagles march right back up the field on a drive that we had the chance to stop six different times, there were so many other things that frustrated me about last night.

For starters, changes have to be made in the running game. Last night’s performance by Brandon Jacobs was absolutely embarrassing. After the game, Tom Coughlin was quoted as saying their run game was “as pathetic as it gets” and he couldn’t have been more right.

Gaining 21 yards on 12 carries is inexplicable, especially against a weak run defense like Philadelphia’s that has been exposed numerous times this season. As bad as that stat line is, it’s even more misleading than it looks: Jacobs’ long run of the night was a 9-yard carry, meaning that 9 of his 21 yards came on one play. That means that aside from that one run, he gained 12 yards on 11 carries. That’s not New York Giants football. In fact, that’s not even professional football. That’s laughable.

I’m aware that some of the blame for the failure of the running game must be placed on the offensive line. For the most part, the offensive line has done a pretty good job this year of protecting Eli and giving him enough time to throw. However, last night they failed. Eli was constantly under duress, even though the Eagles were sending only four down linemen for most of the night. The fact of the matter is that Jacobs no longer has the explosive I’m-going-to-run-you-over energy that he used to have. There are a lot of changes that need to be made with this team, and they have to start with the running game. If that means that Jacobs and Bradshaw have to go, then so be it. I hope to see more carries from D.J. Ware and Da’Rel Scott going forward, but you know that’s not going to happen.

What else frustrated me last night, besides the 18-play drive, the lack of a pass rush and the slow, painful death of our running game? How about the DeSean Jackson punt return late in the first half that gave every Giants fan watching the game Vietnam flashbacks of December 19, 2010. I’ll ask it again, because it seems like nobody in the Giants organization has an answer to this question: WHY DO WE KEEP PUNTING THE FOOTBALL TO DESEAN JACKSON? I mean, Steve Weatherford might have had the game of his life last night, but that still doesn’t excuse him from trying to pull a Matt Dodge and giving Jackson opportunities to make us look stupid. Why do it? Without that punt return, it’s unlikely that the touchdown pass to Steve Smith (really? Steve Smith?) even happens and it’s probably 3-3 at the half instead of 10-3. That was such an unnecessary, stupid, STUPID decision that I wasn’t even completely sure it was happening while it was happening.

I’m not done yet though. How about we discuss the Giants once again relying on Eli Manning’s late-game heroics to save them? Listen, I know that for five of our six wins this season we’ve come from behind in the 4th quarter and that Eli has proved that he can bring us back time after time, but we can’t keep putting everything on his shoulders. For the second straight week, we played inconsistent, incomplete games and when the 4th quarter rolled around, we put everything in Eli’s hands and basically said “you can take it from here.”

Like we saw against San Francisco and again last night, he’s not going to save us every week. He’s not immortal, and he’s not Tim Tebow. Watching him complete a beautiful 47-yard pass to Victor Cruz and then getting mauled from the blindside and fumbling the game away on the very next play is about as maddening as it gets — but it should have never even come down to that. It should have never even come down to that because the fact of the matter is that we should have gained more than 29 yards on the ground. We should have picked up more than 10 first downs. We should have played a complete 60 minutes of football instead of believing that Eli would clean up the mess for us in the 4th quarter again.

After 1,200 words, I’m finally going to get to the point of this article. Here it is: we’re not making the playoffs this season. In fact, I’d be surprised if we finished better than 8-8. My last column was a few weeks ago now, and I wrote it before the inspiring win in New England gave us all the confidence that maybe we had something special in this 2011 Giants team. In that column I questioned whether this Giants team had the heart to avoid yet another late-season collapse. After beating the Patriots, I thought we did. But after these last two weeks, I know that we don’t. This team is no different from the team that melted down the stretch in 2009 and they’re no different from the team that blew a 31-10 lead at the Meadowlands last December 19th. This team has no heart and no fire, and they are in dire need of a regime change.

I don’t care how much the players like playing for Tom Coughlin, the fact is that he no longer knows how to coach this football team and the countless stupid penalties and lack of preparation for big games is more than enough evidence. The fact that this team continually comes out flat against weaker opponents is a hallmark of poor coaching and poor preparation and that all has to be placed on Tom Coughlin. I love the guy, and I love all that he’s done for this franchise over the last 8 years, but he can’t coach this team anymore.

The same goes for Kevin Gilbride. His play-calling has been atrocious, not only last night, but all season. His unrelenting desire to continue running the football when we clearly have no running game is frustrating beyond all belief, and there are times when his play-calling is so head-scratchingly bad that I’m not sure he even knows what football is.

I hate to say it as a Giants fan, but this team is in the midst of yet another late-season swoon and these demons will not be exorcised until this entire coaching staff is gone and we can start from scratch. I know that the Giants are historically good at preparing for good teams and showing up to play against the best of the best, but the way this team looked last night I can’t realistically sit here and see them having a shot at beating New Orleans or Green Bay. Of course this statement means nothing coming from me because we all know how unpredictable this league tends to be, but it would not go against my better judgment to say that we will likely be 6-6 going into our Week 14 game against Dallas. With the Cowboys’ next two games coming against Miami and Arizona, it’s conceivable to think that we might be two games out of first place by the time we face them, on a Sunday night in Dallas on December 11th. At that point, a loss to Dallas would almost certainly end our season.

Will it happen exactly like that? Probably not. But the fact that the scenario I just outlined above is a real possibility is just as absurd, given the position we were in a few weeks ago, with a record of 6-2 and coming off of a huge win in Foxborough.

This entire team is absurd though, and I’ve come to realize this over the last few seasons, along with every other sane and rational member of Big Blue Nation. The good grace that Super Bowl XLII brought about expired the moment DeSean Jackson crossed that goal line last December, and now, on the verge of our fourth late-season collapse in as many years, we have to start wondering where we go from here. The script for the 2011 season has already been written several times — now we have to see if the Giants are going to follow it.





NFL Thoughts: Just the Usual Insanity

3 10 2011

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I don’t have a clue what to make of this young NFL season. We’re four weeks in and, as usual, I’m stumped. But that’s how you know it’s good. When you wake up on a Monday morning a little confused and a little excited and also a little scared, that means that the National Football League is doing its damn job.

At the conclusion of Week 4 (save for tonight’s Indy-Tampa Bay game that I don’t think more than 6 people are actually going to watch), there are a handful of surprises and not-surprises. Since paragraphs are for the weak, I’m going to give you a run-down of my scattered and sometimes incomplete thoughts in bullet form because it’s 2011 and the American public has an extremely short attention span.

*The Detroit Lions are 4-0 and everybody claims to have seen this coming. I’m sorry, I don’t know where I was when the Lions bandwagon filled to capacity and pulled out of the station, but I wasn’t notified. For some reason, nobody seems to really be shocked that the Lions are 4-0 and that Calvin Johnson is grabbing touchdowns out of the air left and right with ease like he just crashed an 8-year-old’s birthday party. I mean, the man is on pace for 32 TOUCHDOWN CATCHES for God’s sake. I know that everybody is talking about them and that they’re the Cinderella team du jour, but everybody is talking about them like they knew this was coming. Listen, I’m not oblivious, I know the Lions have a very talented team, but I thought that at the end of the day, they’re still the Lions. They straight-up embarrassed the Dallas Cowboys yesterday. Embarrassed them.

*Calvin Johnson. Again. He’s making NFL defenses look so stupid right now. I mean, how many teams can say that on a first-and-goal at the 2, they can just have their QB chuck a jump ball up into the back of the end zone and have a guaranteed touchdown 9 out of 10 times? Come on.

*Dallas Cowboys blowing late-game leads like it’s their job/Dream Team looking nightmarish. Tony Romo threw away a 24-10 4th quarter lead against the Jets in Week 1 and then threw away a 27-3 lead to the Lions yesterday. And when I saw “threw away” I literally mean that he threw the ball directly into the hands of the opposing team, multiple times. I mean that he literally threw two consecutive Pick 6′s yesterday. The Cowboys’ meltdown yesterday was matched only by the slow-motion train wreck that is the Philadelphia “Dream Team” Eagles. Not only did they blow a 23-3 lead to the San Francisco 32nds (that’s their NFL ranking for total offense) but they also managed to put a hex on the Philadelphia Phillies who went ahead and blew a 4-run lead of their own in Game 2 of the NLDS last night. Impressive! The Eagles are now 1-3, meaning that they now have a 14% chance of making the playoffs, according to the last 21 years of NFL history. Chalk this one up under the “Not Surprised” category though, thanks to the man standing on their sidelines wearing the headset and parachute pants.

*Rules don’t apply to Victor Cruz because Victor Cruz makes the rules. Couldn’t have been more baffled by the Victor Cruz non-fumble call last night, but also couldn’t have been more ecstatic about it either. Once you actually read the rule that the officials were referring to, it makes a little more sense, but I still couldn’t help but get flashbacks of Eli diving crumpling to the ground untouched against the Eagles last year and losing the ball. Anyway, we’re 3-1 and how do you like that Jets fans?

*Oh by the way, Eli Manning is only quietly having one of the best 4-week stretches of his career. No big deal. Remember when the season started and everyone was all like “I know he threw for 4,000 yards and 31 touchdowns last year and has a Super Bowl MVP to his name, but he totally sucks the big one!” Then the Giants stunk up the joint in Week 1 and everybody was all like “I told you!” And then what does Easy do? Just rolls off three straight wins, with two of them being come-from-behind wins on the road where the Giants trailed in the 4th quarter. No biggie. He only completes 32-of-40 passes for 415 yards, 4 TDs and no INTs in the second half of the last three games. Ho hum. Only third in the NFL in QB rating behind those other bums Aaron Rodgers and Tom Brady. You go do your thing, Easy. Let the haters hate.

*A little confused about the Cam Newton pants-wetting ceremony. For the fourth straight week, Cam Newton has every NFL analyst in America wearing diapers, and that’s completely justifiable because after all he’s led the Panthers to a shocking….1-3 record? But he throws for so many yards though! I don’t get it.

*The New York Jets are what we thought they were. Completely overrated and offensively inept. Mark Sanchez just keeps flinging the ball around like it’s covered in spiders and he’s afraid to hold it, and Jets fans are alright with blaming it all on the fact that Nick Mangold is out of the lineup because he’s the reason that two of their top three wide receivers are a combined 117 years old.

*Meanwhile, the Vikings can’t beat anybody, not even a team that can’t beat anybody. Going into this one, I was completely convinced that the Kansas City Chiefs were far and away the worst team in the National Football League. Now, I’m completely convinced that the title has to go to the Vikings. Just horrendous football. I can’t believe I actually wrote this column about Donovan McNabb a few years ago. I can’t even defend the guy anymore. Hang it up Donovan, please.

*Wes Welker is living the dream. Do you realize the kinds of numbers that Wes Welker is putting up right now? A 5’9″ white guy hasn’t cleaned up like this since Scott Baio and Tony Danza dominated the primetime sitcom game. 40 receptions and 616 yards and it’s only Week 4. This guy is on pace to rack up 160 catches, almost 2,500 yards receiving and 20 touchdowns. Unheard of. He probably won’t end up with numbers that outrageous, but if he does they should not only give him the MVP, they should rename it The Wes.

*Chris Johnson. It’s nice of you to stop impersonating an old wooden bench and resume your job as an NFL running back, but let’s try to maybe get into the end zone next week. How about it?

Overrated list: Atlanta Falcons, Oakland Raiders, Buffalo Bills, Washington Redskins (I know, they shouldn’t count), New York Jets, Dallas Cowboys

Uh Oh List: Philadelphia Eagles, Pittsburgh Steelers

Underrated List: Houston Texans, Tennessee Titans

Jury is still out on these teams: Baltimore Ravens, New England Patriots, New Orleans Saints, Tampa Bay Buccaneers, New York Giants, Chicago Bears

They are as good as we thought: Green Bay Packers

Nauseatingly bad: Miami Dolphins, Minnesota Vikings, Kansas City Chiefs, Jacksonville Jaguars, St. Louis Rams

 

 





Where Is Plaxico Going to Play?

8 06 2011

As of Monday, Plaxico Burress is a free man. Much like most criminals freshly-released from a state correctional facility, there is some debate over who is going to pay him his next multi-million dollar contract. Because of the current lockout, teams are forbidden from contacting Plaxico, but for the time being, we can have fun with a little guessing game.

Of course, if the lockout isn’t lifted in time for the coming 2011 NFL season, he will most likely be employed at a North Jersey Toyota dealership, but let’s just assume that the lockout is lifted soon and Plaxico is being vigorously pursued for his talents, charisma and ability to safely carry a firearm in the waistband of his sweatpants.

Of all the teams that might give the former Pro Bowl receiver a shot, the New York Giants seem like the most sensible spot for him to wind up (and I’m not just saying that because I’m a Giants fan, trust me). First of all, he knows the system already. Since Burress departed at the end of the 2008 season, leaving the then-10-1 team in shambles and most likely shattering the Giants’ dreams of repeating as Super Bowl champions, the true structure of the team has not changed too dramatically. Of course, the addition of wide receivers such as Hakeem Nicks and Mario Manningham and the emergence of Steve Smith as a offensive threat, has helped to fill the hole at the wideout position, but no one has truly been able to replace the intangibles that Burress provided to the Giants offense while he was there.

For the most part, the offensive gameplan and the coaching staff has remained the same since 2008 and there would not be a lot of readjustment needed on the part of Burress should he return to the Meadowlands. This factor is extremely vital given the fact that the lockout has prevented teams from beginning their normal summer workout schedule and just might eliminate training camp altogether, depending on how long it lasts. This means that teams with new players will not have enough time to get their new additions properly adjusted to the team’s offensive schemes by the time the season begins. If Burress were to return to the Giants, he wouldn’t need as much time to adjust, given his familiarity with the Giants’ system.

Add this to the fact that Burress is already familiar with, and widely liked by, a majority of the Giants players, and returning to New York would be a sensible option for Burress. That is, of course, if the Giants even want him back.

Judging by the hat Burress was donning upon his release (a Philadelphia Phillies cap), another possible option for Burress, and one that Giants fans are certainly dreading, is the division rival Philadelphia Eagles. Burress’ relationship with quarterback Michael Vick and their obvious similarities (Vick’s re-emergence as a star following his prison sentence and the fact that he is also from Virginia) might make it easier for Burress to readjust to life in the NFL with a companion in Vick that he can both relate to and trust. Plus, we already know that Burress has been known for shredding the Eagles’ secondary in his time with the Giants, so Philadelphia may be thinking, “if we can’t beat him, we might as well sign him.”

Of course, Burress joining the Eagles would be the worst possible scenario for Giants fans because having to go up against him and DeSean Jackson twice a year is something I’m looking forward to about as much as a root canal. Giants fans like myself are hoping this does not happen. Because of this, it probably will.

So what about some other possible teams? How about the Dallas Cowboys? We already know that owner Jerry Jones has an affinity for jaded wide receivers who have been beaten down by the media and are looking for redemption (see: Terrell Owens, Roy Williams, Dez Bryant). Will Plaxico Burress be the latest Cowboys salvage project that is destined to fail? Hopefully not, not because I like the Cowboys, but because I like Plaxico Burress and I wouldn’t want to openly root for his inevitable failure.

This brings us to our next possibility — the New York Jets. Rex Ryan LOVES stealing headlines from the New York Giants, and what better way to do that than to steal the player that helped secure them a Super Bowl ring in 2008? The Jets have already been rumored to have an interest in signing Randy Moss, and Plaxico Burress is a wide receiver with very similar athletic attributes to Randy Moss. The signing also would gain a fairly large amount of press for the Jets, something we all know Rex Ryan loves just as much as the seeing the words “free” and “buffet” in the same sentence.

How about the Pittsburgh Steelers? Burress left the Steelers in a less-than-amicable fashion before joining New York and there was rumored to be some animosity between him and Steelers owner Dan Rooney for some on- and off-the-field troubles during his last few seasons in the Steel City. But…Pittsburgh can use the help at the wide receiver position. They fell just short of securing their 7th Super Bowl title back in February, and one can only wonder if they would have been able to out-perform Green Bay’s explosive offensive attack if they had just a few more offensive weapons. They already have a weapon in speedster Mike Wallace, but other than that, they are fairly thin. Hines Ward is getting up there in years, and might not be effective for too much longer. Honestly, I don’t see Burress returning to Pittsburgh, but we all know that in the NFL, anything is possible, even Ben Roethlisberger turning into Seth Rogen and serving as his body double for The Green Hornet sequel.

At the end of the day, there is no way of knowing where Plaxico Burress will choose to go, or even which teams will pursue him, and with Drew Rosenhaus as his agent, there’s no way of even knowing if he’ll end up giving a press conference in his driveway while he does sit-ups without a shirt on. What we do know, however, is that Plaxico will end up having an impact wherever he does end up, let’s just hope that it’s in 2011 and not next year.





Don’t Feel Guilty for Wanting Michael Vick to Succeed

12 01 2011

I’m an enormous Giants fan, so the next sentence you read on this page might come as a surprise. I want to see Michael Vick succeed. Does that make me any less of a Giants fan because he’s the quarterback of not only a fierce division rival, but a team that completely decimated our playoff hopes just a few weeks ago? No, it doesn’t. It doesn’t make me a bad guy either.

I don’t feel guilty for wanting to see Michael Vick return to being Michael Vick again and neither should anybody else. This entire season, as we watched him shred defenses (particularly the Giants defense) time and time again with both his legs and his arm, we sat back and watched with a sort of veiled sense of apprehension. “Wow he’s fun to watch, but I don’t know…I mean, he’s a criminal. He’s a bad guy.”

Well, he was a criminal. From everything I’ve seen and heard from Michael Vick in the past year, he seems to be every bit as reformed and rehabilitated as a 21-month prison sentence should make someone. So he’s not a criminal anymore, he’s just an NFL quarterback, and a pretty damn good one at that.

I was in the crowd at Lincoln Financial Field on Sunday for the Wildcard playoff game between Philadelphia and Green Bay and when Vick emerged from the giant inflatable eagle head as fans roared and waved their white towels and fireworks shot out of Swoop’s head, I felt something palpable in the air. I felt the sudden and overwhelming adoration and acceptance of a once-fallen star that has since redeemed himself in a big way and has earned the respect and love of an entire city in the process.

Philadelphia Eagles fans make no excuses for wanting to see Michael Vick succeed, and neither should you. It’s the quintessential great American comeback story, and I’ll be damned if we all don’t love a good comeback story every now and then.





The Nightmare Before Christmas

20 12 2010

EAST RUTHERFORD, NJ - DECEMBER 19: DeSean Jackson  of the Philadelphia Eagles runs in the game winning touchdown on a punt return against the New York Giants at New Meadowlands Stadium on December 19, 2010 in East Rutherford, New Jersey. (Photo by Nick Laham/Getty Images)

The reality of it all started to come crashing down sometime after DeSean Jackson dropped the line-drive punt that fluttered off the foot of Matt Dodge, and a few seconds before he cut sharply to his left and streaked straight across a suddenly wide-open middle of the field. The feeling of “Oh s— this isn’t really happening, is it?” collided with the sudden realization that “Oh s— this really IS happening right now” and before the 85,000 bewildered Giants fans even had a chance to fully process what naturally occurs when these two things collide with one another, DeSean Jackson was crossing the goal line with the ball held high in his right hand and the game clock showed 00:00.

Then it was quiet. Empty plastic bottles of Coors Light whizzed by, zipping through the air like bullets, tiny droplets of beer being flung in every direction. There was a pile of Eagles in the corner of the end zone so big you would have thought they just won the World Series. Photographers ran on the field, apparently unaware that an extra point still had to be kicked, players pushed and shoved one another, Tom Coughlin chewed out a dumbfounded Matt Dodge who looked like….well, exactly how someone should look in that situation. And there I was. All around me there was confusion. Not the kind of confusion where nobody knows what’s going on. No, everybody knew exactly what had just happened. It was the kind of confusion where nobody knew how something like that could have happened. The kind of confusion where the look on our faces told the whole story all at once: “Did I really see what I think I just saw?” The answer was clear, and it was sobering.

Eagles 38, Giants 31. There I was, standing in a building with 85,000 other people who had no clue how to react to what they just saw. So I looked around me for something to throw. Then after deciding against hurling projectiles, I went ahead and threw the only thing I had on me: words. Very, very bad words, and a lot of them. I yelled obscenities that would make a sailor blush. I yelled until spit flew from my almost-numb lips, pointing my finger at the field as if anyone down there could hear me. I didn’t care though.

Eagles 38, Giants 31. Anyone who left the game early, right after Eli Manning’s 4th touchdown pass of the afternoon found Kevin Boss in the back of the end zone, might not understand how that score ended up the way it did. Even I don’t fully understand, and I was sitting there watching the whole thing unfold. After all, it was Giants 31, Eagles 10 with no more than 8 minutes left in the game, right? The game was all but over, the fat lady was warming up her voice, everyone in the stands were dancing to Kris Kross’s “Jump” and my brother was slumped so far down in his seat that I thought he was trying to hide in his own jacket. We had this game wrapped up. First place in the NFC East, maybe a #2 seed in the NFC if we could win out, we were going to steam roll our way into the playoffs and it was all going to start with the beating we gave Michael Vick yesterday. We shut him down. We intercepted him, we sacked him, we hit him, we beat the Eagles’ morale into submission. It was over. Giants 31, Eagles 10.

Then it was Vick to Celek. A freak play that should have never happened like it did. Justin Tuck was 40 yards deep in coverage for some reason and Kenny Phillips dove at the ball and missed when he should have been trying to tackle Celek and suddenly it was 31-17. It was alright though, there were only 7 minutes left, all we had to do was run the ball, run the clock, pick up a few first downs and we were good.

Then the onside kick. Apparently no one on the Giants coaching staff had ever heard of such a thing. “Onside kick, what’s that?” Oops. The Eagles had the ball again, and now I’m starting to wonder. This is when the fear begins to creep in. Exactly two minutes later, with the clock reading 5:28 and the scoreboard reading Giants 31, Eagles 17, Vick scampers through a gaping hole off left tackle and into the end zone. Way too easy. Giants 31, Eagles 24. Uh oh.

Now there’s no more dancing in the stands. There’s no more “EA-GLES SUCK!” chants, no more of anything. Now there’s just that sinking feeling. Now there’s just a lot of people turning to the person next to them and not having to say a word because they both know exactly what the other is thinking. And even though we both knew, I said it anyway. I turned to the guy next to me, wearing a Giants construction helmet and Giants earmuffs and I said, “Oh s—, they’re gonna lose this game, aren’t they?”

But we still had the ball. We needed to run some clock. Actually, we needed to score again. So it’s Manning to Manningham for 12. First down. Then it’s Bradshaw for 7. Bradshaw for 2. Bradshaw for 2. Another first down. Bradshaw for 4. Now we’re at the Eagles 38-yard line. The Eagles have called all of their timeouts. None left. There is 3:56 to go. Ten more yards and we’re at least in field goal range. Ten more yards and we can push our lead back to two scores. Ten more yards and we can breathe easy again. Then a penalty. False start. We march back to the 43-yard line. On 2nd and 11, Bradshaw goes for 3. Third down. Now we’re passing. The Eagles know we’re passing, but who cares, they haven’t stopped it all day. Manning to Hagan: incomplete. And we punt.

Three minutes to go. The Eagles have the ball on their own 12. They need to go 88 yards. That’s a long way, at least that’s what everyone in the building is telling themselves. Plus, they have no timeouts. All we need is for our defense to make one play. One big play, that’s it. They’ve been doing it all day, so it shouldn’t be a problem. We’ve batted down four passes at the line, we’ve sacked Vick three times, we can do it again.

One minute and forty-five seconds. That’s all it takes for Vick to lead the Eagles up the field and into the end zone. Runs of 33 yards and 22 yards by Vick make it look like the defense is moving in slow motion and he has switched it into a higher gear. That’s how easy it looks. The touchdown pass to Jeremy Maclin looks even easier. Giants 31, Eagles 31.

Here’s the good news, Giants fans: we have the ball again. 1:16 to go, and the game is in Eli’s hands. We only need about 30 yards to be in a comfortable range for Lawrence Tynes. How many times have we seen Eli come through for us in this situation? A lot. That’s what I tell myself. At the very least, we can run out the clock and play for overtime where we can hit the reset button and start over. But it didn’t happen that way. Instead, it went like this: incomplete, incomplete, sack. Then a punt. The punt.

It all happened so fast. It all looked so easy. In fact, it was just so perfect that it seemed fixed. I half-expected the Undertaker to roll out of the tunnel behind the end zone on a motorcycle and smack Matt Dodge with a steel chair as he tried to make a game-saving tackle on DeSean Jackson. At least then it would have made some sense. But alas, we Giants fans are left behind in the debris of this latest disaster, still trying to make sense of it all. Trying to understand how, or why. Don’t expect any answers. Don’t expect me to try and glean any positives from this either; there simply aren’t any.





The Eagles Are Coming! The Eagles Are Coming!

14 12 2010

Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed last night’s 21-3 thumping of the Minnesota Vikings as much as the next Giants fan. I enjoyed the 200+ yards we gained on the ground against a typically stingy Vikings run defense and I enjoyed seeing Steve Smith, Hakeem Nicks and David Diehl back on the field and making plays again. However, there was one thing that kept me distracted throughout — one thing that kept me looking over my shoulder like I was a kid sneaking a Snickers bar past curfew at fat camp — the Philadelphia Eagles are coming to town on Sunday.

I’m worried about the Eagles not because they are 9-4, not because of I’m afraid of Michael Vick, but because they’ve beaten us the last 5 times we’ve faced each other dating back to the 2008 season. It was November 9, 2008 to be exact. Going into Sunday’s battle for NFC East supremacy at the Stadium With No Name, it will be 2 years, 1 month and 10 days since the last time we have beaten the Philadelphia Eagles. Are we due for a victory over our turnpike rivals? Maybe. But maybe they will come into our building for the second straight December and shove us out of the way as they reach for the division title, kind of like Tony Siragusa shoving his way through a buffet line.

I will be there on Sunday afternoon for what will be (for all intents and purposes) the biggest game of the season thus far in the NFC, at least until the Falcons host the Saints in Week 16 for a game that might decide the NFC South division title as well as the NFC’s number one seed. I will be there with my hopes high and my seats even higher, trying to will the Giants to 10-4 and a legitimate shot at locking up the NFC East and a first-round bye.

Before that happens though, there are things that need to be addressed. First and foremost, can Eli Manning play an entire game without throwing a pass that makes me want to fling all of my personal belongings off the upper deck? Can he stop trying to be his brother for one game and shed this stupid interception bug that’s been plaguing him all year? Can we try maybe sticking with Jacobs and Bradshaw to start the game, hoping that running the football can open up the passing lanes and take some pressure off of Eli so he’s not trying to force passes into tight coverage and turning the ball over? Can we try to get constant pressure on Vick and prevent him from extending plays with his legs? These are all things that we need to do successfully on Sunday in order to win the game. It might be asking for a lot, but I think they’ll be able to manage.

At 9-4, we control our own destiny right now. A win over the Eagles on Sunday gives us sole possession of first place in the NFC East going into a Christmas weekend game at Lambeau against a slightly struggling Packers team with a quarterback that may or may not know what day it is. If we manage to win out and beat Green Bay and then Washington in the finale, we could be in very good shape. One thing is for sure though, and that is the fact that there will be a 10-6 team that misses the playoffs in the NFC. We need to win at least two of our last three games. Even then, 11-5 might only be good enough for a wild card spot if we lose to Philadelphia. That means that Sunday’s game is enormous — but it’s not like you didn’t know that already.

On Sunday morning at 9 a.m. sharp, I’ll be in the car on my way to the Stadium With No Name wearing my lucky Eli Manning jersey, my lucky Sunday Giants t-shirt, my lucky white Giants sweatshirt that I wore to the Wild Card playoff game in Tampa and ignoring whatever curveballs the weather tries to throw at us, to be as loud as possible and hope that the Giants can play well enough to prevent my Eagles fan brother from standing on his seat and goading Giants fans into chanting words that end with “hole” like he did last December. Basically, I will be doing my part to help the Giants win. Now, all that’s left is for the Giants to do their part.





WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?

22 11 2010

With the (huge) exception of our 2007 Super Bowl title run (and trust me, I don’t want to take anything away from that miraculous season), the New York Football Giants have been notorious for flushing the second half of their season down the toilet, at least in the Tom Coughlin Era. I don’t have a clue as to why this seems to happen every year, but it does and it’s about as frustrating as successfully potty-training your child only to have him poop his pants in the garden section of Home Depot the next day.

I don’t know exactly what it is about Coughlin’s teams that make them poop their pants in Home Depot in the second half of every season (you know, except for 2007), but I don’t want to go on a rant without first giving you some raw numbers to support my wild-eyed theories. So here they are:

In 2004, Coughlin’s first season with the Giants, we started off the season 5-2 before we went into the tank in dramatic fashion, dropping 8 of our last 9 games to finish 6-10. That is a pretty rough second half of the season, by any standards.

In 2005, we began the season 6-2, and then had a slightly less successful second half, going 5-3. I actually wouldn’t even include 2005 in this argument if we hadn’t hosted a playoff game in round one against the Carolina Panthers after finishing 11-5 and gotten shut-out 23-0. A one-game playoff collapse, but a late-season choke nonetheless.

In 2006, we once again began the season 6-2, getting off to yet another red-hot start. And once again, we would sputter out down the stretch, finishing a dismal 2-6 in our last 8 games and actually losing 6 of 7 before winning in the final week at Washington to squeak into the postseason at 8-8. What happened in the playoffs? Another first round exit, this time at the hands of the Eagles. So much for the hot start.

We’ll skip 2007 and go to 2008. After one of the best starts in franchise history, we found ourselves at 11-1 going into Week 14. We then lost back-to-back games to the Eagles and Cowboys in which we couldn’t manage more than 250 yards total offense in either one, before finally clinching the #1 seed in Week 16 against Carolina. We ended up going 1-3 in the last four games and — once again — leaving the playoffs after only one game, thanks to the Eagles and one of the most abysmal playoff performances I have ever seen from a 12-4 team playing at home.

What about last year? Well, you should remember last year, unless you willingly chose to repress those memories deep within your subconscious to stop the pain, which is completely understandable. Last year, we began 5-0, as per the usual in the Tom Coughlin Era. And as per the usual, we lost 8 of our last 11 games, finishing 8-8 and missing the playoffs for the first time since 2004.

What is going to happen this year? Honestly, I don’t have a clue. This season so far, through the first 10 games, the Giants have looked like the most schizophrenic team in football. We opened the season 1-2, with three of the sloppiest performances I’ve seen from a Giants team in years. Eli had almost 90 interceptions off of tipped passes and our defense looked suspect at best. Then starting with a dominating performance on Sunday night in Week 4 against Chicago (a team that might be just as schizophrenic as us), we rolled off 5 straight wins and looked like we might just be the best team in the NFL, at 6-2. Then the last two weeks happened. All of a sudden our invincible and impenetrable defense looked….well, very vincible and very penetrable.

We let Jon Kitna through the ball all over the field on us, and last night we allowed LeSean McCoy to turn a nearly-broken play on 4th and 1 into a 50 yard touchdown run. That play, unquestionably the back-breaking turning point of the game, put the Eagles back on top 24-17 and buried the Giants. That play marked the second time in as many weeks that the Giants defense surrendered a touchdown run of more than 50 yards, after not allowing one all season.

I’m not going to blame last night’s loss on the defense though. Actually, the defense was what allowed us to stay in the game as long as we did, forcing the Eagles to kick 3 field goals on three red zone trips and limiting the damage as much as they could. Instead of trailing 28-3 late in the 3rd quarter, it was a much more manageable 16-3 deficit, which allowed us to crawl back into the game and eventually take the lead in the 4th.

So the defense was not to blame. They did their job, containing Michael Vick for most of the night, something that no defense has been able to do successfully all season, and even forcing him to commit his first turnover of the year, a fumble caused by a very timely Justin Tuck strip in the 4th quarter that ultimately led to the Giants’ go-ahead touchdown.

My major gripe about last night’s game should come as no surprise to anyone watching the Giants all season: turnovers. TURNOVERS, TURNOVERS, TURNOVERS, TURNOVERS, and MORE TURNOVERS. If you think I’ve had enough ranting for one day, just wait until I get started with the turnovers (just to give you a heads-up, I’m starting right now).

The turnover bug has got to stop. I have never, EVER seen a team turn the ball over more times than this 2010 Giants team. It’s almost gotten to the point of hilarity where you can almost predict when and how they are going to turn the ball over. Actually, I did it twice last night, I kid you not. I correctly predicted Ahmad Bradshaw’s first fumble (his 13,456th of the season) and I predicted Eli’s interception on the Giants final possession of the game, which Asante Samuel then proceeded to give back to us by fumbling on the return. What’s even funnier, is that only three plays later, Eli would turn the ball over again, fumbling because no one told him that quarterbacks are supposed to slide feet-first and not dive face-first into the grass like they’re being shot at. The funny thing is, he did the exact same thing in a game against the Eagles last year, and fumbled it. Come on Eli, you’re telling me you’re not smart enough to learn from your own mistakes?

The turnovers are getting really, really, REALLY ridiculous and the worst part about them is that they always seem to come at the absolute worst possible moments. Moments where I have found myself literally begging out loud for them not to turn the ball over, only to see them do just that on the next play. It’s uncanny, it’s painful to watch, and it needs to stop. I don’t care if they need to put glue on Ahmad Bradshaw’s hands or bring Joe Girardi in to teach Eli how to slide like he did for (choking back vomit) Mark Sanchez.

Nobody in the NFL is going to win games with a -4 turnover ratio and nobody is going to win games turning the ball over twice inside their own 30-yard line. That is why last night we were on the short end of a 27-17 score and not the other way around.

The good news? Believe it or not, there is something: In 2007, we were 7-4 after Week 12 and went on to win the Super Bowl, so we’re not dead yet. Unfortunately that’s the only good news I can think of right now. We host the Jacksonville Jaguars next week and the Redskins the week after that, two very winnable games, as long as we don’t turn the ball over 70 times. 8-4 is where we are going to need to be heading into Minnesota for Week 14. Let’s hope, for Tom Coughlin’s sake, and for the sake of my health, that we can get there.

*Editor’s Note: Tomorrow afternoon I’m going to be interviewing offensive lineman David Diehl, so if you have any questions you want me to ask him, feel free to leave them in the comment box below, or drop me an email at robertmoreschi@gmail.com





The Donovan McNabb Saga

29 03 2010

The relationship between Donovan McNabb and Philadelphia Eagles fans has always been an intriguing one. Which is to say that unless you are a Philadelphia Eagles fan, you’re not likely to ever fully understand it. Ever since Day One, I have witnessed what has perhaps become the most tumultuous relationship that a hugely popular “franchise player” has ever had with his franchise and his fan-base. From the day he was taken by the Eagles with the second overall pick in the 1999 NFL Draft, up until the day he will inevitably be traded to the Raiders or the Vikings or the Bills, the plight of Donovan McNabb will likely remain an enigma to most.

When the Eagles drafted Donovan McNabb out of Syracuse in the 1999 NFL Draft, he was booed heavily. The first thing Donovan McNabb heard when he stood next to Paul Tagliabue and held up a Philadelphia Eagles jersey for the first time, was a barrage of boo’s from the Philly faithful. How nice of them to welcome him so warmly. Although the Eagles were mired in a period in which they went through numerous second-rate starting quarterbacks, including but not limited to the likes of Bobby Hoying and Ty Detmer, Eagles fans still believed that drafting Ricky Williams was the direction that the franchise needed to take. In hindsight, was taking McNabb over Williams the right choice? Yes, of course it was. However, this doesn’t change the way most Philly fans feel about their franchise quarterback. Needless to say, the 1999 NFL Draft would be a harbinger of things to come over the next decade.

If nothing else, Donovan McNabb is certainly a polarizing figure in Philadelphia. Over the last 10 years, he has alternated between hero, villain and complete enigma more times than John Locke in the last 6 seasons of LOST and sometimes those transformations can take place over the course of a few weeks, a few days or even one quarter of a game. For someone who is been the star player and undisputable leader of a winning football team over the course of an entire decade, he has to lead the league for the most times his team has threatened to cut him, trade him or bench him.

It’s no surprise that he and Head Coach Andy Reid have clashed over the years, and while we can watch countless puff pieces on FOX pregame shows that portray the two as being best buddies, we all know the truth: Andy Reid doesn’t trust Donovan McNabb. Benching him in the second half of a regular-season game against Baltimore a few seasons ago was a heavily criticized move at the time, but it served to light a fire under McNabb, as he eventually led the Eagles to the NFC Championship later that season where they would lose to the Arizona Cardinals.

Which brings me to my next point: Donovan McNabb knows how to win. Now, here is where the gallery chimes in, in unison, with a resounding, “What has he won?” And the answer is: nothing substantial — yet. No, he hasn’t won a Super Bowl yet, but he’s been to one. Stats are stats, and this one clearly speaks for itself: since McNabb was drafted in 1999, he has led the Eagles to the playoffs 8 times. In that same time span, only one team (and one quarterback) has been to the playoffs more than McNabb and Philadelphia. That team? The Indianapolis Colts. Peyton Manning has one Super Bowl ring, and he’s made two appearances, but it took him 8 years to even make his first Super Bowl, while McNabb reached the big game in his 6th season. Am I comparing Donovan McNabb to Peyton Manning? No, all I’m saying is that over the last decade, not many quarterbacks have been as consistent as Donovan McNabb. His 9 wins in the playoffs are the third best among active quarterbacks behind only Tom Brady and Brett Favre.

Now I can throw stats around all day, but they don’t really do much. Almost every off-season for the last five or six years, Donovan McNabb’s name has been floated through the rumor mills and it’s almost become expected to hear writers and analysts wonder whether he’ll lose his starting job after a bad game in Week 5. With my brother being a diehard Eagles fan, and having watched McNabb and the Eagles almost every Sunday for as long as I can remember, this is something I’m typically used to.

Not to this degree though. This time, it seems like the Eagles organization is going out of their way to dangle McNabb out there in the open, leaving him available for any team that shows interest or makes an offer. This year, they’re opening themselves up to the possibility that no team makes a trade for McNabb and he returns to the field in September as the starting quarterback knowing that his entire organization doesn’t really want him to the be the starting quarterback. Is that any way to treat your franchise quarterback? Maybe it was the Eagles early exit from the playoffs this season, or maybe it’s McNabb’s frequent injuries that make the front office unsure if they can leave the team in his hands, but whatever it is, I’m sure there are better ways to go about this.

McNabb is still only 33 years old. He has played 11 seasons in the National Football League already and has suffered his fair share of bad injuries, but 33 isn’t that old, especially when it comes to the quarterback position. Peyton Manning turned 33 last month, and no one is going to argue that he’s even remotely close to being washed up. Both Kurt Warner and Brett Favre won playoff games last season at the ages of 38 and 40 respectively. In fact, Brett Favre came within one bad pass of playing in the Super Bowl.

Donovan McNabb still has a lot left in his tank as a quarterback in the NFL, whether or not he starts the 2010 season with the Philadelphia Eagles. If they ship him away for a draft pick in the next month, I will assure you that whatever team he does end up with will be competitive. Maybe not immediately, but he will have a noticeable impact, even if he ends up in Oakland. Yes, you read that right, I believe that Donovan McNabb can turn the Oakland Raiders into a playoff team.

As a Giants fan and someone who has been tortured by Donovan McNabb year in and year out, I’ll be honest and say that I won’t miss him if he leaves the NFC East. I would much rather face Kevin Kolb’s Eagles twice a year than Donovan McNabb’s Eagles (although in Kolb’s defense, we haven’t really seen much of him yet). Will the Giants-Eagles rivalry be a little different without No. 5? Of course it will, because even though I hate him twice a year, I look forward to Giants-Eagles games because of him, because I respect him just as much as I dislike him. And, if he can get the respect of a New York Giants fan, he certainly deserves the respect of his organization and his fans.





Ready or Not, It’s Time for the Playoffs (And Why I Think The Packers Will Win It All)

5 01 2010
Green Bay Packers v Arizona Cardinals

Aside from the NCAA Tournament in March, the NFL Playoffs are probably my favorite postseason event in sports, even when the Giants aren’t playing. Do you want to know why I love the NFL Playoffs? If you don’t, just skip the next few sentences, because I’m going to tell you anyway. I love the NFL Playoffs because you get one chance, and that’s it. There are no best-of-5 series, there are no brutally long best-of-7 series that drag out for a week and a half. There is one game and one game only. If you’re unprepared, it will show. Typically in best-of-7 series, the team that is supposed to win, will win. In the NFL Playoffs, anything can happen. Often enough, anything does happen. That’s why I love the NFL Playoffs, because you can have a team like the 2008 Arizona Cardinals get hammered in Week 16 against the Patriots and lose by 40 points but then suddenly get hot at the right time and be in the Super Bowl a month later. I love the NFL Playoffs because a 10-6 wild-card team that everybody wrote off two months before can beat the number 1 and 2 seeds in the NFC in back-to-back weeks on the road and then stun an undefeated team to win the Super Bowl. Do I need to explain myself anymore?

If you’re getting deja vu from looking at the games slated for this weekend’s Wild Card playoff round, that’s because three out of the four match-ups are repeats from last week, and two of them are even being played on the same field. If I was the Elias Sports Bureau I would probably be able to tell you if that has ever happened before, but I don’t have those kinds of statistics in front of me, so for now I’m going to have to go out on a limb and guess that it is a pretty rare occurrence. Both the Packers and Eagles will return to the scene of the crime from Week 17 for a playoff rematch. The Packers easily handed the Cardinals a 33-7 loss in Glendale on Sunday, and will hope for a repeat performance this weekend. Meanwhile, the Eagles are hoping to actually show up in Arlington this Saturday night, because from what I saw they sure as hell didn’t show up on Sunday, losing 24-0 to the Cowboys and also losing out on a chance for the #2 seed in the NFC. In doing so, they dropped from the #3 seed all the way down to the #6 seed, ensuring that they will not have a home game in the playoffs. Going from possibly having a first-round bye and a home game in the Divisional round to being the #6 seed in the span of a few hours was probably just as disheartening for Eagles fans as remembering that they’ve lost 4 NFC title games in the last 7 years.

As for the Cardinals, I think we’ve all learned our lesson about writing off teams that look like a bunch of ghosts with uniforms on in Week 17. Last year’s Cardinals team taught us that lesson, and maybe they’re trying to reteach it again this year. All I know is that Sunday’s Packers-Cardinals game will certainly be a lot closer than 33-7.

So two exact, carbon-copy rematches from Week 17 in the first-round of the playoffs for the first time ever (yes, I’ve actually done the research now, so I can say that with confidence), and that’s just the NFC. What about the AFC? Well, there’s the remarkable story of the New York Jets. Even Rex Ryan wrote this team off a few weeks ago, but now they’re suddenly the toast of the town. How did this happen? I have no clue. I can take a shot in the dark though and attribute their sudden and inexplicable success to a few things:

1) Their cream puff of a schedule. The Jets won 9 games this year against Houston, New England, Tennessee, Oakland, Carolina, Buffalo, Tampa Bay, Indianapolis*, Cincinnati*. Three of those wins came against playoff teams, including Indy and Cincy in the last two weeks, but I’ll explain the asterisks in my next point.

2) They beat Indy and Cincy teams that were pretty much only on the field to collect a paycheck the last two weeks. Peyton Manning was out of the game by halftime in Week 16 allowing the Jets opportunistic defense to take advantage of a terrified Curtis Painter to the point where I was about to call DYFS on Jim Caldwell. And then on Sunday night, they trampled a Cincinnati team that clearly didn’t have any incentive to put on a show. I mean, Carson Palmer was 1/11 for 0 yards before being replaced by J.T. O’Sulli-beard. If those stats don’t scream, “The Football Felt Like a Frozen Brick, Somebody Give Me Coffee and Get Me Out of This Game Before Kimo Von Oelfhoffen Comes Out of Nowhere and Dives At My Knees”, then I don’t know what does.

3) Every single thing that the Jets needed to happen in the last two weeks in order to make the playoffs, happened.

But hey, I’m not bitter! So let’s move on to the next AFC Wild Card match-up featuring the New England Patriots and the Baltimore Ravens. Ironically, the Patriots, one of the only teams that I have been able to consistently figure out for the past 4 or 5 years is turning out to be the only team that I really don’t understand this season. Are they good? Are they a shell of their former selves? I can’t even tell anymore. However, if Wes Welker’s injury is as bad as they say it is (and they say it’s pretty bad, trust me), then I fear for New England. And if Tom Brady really has been playing with broken ribs for the last month like Bill Simmons says he has, then I fear for New England. I can see this game going either way though, it’s like the Tila Tequila of playoff games.

So, with all of that said, here are my Wild Card playoff predictions:

Saturday, 4:30 p.m. EST

Bengals 27, Jets 17

I didn’t watch all of Sunday night’s game, I’ll be honest. Most of what I got out of the game, I got from glancing over my shoulder at the TV while I sat at a blackjack table at Showboat. What I saw was this: J.T. O’Sullivan’s beard, Mark Sanchez not throwing many passes, really cold fans, Brad Smith, J.T. O’Sullivan’s beard, Mark Sanchez looking confused. Somehow it was 37-0. It’s going to be a whole different sequel in Cincinnati on Saturday with the Bengals hosting a playoff game in front of their home crowd for the first time since the 2006 playoffs when Kimo Von Oelhoffen simultaneously ended Carson Palmer’s season and the Bengals’ season on the second play from scrimmage.

Saturday, 8:30 p.m. EST

Eagles 31, Cowboys 23

You can’t say the same about the Eagles Week 17 performance as you could about the Bengals. The Eagles had a lot to play for, probably just as much as anyone else playing last week. They just didn’t show up, simply enough. Now, they have to avoid the dubious distinction of losing to the same team three times in one season, and twice in consecutive weeks. JerryWorld is going to be packed to the gills for it’s first playoff game and it’s going to be up to Donovan McNabb and DeSean Jackson to quiet the crowd and get the Eagles on the board early. If the Cowboys build an early lead like they did last week, it’s going to be Blitz City for the Dallas D and the Eagles injury-depleted offensive line.

Sunday, 1:00 p.m. EST

Patriots 20, Ravens 17

This game is going to be about how well the Patriots defense can calm down the Ravens potent two-headed beast at running back of Ray Rice and Willis McGahee and it’s also about how many times Randy Moss can get open against the Baltimore secondary. If Randy Moss has a big day, then so too will New England. I think that the Patriots should be able to get it done against the Ravens on Sunday, but with Welker gone and Brady not 100%, they’re going to have trouble after that, especially against San Diego and Indy, should it come to that.

Sunday, 4:00 p.m. EST

Packers 36, Cardinals 33

I like Aaron Rodgers and I like this Packers team just about as much as any other team in this year’s postseason. I have a good feeling about Green Bay and I think they’re one of the hottest teams in the league right now, and I love Donald Driver and Greg Jennings, and this Packers team is my playoff team for 2009. They seem to me like the most complete team in the NFC, and yes, even more so than the Saints. Their defense, the new 3-4 system implemented by Dom Capers this season, as proven to be effect as it’s one of the best in the league. Their balanced offense is a perfect fit for the gunslinging Aaron Rodgers, and I finally think that it’s time for a coming of age for A-Rod. Beating Brett Favre in the playoffs for a ticket to the NFC Championship is probably the sweetest justice he can have. As you can probably tell, I like the 2009 Green Bay Packers. I like them to beat Arizona on Sunday and then I like them to beat Brett Favre and the Vikings next week and then it’s on to DALLAS, OR PHILADELPHIA, OR NEW ORLEANS! THE PACKERS ARE GOING TO TAKE THEM ALL DOWN!

Since I’m already all worked up I just wanted to add one more paragraph about something that happened yesterday in the Giants organization that excited me more than anything else having to do with the Giants since Week 15: Defensive coordinator Bill Sheridan was fired. As I watched the latest 44-7 embarrassment this past Sunday in Minnesota, I hoped that Sheridan would be out no later than Monday, and I (along with most of Giants Nation, I would imagine) got my wish yesterday afternoon. So thank you, John Mara, for standing up for your fans and for being an owner with guts, and for doing what the Wilpons will probably never do: FIRE PEOPLE THAT CAN’T DO THEIR JOB (*cough* Omar Minaya *cough*).





One For the Ages

30 12 2009
Carolina Panthers v New York Giants

Last week was a busy week for two reasons: Christmas. Shopping. For those reasons, I couldn’t turn out a column after last Monday night’s 45-12 throttling of the Washington Redskins on Monday Night Football. Had I written something, I likely would have gushed about how good the offense and the defense looked and how I could see this season turning around. I may have even written about how I thought this team might make a pretty surprising run in the playoffs and how I thought that there were a lot of similarities to the 2007 team that won the Super Bowl. I probably would have written all of those things, and a lot more. Then, after Sunday’s game, I would have looked back at last week’s column and been very embarrassed. I would have been almost as embarrassed as the Giants were by the Carolina Panthers Sunday afternoon in the last game they will ever play at Giants Stadium, their home for the last 34 years and 283 games.

A few weeks ago, after the wild Sunday night shootout against the Eagles, I wrote that I would not be disappointed if that was the last game I would ever watch in Giants Stadium. Then I got greedy. I knew I just had to be there on Sunday, I had to be there for the last hurrah, when the curtain came down on the place that I have grown to love over the last 15 years. Now, my final memory of Giants Stadium is going to be the Giants getting spanked by a team that had absolutely nothing to play for, on a day that we had everything to play for. It’s going to be a memory of our defense getting torched for 206 yards by a second-string running back (mind you, I know Stewart can be a starter on just about any other team in the league) and for 3 touchdowns by a second-string quarterback. It’s going to be a memory of Brandon Jacobs getting mercilessly booed as he walked off the field and towards the locker room with about 8 minutes to go and the Giants down 41-9. Were the boo’s warranted? Certainly. Jacobs racked up a whopping 1 yard on 6 carries. The workhorse who helped carry the Giants to a Super Bowl title 2 years ago, now looks like he has suddenly aged a decade. His explosiveness has all but disappeared, he no longer puts his shoulder down and runs over defenders and for the most part, he looks like he is running with ankle weights on. He has not crossed the 100-yard mark once all season, he only has 5 touchdowns (one-third of his total from last season) and unless he has a monster game against Minnesota next week, he will fall short of 1,000 yards for the first time since 2006, when he was Tiki Barber’s backup.

Needless to say, the lackluster running game has been the root of several of the Giants problems this season, but not all of them. Not in the least. It certainly hasn’t affected the passing game. Manning has had no problems finding the open receiver this season (you know, when they actually decide to catch the ball) and he is having, by far, the best statistical season of his career. His 27 touchdown passes are a career high and he will likely pass the 4,000 yard mark next week, making him only the third Giants quarterback to do so in franchise history. He needs a little over 200 yards to set the Giants all-time single season mark currently held by Kerry Collins who set it in 2002.

What the lack of a run game has done to the Giants this season is fail to establish a rhythm that has been so vital to our offense in the past few seasons. Being able to balance a successful passing game with a steady running game is the key to success in the National Football League, and the Giants just couldn’t find that balance for most of this season. Not enough big runs from Jacobs and Bradshaw to jump start a scoring drive and not enough big plays to galvanize the team and give the offense some momentum when the team sorely needs it.

I’m not going to say much about Sunday’s game, mostly because there really isn’t anything to say about it. It was the epitome of all that has gone wrong for the Giants this season. The defense failed to make big plays when they needed to. It seemed like last week’s defensive game plan, which worked so well against Jason Campbell and the Redskins, was not replicated on Sunday, as the Giants only sacked Matt Moore once, on the Panthers first offensive play from scrimmage. If you take a few steps back, Sunday’s game was quite simple to understand, mostly because it happened so quickly. The Giants opening drive, which ate up almost 8 minutes of the clock, looked almost exactly like their opening drive in Washington last week. When Manningham fumbled on the Carolina 17 yard line after converting a huge 3rd down, the momentum that the Giants had seemingly tried to build up with that march slipped away, and from that point on it looked as if the Giants were going through the motions. One of the amazing things about football is that entire outcome of a single game can be changed by a single play. It is often the littlest things that can swing the momentum and which can either bury a team or give them a second life. On Sunday, the Giants were buried early. Perhaps even before the fans knew it, and certainly before the players knew it, proving that anything is possible on any given Sunday.

Carolina Panthers v New York Giants

Was it tough to head out to Giants Stadium for one final Sunday, hoping for a heroic, season-saving effort from the Giants and a final push for the playoffs, only to see one of the worst performances in the stadium’s history? Yes, it was admittedly difficult. However, there was a sort of poetic beauty in being able to witness Sunday’s game. Everything served as a type of closure, from the boo’s, to the guy over in section 319 who threw all of his food at the field when the Giants fell behind 24-0 at halftime. I’ll be the first to admit that with all the games I’ve seen at Giants Stadium over the years, I’ve been pretty lucky. I’ve seen a lot of good games, and even a handful of great games, but I haven’t witnessed to many stinkers like the one I saw on Sunday. Actually, it’s safe to say that Sunday’s game was the worst I have ever attended at Giants Stadium, or anywhere else for that matter. So bad that I probably will have to amend the column that I wrote a few months ago detailing the top 5 worst games of the Eli Manning Era to include it. When you look at it that way, it even begins to make some kind of sense. Maybe not fully, and not yet, but in time I’m sure I’ll see it for what it is.

On Sunday, Big Blue will travel to Minnesota to take on Brett Favre and the Vikings. The Vikes have already clinched a playoff spot, which is lucky for them considering the nosedive they’ve been locked in since the beginning of the month. They’ve dropped 3 of their last 4 games, including a gut-wrenching 36-30 overtime loss to the Bears on Monday night. The 11-4 Vikings suddenly have something to play for, as a loss by them and an Eagles win over Dallas would drop Minnesota down to the 3rd seed in the NFC, giving the Eagles the coveted first-round bye. As for the Giants, it’s a much different story. By Week 5, many Giants fans looked at this game on the schedule anticipating that it wouldn’t mean anything, much like last year’s Week 17 matchup against the Vikings. After all, we were 5-0, and most of us thought that we would have our playoff position readily secured by now. Well, it turns out that we were half-right, as Heatmiser would say. The game means about as much as an exhibition game to the Giants, but not for reasons that we had anticipated back when we were 5-0. The Giants will miss the playoffs this year for the first time since I was a senior in high school and I still believed that prom would be just like American Pie, only in real life. Instead, we will try to play spoiler and help out the Eagles, because after all,  they’ve helped us out so much this season (outscoring us 85-55 in two games). It’s the least we could do. To be perfectly honest with you, I’d much rather see the Eagles win the NFC than the Cowboys, a team we beat twice. It would hurt much less to know that the team that caused us the most torment this season turned out to be the second best team in the NFC.

With The Minnesota game being played on January 3rd, this past Sunday’s game against Carolina served not only as the last game at Giants Stadium, but also the last game of the decade. Although the decade ended on a bitter note for Big Blue, nobody can deny that it was one hell of a decade to be a Giants fan. With two Super Bowl appearances, one Super Bowl title, 3 division titles and 6 playoff appearances, it was arguably one of the most successful decades in Giants history, and I’m proud to have been a part of it. As we say goodbye to another decade and welcome in 2010 in just a few days, here’s to hoping that 2010-2019 will be even better for the New York Football Giants. Who knows, maybe it will even start with a win on Sunday.








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