Good god. I owe you an apology for that one.
Baltimore vs. Tennessee
I also owe you an apology for this. If you do read this blog, I have to tell you. I'm changigng my mind. I love Baltimore's defense. I do. I know the Ravens are eating simple offenses alive. And stylistically? It is a Frank Miller movie with a steadying hand.
But with a weeks rest? The Titans can be as ball-punchingly fierce as an English crime movie. Albert Haynesworth wants to star in Get Flacco. I see Chris Johnson breaking one. I see a field goal. I see that overcoming Ed Reed in good field position. 10-7 or some such nonsense.
Arizona vs. Carolina
You want to know how Arizona got these scars? DeAngelo Williams. I know strange can happen on Saturday Night. But we can feel good about this. This is like Sinbad in Necessary Roughness. Carolina will get wild. Carolina will get loose. Carolina will...
Par-tay.
Philadelphia vs. New York
New York. It's like Iron Man versus the Indian parody of Iron Man. McNabb isn't exactly a front man for Iron Mans, but Brandon Jacobs. He's Iron Man, the War Machine, and Force Works rolled into one.
He saw what Darren Sproles did with his opportunity last week. He wants to make millions and millions as a free agent. He's looking for a new team. Glory will come.
San Diego vs. Pittsburgh
Ben Roethlisberger's head is stuck in a Michel Gondry film. And while I believe in the divinity of the Byron Leftwich, the Chargers defense is developing a certain swagger. And like the man who was sick of Ben Stiller's shit? There's a certain Tropic Thunder developing.
And with a bad track in Pittsburgh? Their strengths are further mitigated. So? We can see a 17-14 sort of a game, where Phillip Rivers takes this team and haves them roll on his retarded looking face. He is after all, Hillary Duff in this analogy.
Wait, I'm confused...
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