My congratulations go out to Brad Mccandless for winning this season's NFL regular season picks even if he only beat me by one game. Still ,credit where credit is due, he did win the regular season but I take pride in the fact that I did well with some playoff picks and my crowning achievement was picking the Giants to beat the 49ers in the NFC conference final 20 to 17 which was the score when the game was over (check it out folks this is all documented). This is why I did not pick a winner or a score for the superbowl since there was no way I could top my perfection.
Sadly neither of my rivals Brad or John (a.k.a Mr Slag) will be able to take much out of this season as their beloved Dallas Cowboys once again failed to make the playoffs and could have ended the Giants season if they hadn't choked when they played them at home in December. Both will be haunted for a long time by the memories of Eli Maning or as John calls him the Great Gazoo (he does look like that character when he's wearing a helmet) raising another superbowl trophy. Both are dealing with their disappointment in strange ways leading to even more bizarre behavior. John has been watching almost nonstop his favorite other sport NASCAR racing. He now drives with a race helmet in his beat up car that he painted the number 3 on. When he is pulled over by the police for speeding he passionately tells them he is Dale Jarrett. Brad has also been watching TV almost non stop but he only watches reruns of "Three's Company" to see one of his favorite television characters Mr. Roper (this really is a character he finds awesome). Now when Brad goes out he wears a sweater, hangs out with middle aged curly read heads and turns his head to the right, smirks and laughs at unfunny lines that he says. I'm sure they'll both be ready for next season to watch the Cowboys disappoint them again.
