THAT LINE MAY have come from a General Motors commercial, but somehow, that makes it all the more fitting to describe this weekend's football. How did the Northwestern Wildcats manage that amazing comeback against the University of Iowa, and from whence came the wind that helped put the Cleveland Browns over the Tennessee Titans? How did the Kansas City Chiefs manage to score that game-winning touchdown as time ran out, a minute after the Oakland Raiders had scored a touchdown to take the lead?
And behold the miracle of all miracles -- the Pittsburgh Steelers managed to beat the Green Bay Packers at Lambeau Field. Yes, even though Pittsburgh had Charlie Batch in as quarterback, Charlie Batch threw but one interception, and as such it was good enough. Besides, who would've thought Troy Polamalu would have run that Brett Favre fumble back 77 yards for a touchdown, oh my good God.
Oh, sure, the weekend wasn't perfect. The Detroit Lions, who are inept but lovable, lost again. It's not something one really feels bad about, of course, as the Lions haven't been playing up to par since 1957. Still, losing to the Minnesota Vikings isn't cool no matter what team you are, the Lions or the Hamilton TigerCats or the Loy Norrix High School Knights.
And no football weekend is complete without watching the iffy NFL coverage on ESPN. Perhaps it's the network's format, but they seem to have this obsession with individual players over teams that has always annoyed me. I was pleased to learn tonight that I was not the only one with this conviction.
As Dad back home put it, ESPN has been treating the Philadelphia Eagles' suspension of wide receiver Terrell Owens like it was the assassination of Lincoln. And this was before ESPN's Sunday night game even started (the game, in which the Eagles play the Washington Redskins, will go live in a few minutes). Dad and I agreed that "TO's" actions didn't seem to make sense: after all, Dad asked, what teams would sign him after all these shenanigans? (My response, that the Cowboys and Raiders would sign him, drew a grudging assent. Still, Dad argued -- and I agreed -- that all this silliness wouldn't help TO).
All this silliness does not help the Eagles out either, but after much thought, I do hope the Eagles win tonight against the evil Washington Redskins. I do not generally care for the Eagles, finding in them less of that grand American spirit which the Pittsburgh Steelers exemplify. But I can root for them tonight, if only because they seem to deserve a win after all they've been through. As General Motors said, it is autumn -- the season of miracles. And we shall see.Posted by Benjamin Kepple at November 6, 2005 08:33 PM | TrackBack