…and Philly won Sunday night partially because the officials ruled an Eli Manning fumble where there was none. The ground cannot cause a fumble! But the officiating can cause a tainted game.
Not that the Giants deserved to win with the receivers dropping passes like it was still raining when it wasn’t, while the defense gave up pass plays and left McNabb alone.
Stevey, babe, we miss you and we know you can’t be happy in St. Louis. Come back Spagnuolo!
Someone on the Philadelphia Phillies or the New York Yankees could be Mr. November…
Who do pick for your after-work social sports post-game flip-cup team – the new guy who impressively pounded 20 beers at last Thursday’s happy hour or the slightly older raging alcoholic who has been playing (and winning) in a Wednesday night flip-cup league for seven years? Exactly. While Rosolio scrambled to fill his roster with Ravens and The Ball Coach quietly fumed over Jets’ fall from grace, I had the pleasure of drafting without any emotion-sucking loyalties clouding my judgment. Pilates notwithstanding, I have by far the most solid core here (and it’s about time, considering how quickly my fantasy team tanked in the regular season).

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