the pigskin review

[intertribal]

I found this picture courtesy of Tom Brady Secrets. 
I highly recommend Tom Brady Secrets (even if you don't hate Tom Brady).
 

Well, the Cardinals (not the Eagles) and the Steelers (not the Ravens) are headed to the Super Bowl.  That means neither of the teams I rooted for won their conference championships today.  I'm happy with the way the Eagles battled back in the third quarter, but I think the Cardinals wanted it more - that, and the Eagles don't have a good record in NFC championship games.  It'll be interesting to see if the Cinderella Cardinals can take it all the way to the big shiny crystal. 

Blame the announcers for this plot bunny, but I came up with another Song for the Quarterback, this time to the tune of "Home on the Range":

Home on the Field

Oh give me a home where the receivers roam,
where the line and the runningbacks play;
where they never make calls that make me lose the ball,
and the fans are not angry all day.

Oh give me a land where the ball from my hand
sails perfect in spite of the rain;
where the bulky tight end runs fast round the bend,
like a Hun on the Mongol'an plain.

Chorus:
Home, home on the field,
where the line and the runningbacks play;
where they never make calls that make me lose the ball,
and the fans are not angry all day.

How often at night when the stadium is bright
with the fans and their demands for wars
have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
if their glory exceeds that of ours.

Chorus

Oh I love pissy stars on this damn team of ours;
the head coach I love to hear swear;
and I love the false starts and our shallow depth-charts
and referees who don't play fair.

Chorus

Last year's class is mad 'bout the slumps that we've had,
the donors say they won't give funds
if we don't win conference with a number one offense
and SportsCenter-quality runs

Chorus

Where it smells like hotdogs, we play against hogs,
the sacks so painful and hard,
that I would never yield my place on the field
for any slick business cards.

Chorus