The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

No, this isn't about a Clint Eastwood Spaghetti Western. It's about football. Everyone in Indy is still smarting from the early exit of the Colts from the NFL playoffs. It was looking even more grim to watch the Patriots on the brink of immortality by going undefeated all the way in Super Bowl 42 (the Roman numerals are getting a bit much since Indianapolis is graduating less than 50% of their high school students in IV (that's 4 in case you're one of them) years.

You see, the Colts are "The Good" with the exception of the robber owner, Jimmy Irsay. Jimmy has fleeced the city of several hundreds of MILLIONS of dollars. That's enough to finance the war in Iraq for nearly a day! Nevertheless, we have Peyton Manning, who has a children's hospital named after him. What else can you say? Anyway, if Peyton can't be there, why not Eli?

That brings us to "The Bad". Unless you live in New England, I cannot imagine anyone cheering for the Pats (or Teddy Kennedy). They not only cheat in ways we are not even aware of yet; they're also not very interesting. When is the last time you saw an interview of a current member of the Patriot organization? Never! That leaves us with media talking endlessly about how wonderful they are. Spare me!

By now, you've already figured out out who "Ugly" is. Bill Belichick defines "Ugly". He has no class. Never have I seen someone run off the field of battle before it was over since Hitler cowered in his bunker before the end of WWII. All he needs is a little mustache and he could be a fraternal twin. What a creep! Have a little class and stick around for the end of the game like the eighteen coaches you defeated.

I never thought I'd cheer for a New York team, but it was wonderful to see the Giants kick your cheatin' butts.