I Don't Care If You Know This, But...

...it wasn't Lawrence Tynes' fault. The last one he missed, I mean. Bad snap. That said, I was stoked that Fate gave him the chance to redeem himself.

...the Giants are not better than Green Bay, but they were better on this night. That said, they will get freaking rolled by New England.

...Eli is playing out of his mind. And out of three-plus hours of television coverage on Sunday evening, the most relevant comment regarding Eli came from the criminally underrated (and under-utilized) Pam Oliver, who asked him an incredibly insightful question during the pregame nonsense: "Normally, at this time of year, your entire family is focused on what Peyton is doing. What's the reaction now that you are still playing and he is not?"

As the parent of two children, I am totally down with this line of questioning. Where the hell has Pam Oliver been all season?

And where was Peyton tonight?

...as of this writing, I do not know the line for the Super Bowl. As it stands, I will be flying back to Orlando on Super Bowl Sunday, returning from a Magic game in Indiana the night before. I should arrive shortly before kickoff. My wife, Mrs. Red Sox - slash - Patriots Nation, who was last seen bouncing down Palmer Avenue in Winter Park, has already invited her fellow New England refugees to our house for a Super Bowl party upon my return.

In short, I will be grossly unprepared for the Big Game. But write this down:

Take the Giants and the points. They might lose, but take the points, which will be stupid long. You can thank me later.