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It was not a pretty game by any measure, save perhaps for the Giants' defensive linemen's performance. But I'll say this for Super Bowl XLII: I was on the edge of the couch for most of the 4th quarter, and the game was a live one until the second-to-last tick of the clock.

Once again, I don't think that a Manning deserved to win the MVP. My MVP? Syracuse University's own David Tyree, who:

  • caught Manning's first touchdown

  • caught Manning's crazy Tarkentonian scrambly hail mary

  • and most importantly, Tyree dropped the flutterball that almost got picked off--had he caught it, short of the first down, they would have lost a bunch of time, and had trouble setting up the offense.

I am a little sorry that Merc won't have any company in Perfectville, and I'm even more sorry that Junior Seau didn't get a ring, but it's hard to feel sorry watching the SuperPats catch an elbow to the chops like that.

That's all. See you in the autumn, NFL.


i agree: give the mvp to that tyree guy.

that catch was unbelievable.

Yeah, totally amazing play. I think I watched it like six times on the DVR.

I'd also put up Turk for MVP--he played like a madman, busting the Patriots blocking schemes all night long.

And now begins the long, dark teatime of the sporting soul.

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