I strode proudly into Wildcard Sunday thinking I knew everything. I had missed calling the exact scores of Wildcard Saturday’s games by a total of 7 points. This NFL racket wasn’t over my head, and I was more sure of my picks for Sunday’s game than I was of Saturday’s. The thought flashed through my mind that I need to put some money where my mouth is.  I could make some good cash, and we all could use it.  I knew there was no way that the Patriots lose at home.  I knew there was no way the Cardinals beat the Packers.

This is why you don’t bet the NFL.  The Patriots got handled for the full 60 minutes on their own field, and it’s been all Cardinals for the first half of the afternoon game.  Aaron Rodgers is starting as badly as Tom Brady did, who was picked off three times and lost a fumble early in the first quarter.

I think all the Harbaughs are just a little “off”, but John is starting to grow on me a little.

Baltimore’s game plan was to simply plow through the Patriots’ defense with their stable of running backs, and attack everything on defense.  It was executed with precision, and even though New England was theoretically still alive until late in the game, they never had a chance.  The Ravens jumped out to a 24-0 lead in the first quarter, fueled by punishing QB pressure and jumped routes on defense, and by pounding the run game for 234 yards.

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Suck on that, Tom Brady!  Yeah, I picked you to win, but you’re a whiny, femmey c-sucker and you deserve to feel pain and grief because I despise your success and view it as a personality flaw!  Go home to your impossibly hot wife and otherwise utopian existence and cry, you punk bitch!

Oh, Belichick, you want a piece too?  Go take your three Super Bowl rings and stuff them up your ass.  Your creepy smile makes my dog run from the television and kills my houseplants.  I laugh at your unattainable dynastic dominance of the NFL over the past decade!

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