What an amazing game! It showcased all of our strong points. McClain and our extra large formation running through a lesser team's front seven like it was wet toilet paper. McGahee breaking off the 48 yard gain with an amazing cut and stiff arm. Flacco throwing the long ball all over the place, making the throws we need to stay in it, and sacrificing his body on that QB keeper for the touch down. A defense turning a supposedly safe offensive game plan into a turnover machine that can't break double digit points. And Sam Koch pinning the ball next to the goal line again and again and again. There's lots of praise to be spread all over the team, but we have all week to get to that. My only regret is the the Ravens came up shy of my pre-game prediction, unable to crest the 30-point mark. I called the Dolphins getting nine points, but I'll admit that the blocked extra point was a (welcome) surprise.
The Dolphins fans came into our house this past week and told us that everybody in Baltimore and the media was wrong; it was the Ravens that would be eating crow come Monday morning. They had some nose guard back from injury that was going to stop our run. They had an improved secondary that was going to make Flacco look like a rookie. They had Joey Porter who was going to sack Flacco at will because he was saving up his energy during December or some ridiculous shit. They had a running back tandem that was going to run the ball down our throats. If there's trash to be talked, they talked it.
But they never backed it up, and neither did their team. Pennington cracked under playoff pressure like a rookie and gift-wrapped the ball for Ed Reed as Chad prayed to a false god, hoping Bart Scott would relent, if even for a little while. The run game was anemic (that means "bad," Fried Raven), with a grand total of 52 yards. We ran it down their throats for 151 yards. Maybe Joey Porter should have brought his mother's walker onto the field with him to help him get to Flacco. Where was your vaunted defensive star? Where was that comeback performance? Where were all the sacks? The man is washed up. He's no Ray Lewis. How embarrassing it must be for Dolphins fans today!
Obviously I'm not the kind of person to come out and be the bigger man. The Dolphins fans came into our blog, insulted us (I'm looking at you, PhinsFanInJetLand), talked shit, and for the most part (excepting rangerjae) refused to back up a single claim with a shred of evidence or argument. Well, the cream rises to the top. It's obvious now who the better team is. And, as always, our blog sticks to our quality-over-quantity mantra. Enjoy your raving masses at the Phinsider as you head into a depressingly bleak off-season, wondering whether your golden child Bill Parcells will stick around to hold your hand and guide you into the post season once again, or move on to his next fixer-upper. Embrace that self-delusion that got you through this past week with a shred of false hope, because September is a long ways off. Feel free to come into our house next post-season and talk about the game like big boys: without insulting our blog, without the general asshattery, and with just a bit of rationale, because karma's a bitch.
And finally, a sincere congratulations to the Miami Dolphins franchise that deserves all the accolades it has received over the course of the season. It was a magnificent turnaround from a terrible 1-15 season to a playoff berth marked by a divisional championship. They are the embodiment of the Any Given Sunday philosophy that defines the NFL, and, for that, I am thankful. I hope they are able to continue their climb during the draft and free agency during the offseason and remain contenders in what will no doubt be a tough AFC East next season.
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