Salt, Wound, Some Assembly Required: Mets Collapse Parody

Amazin', but not in a good way.

Thanks to Adam.

But There Is Some Joy In Mudville East: 12 sacks against the Eagles. Osi Umenora (I'm not even bothering to look that up; you don't know how to spell it either) had six. Six, baby.

I'm not going to get all giddy about the Giants pounding on a badly-banged-up Westbrook-free Eagles team, but it did remind me of the glory days of New York Giants football, when one watched the offense almost as an obligation but got really excited when the other team had the ball.

It's odd how the media -- even the sports media, which really ought to know better -- simply misses out on rising stars. They're still pimping Jeremy Shockey, for example, based upon his rookie year where he showed "promise," and apparently unaware that that promise has amounted to an adequate but hardly spectacular tight end who drops an awful lot of balls and whose favorite play seems to be suffering a high ankle sprain.

On the pre-game show last night, they flashed Michael Strahan. But anyone who watches Giants football has known for years the Old Lion has been eclipsed by the Young Lion Umenora. Which isn't to knock Strahan; he's still very good. He's just always hurt and he's getting pretty old.

But man, when Strahan's healthy... Umenora shines. Strahan is still good enough that one can't forget about him and he often gets a double-team. Freeing up Umenora to do a "wide variety of damage," like Mickey said of Thunderlips.

Just watch him bullrush right through Justice as if that 300 pound lineman were a child to get his paws on McNabb. Glorious.

posted by Ace at 03:14 PM

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