Pressure Cooker; Pressure Kicker

Date: Monday, February 4, 2002
Subject:  Pressure Cooker; Pressure Kicker

Imagine an event so sweet that even Terry Bradshaw couldn't ruin it by butchering A Hard Day's Night with Paul McCartney, which somone should have told Terry was, after all, a John Lennon song.

I watched the game at an undisclosed location, in sweet solitude, locked in, tracking every excruciating tick with no distractions, no finger-waving Rams fans (how could there be any real ones?), no question-asking broads, no unsolicited consolation, no half-sincere words of encouragement.  Just me and the Pats (New England and Summerall, in what has to be one of the more awkward on-air farewells.)

So many great moments to relive forever... like, damn Vinatieri tagged that friggin' ball.  Did you see how quickly it got up?  I don't think I've ever seen a truer kick, dead solid perfect in the biggest pressure cooker in football history.

Life is sweet...

Kev
Still unsure how to behave with an unbroken heart