OK, here's the situation. First round of the playoffs, I'm the No. 1 seed against the No. 8. But my team is starting to fall apart, and I enter tonight's game down six. I have Crumpler, he has Duckett. 10 pts per rushing/rec yard, 6 pts per TD.
Early in the 1st, Duckett vultures a TD, so I'm down 12. Later he ekes out a few more yards rushing, so now it's 13. Crumpler? Shut out the entire first half. I'm starting to give up hope. Even when he finally hauls in a 31-yarder to cut the lead to 9, it seems like too little, too late. And as the Falcons expand their lead and Vick gets hurt, it seems like there won't be any more opportunities for Alge.
But wait. What's this? Schaub uncorks a 48 yarder to Crumpler, who just can't shake free of that one last defender to take it to the house. Still, that's 94 receiving yards for the game, and suddenly I'm only down four. This could still happen. Atlanta drives down to third and goal. Schaub goes back, finds Crumpler wide open in the end zone ... and now the air is shattered by the force of Alge's whiff.
And that's it. My season is over. I know this is football and all, and I know I don't know any of you, but right about now? I could use a hug.
OK, here's the situation. First round of the playoffs, I'm the No. 1 seed against the No. 8. But my team is starting to fall apart, and I enter tonight's game down six. I have Crumpler, he has Duckett. 10 pts per rushing/rec yard, 6 pts per TD.
Early in the 1st, Duckett vultures a TD, so I'm down 12. Later he ekes out a few more yards rushing, so now it's 13. Crumpler? Shut out the entire first half. I'm starting to give up hope. Even when he finally hauls in a 31-yarder to cut the lead to 9, it seems like too little, too late. And as the Falcons expand their lead and Vick gets hurt, it seems like there won't be any more opportunities for Alge.
But wait. What's this? Schaub uncorks a 48 yarder to Crumpler, who just can't shake free of that one last defender to take it to the house. Still, that's 94 receiving yards for the game, and suddenly I'm only down four. This could still happen. Atlanta drives down to third and goal. Schaub goes back, finds Crumpler wide open in the end zone ... and now the air is shattered by the force of Alge's whiff.
And that's it. My season is over. I know this is football and all, and I know I don't know any of you, but right about now? I could use a hug.
i'll pass. your breath stinks.
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OK, here's the situation. First round of the playoffs, I'm the No. 1 seed against the No. 8. But my team is starting to fall apart, and I enter tonight's game down six. I have Crumpler, he has Duckett. 10 pts per rushing/rec yard, 6 pts per TD.
Early in the 1st, Duckett vultures a TD, so I'm down 12. Later he ekes out a few more yards rushing, so now it's 13. Crumpler? Shut out the entire first half. I'm starting to give up hope. Even when he finally hauls in a 31-yarder to cut the lead to 9, it seems like too little, too late. And as the Falcons expand their lead and Vick gets hurt, it seems like there won't be any more opportunities for Alge.
But wait. What's this? Schaub uncorks a 48 yarder to Crumpler, who just can't shake free of that one last defender to take it to the house. Still, that's 94 receiving yards for the game, and suddenly I'm only down four. This could still happen. Atlanta drives down to third and goal. Schaub goes back, finds Crumpler wide open in the end zone ... and now the air is shattered by the force of Alge's whiff.
And that's it. My season is over. I know this is football and all, and I know I don't know any of you, but right about now? I could use a hug.
No hug from me
Crump's 9 points put me into 3rd place and a weaker opponent in the playoffs.
OK, here's the situation. First round of the playoffs, I'm the No. 1 seed against the No. 8. But my team is starting to fall apart, and I enter tonight's game down six. I have Crumpler, he has Duckett. 10 pts per rushing/rec yard, 6 pts per TD.
Early in the 1st, Duckett vultures a TD, so I'm down 12. Later he ekes out a few more yards rushing, so now it's 13. Crumpler? Shut out the entire first half. I'm starting to give up hope. Even when he finally hauls in a 31-yarder to cut the lead to 9, it seems like too little, too late. And as the Falcons expand their lead and Vick gets hurt, it seems like there won't be any more opportunities for Alge.
But wait. What's this? Schaub uncorks a 48 yarder to Crumpler, who just can't shake free of that one last defender to take it to the house. Still, that's 94 receiving yards for the game, and suddenly I'm only down four. This could still happen. Atlanta drives down to third and goal. Schaub goes back, finds Crumpler wide open in the end zone ... and now the air is shattered by the force of Alge's whiff.
And that's it. My season is over. I know this is football and all, and I know I don't know any of you, but right about now? I could use a hug.