I just woke up from a nap and I have to tell you, I had an amazing dream. The Giants won the Superbowl. Don’t ask me how or why, but I firmly believe my dream to be true. So there. I’m calling it. Giants over Pats. Five point spread. I’m sticking my neck out. Who knows?
* 1. vanity: I think all blogs should reflect an appropriate amount of authorial vanity. This one is no exception.
2. big-headed: I have a large cranium and I am full of myself.
3. Cubus: A quote I love from Lolita: "So Humbert the Cubus schemed and dreamed - and the red sun of desire and decision (the two things that create a live world) rose higher and higher, while upon a succession of balconies a succession of libertines, sparkling glass in hand, toasted the bliss of past and future nights." The "Cubus" part is a pun on "incubus" and follows a line about impregnating Lolita. This somehow appeals to me.
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I have to admit, the more I consider it, the more it seems possible. They play great on the road, everyone’s picked against them in every game in the playoffs, they’re hot, they’ll be healthier next Sunday than they have been in a long time, their front 4 can pressure the quarterback without help from blitzing linebackers, as a result the linebackers can help the depleted secondary in coverage, they played the Patriots in a tight game just three weeks ago!
It’s not as much of a long shot as you might think. You’re not dreaming that the USA would beat Russia the night before the Miracle on Ice. You’re not dreaming about Appalachian State beating Michigan in the Big House. This is the NFL. It could happen.
Well, if it happens, someone somewhere needs to buy me a drink. I decree it so!
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