Many Apologies…
As I noted in my final paragraph last week, the preeminent prognosticator has returned to his proper place perched atop his …(struggling for another word with p)…perch?!. If you had asked me which team to take last night, I would have laughed at you and said, “Go get those points with the Saints because they are beating the ‘Hawks, and they are going to blow the over right out of the water.” You know why I would have stated thusly, well because this is a thing of the past.
As far as tonight is concerned, well, I could just make my picks and then laugh all the way to the bank only to tell you about it the next day. After all, who would ever know if my picks did not pan out?
Instead, I’ll just advise going with the hapless Jets, -4.5 points, over the lackluster Falcons.
If you want to get really crazy, mix some Dicey Sox with your J-E-T-S, Jets! Jets! Jets!, because it is good when Manny’s being Manny. I mean really good when Manny is being Manny. Seriously. What, still don’t believe me?
Wait, what was he wearing? Is that for real? On second thought… I’ll back this guy.