I don’t even remember what happened Saturday. The Jags-Steelers was an insane game, and then the Vikings-Saints possibly the most insane I’ve ever watched. It also knocked me out of all my playoff pools and cost me against the spread. I couldn’t fall asleep after it, I was so stunned. It helped to imagine the outcome would have been the same had Drew Brees simply failed to complete the 4th-and-10 pass to Willie Snead, three drives – an eternity – earlier.
It was the first time I saw commercials all year as I had been on the red-zone channel during the regular season and watching the condensed version of standalone games. I’ll just say once you’ve watched commercial and stoppage free, it’s hard to go back to the old way of consuming the product.
I was in Porto, Portugal for New Year’s Eve, and I honestly didn’t watch a single snap of the action. So consider these more my reactions to the results than actual “observations.” However, I did follow along on my phone from a pizza place while convincing people to buy bitcoin over large carafes of white wine.
This could have been another horrible week, but it wasn’t. I was playing for third place in the Stopa Law Firm league, and I had hedged with finalist Scott Pianowski, who had the most points. The rule in that league is if you win it and also have the most points, you get everything. If the owner with the most points does not win, then payouts go four places deep, i.e, to all the semi-finalists.
This was a bottom-five all-time week for me. I went 2-10-3 ATS, pending Monday night and got bounced from my two remaining playoffs. When you’re losing like that, the little things begin to annoy you more. Like Red Zone Channel host Scott Hanson’s relentless, pointless, inane enthusiasm and the cutting back to highlights of earlier games in which you had no interest the first time you saw them, let alone the 10th.