We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I'd rather play touch in the park with my old buddies than watch football on TV while eating junk food, but I guess it's a social ritual like secular Christmas.
Well, there are the top seeds in this game. Offense vs. defense, in a cool weather match-up of laundry vs. laundry with often amusing advertisements. Given Ground Hog day, I'll go with defense.
The game will be played in MetLife Stadium (aka Giants Stadium) in East Rutherford, NJ (aka New York). The stadium is part of the Meadowlands Sports Complex, which was built on landfill on the vast New Jersey meadowlands (aka swamps and marshes), in view of Manhattan.
Everyone who has driven the NJ Turnpike has passed through those Meadowlands.
Those marshes are recent. A mere 3000 years ago those marshy lands were woodlands, and the Atlantic coast was 40 miles to the east. With the retreat of the last glacial incursion and the slow, steady sea-level rise of the post-glaciation, it became a estuary based on the route of the Hackensack River and a (no doubt lovely) White Cedar brackish swamp. The cedars were all cut down by settlers, for lumber.
Despite heavy industrial pollution (ended now), diking, ditching, impoundments, etc., these meadowlands are now mostly protected from development and are a wildlife resource despite the proliferation of Phragmites australis. You could not build Giant Stadium there, today.
There are nature tours, or you can rent canoes and kayaks to explore the 30+ square miles of these marshes.
I love football. Watch it, play it, I don't care. It's a thinking man's game as much as it is brutal bloodsport (though lately it's trying to become a coddling nursery school).
Trying to pit one strategy versus another, breaking down the numbers afterward (my favorite sites are footballoutsiders.com and advancednflstats.com. Both offer insight, strategy and numbers that are well explained.
I go for defense over offense every time. Except this one. This has the look and feel of 1990 SF/Denver all over it. Cagey, experienced QB on one side, mobile young QB on the other. 1 defense is top notch, nearly amazing. The other defense is very good, but passably so.
I like to bet these games, but I'm passing this year. I've studied the numbers inside and out, and while I can normally make a good enough call to drop a few bucks on one team or develop a decent parlay, there is nothing to work with here.
I like the Broncos and the under (47). But after reviewing all the information, Seahawks and the over have a slight advantage in the common sense realm.
Even so, that nagging voice in the back of my mind is saying "think Montana". SF was the favorite (so is Denver) and the O/U was 48 (47 this year). 55-10 was the final.
Yeah, I think Peyton is every bit as good as Montana. I think he's smarter than Pete Carroll, too.
As for the Meadowlands - all great links, thanks. I live only a short distance from there. Game day will be very ugly, they've taken all the trains off my line and moved them to Secaucus for the game attendees. I'm sure the turnpike will be jammed.
My favorite comment from football regarding the Meadowlands is when the Jimmy Hoffa rumor about being buried in Giants Stadium was swirling. A punter had just nailed a beauty to the 5 yard line, and the commentary was "Gives a whole new meaning to the term 'coffin corner'."
Let's not go telling people about the good stuff in Jersey. Let them believe all the crap they believe - keeps the riffraff away.
When I was a kid the "Meadowlands" area was a cesspool. You don't have to wander around there, however, to find osprey. Those wonderful critters are most everywhere in the summers anymore.
If you could find shoes that could survive the caustic chemicals, and you could stand the stench, you could walk across the Raritan River. I still wouldn't eat fish from it but a boat ride would be OK.
And the Pine Barrens is nothing short of a natural wonder!
Cape May? Fabulous (you'll see some osprey there fersure). The Water Gap? Same - take a hike.
Got a canoe? You could explore coastal estuaries forever. Got a kayak? Go paddle around with the dolphins.
Welcome to New Jersey, now get out. You don't have to go home but you can't stay here.
Make a right at the light, keep on straight until night, then boys, you're on your own.
Missouri is the "Show me state". NJ is the "What else you got?" state.
When I think of New Jersey, two things come first to mind: the joke about the New Jersey state motto-
You Want a #$@%#!@ Motto? I Got Yer #$@%#!@Motto Right Here!- and the New Jersey Turnpike.
The vast majority of my time in New Jersey has been spent on the New Jersey Turnpike. One year I drove a U-Haul truck from New England to Florida. The drive through Westchester County and New York City was nerve-wracking, as most of the way I had to navigate with no shoulders and with traffic cones. By contrast, driving the New Jersey Turnpike was a breeze. There were traffic shoulders, no traffic cones, and very few curves. After that experience I decided that I was very grateful for the existence of the New Jersey Turnpike.
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