Was I Scared?

That was the question that my 12 year old son asked me when the fourth quarter began. "No," I said with conviction, "although this is the time when they seem to choke." And then it happened. Again. When Bruce treated Fakhir like a rented mule and beat him for the TD and his 1000th career catch, I let out a rather loud BRUUUUUUUUUUUUUCE only to have my 8 year old daughter say "I thought you said he doesn't play on the Rams anymore" and my son ask me: "Are you scared now?" I replied: "He doesn't, but he's still one of my favorite players EVER" and "Yes, now I'm scared!"

You're damn right I was scared. I just knew, just knew that it was going to happen, and then when we went three and out I sunk down in my chair and waited for the inevitable. Another pick by Bulger to end a game. Sure the rookie ran the wrong route, the same rookie who made a freakin awesome catch two plays earlier, but Bulger should have never thrown that pass. Hasn't he figured out yet that Torry runs the right routes, not the rookies? He keeps trying to find everyone but Torry when the game is on the line. Whether that is his reads or the play calling I don't know, but either way it just plain sucks. Between Bulger's and Al Saunders' experience you would think that they could come up with something better than all these stupid throws that end games on a pick.

So this week it's off to Atlanta to get the snot ran out of us by Michael Turner and the secondary kicked around by the guy I wanted us to draft, Matt Ryan. And even though I will always root for our team to win, that #2 pick staring us in the face is awful appealing. What to do, what to do...