So I'm in the office, killing time until a 2pm script read-through for MTV's NYE show. I'm trying to figure out who to pick for the final week of my NFL Suicide Pool*. Yes, I've made it all the way to week 17. Unfortunately, so have 5 other people. This is the first time in the history of the pool that there may not (and probably will not) have a sole winner. I have it narrowed down to either the Cowboys at home against the Rams or the Giants on the road against Oakland. The Giants have already guaranteed a playoff spot, can win the division with a win, are playing a Raiders team sitting out LaMont Jordan, are sitting Jeremy Shockey, and stink on the road. The Cowboys may be eliminated from playoff contention by the time their game starts and could have nothing to play for, Bledsoe makes too many mistakes, you never know when the Rams will explode for 40 points, but they should win this game easily.
If I make it all the way to the end only to lose in the last week (especially after surviving last week's Tampa Bay overtime scare against Atlanta), giving up my share of the $6,000 pot, I don't know what I'll do. But if there are no posts from me in 2006, you can assume I chose poorly this weekend and decided to end my time on this earth.
Happy New Year, everyone!
* For those who don't know, in a Suicide Pool you pick 1 team each week. If that team wins, you advance to the next week. Lose or tie, and you are eliminated. You can only pick the same team once a season. Last person standing wins.
Friday, December 30, 2005
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2 comments:
A suicide pool that lasts to week 13 is shocking, nevermind Week 17. That's impressive.
As a Pats fan, I'll say this - never bet on Drew Bledsoe. It's the scariest thing on earth. I love the guy, but he's frightening.
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