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Since my Niners are out of the playoffs yet again this season (despite the fact that they doubled last year's win total), it's that time of the year in which I jump onto the least favorable bandwagon. Why the least favorable as opposed to...the Patriots every year? Because unlike my friend Will Wagner (read: band WAGner), I like to root for the underdog. It makes the postseason that much more enjoyable. And like the elitist that I am, I can't cheer on the favorite.

So who am I picking to win Super Bowl LV? None other than the New England Patriots.
I know what you're thinking and allow me to answer your two questions: yes, I do wear stylish boxer shorts and b) this is NOT the same thing as picking the Pats last season. They have been proven to be fallible as their 10-6 record proves. If anything, this is a bold pick on my part since starting LT Todd Light is out for the season.

Normally I would root against the "dynasty" since it takes attention away from the last TRUE dynasty, namely the Bill Walsh era of the 49ers c. 1984. So why am I going with the Pats? Four reasons:
1) Tom Brady is the best looking man in the NFL. And us handsome types have to stick together.
2) They signed Tim Dwight, the fastest (white) player in the NFL, and my favorite San Diego Charger of all time.
3) It would be un-American (read: liberal) to root against the PATRIOTS.
4) Yesterday, January 1, 2006, Max's Hero #15 kicked the first successful drop kick PAT since 1941. It's fate. No team with Doug Flutie on the roster can possibly lose.

Comments

Anonymous said…
If you really wanted to root for the underdog, you can always root for the Denver Broncos, lead by none other than Jake "the Snake" Plummer. Now there's a QB with something to prove (namely that Elway isn't the only Denver QB).

Kate

Although it's true that Brady is exceptionally good looking. Like a modern day Joe Namath (and yes, I know that Broadway Joe isn't dead yet).

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