The passing performances of Tim Tebow and Mark Sanchez were sick. As in nausea inducing. It was that bad. Sanchez threw his second pick-six in five days. The one against the Pats helped seal defeat. The one last night helped give away a win. He gave Denver a touchdown when the Broncos offense couldn't even get a first down. Sanchez missed open receiver after open receiver. Tebow missed everything. It was ugly.
As ugly as the 5-5 Jets' playoff prospects. Mt. Ryan said "Our playoffs start next week." That's a problem because his offense is not ready for the playoffs. It's not even ready for preseason. In a matter of five days the Jets made a season's worth of mistakes, both physical and mental. A loss to the Bills and the Foot Doctor can start making his Super Bowl predictions for next year.
The Broncos are also 5-5 but they are a lot happier about being .500. It's all a matter of expectations. The hero of the game was rookie Tebow -- known for his ability to pass on the word of the Lord and his inability to pass anything else. Tebow was coming off a game in which he completed just two passes. Two! But one of those two was for a long touchdown to win the game. And he can run. Actually, running -- at this moment -- is pretty much all he can do. He won the game with a 20-yard touchdown scamper through the vaunted Jets D. It was a heck of a play by Tebow. And a heck of a collapse by the Jets
I added Tebow to my fantasy football team to replace Michael Vick who has been a huge bust in both the real and fantasy worlds. I didn't do it because I thought Tebow would score me a ton of points. He won't. I did it because after drafting a dog killing jerk I thought it might be a good idea to replace him with a man of God. I felt a need for atonement.
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