Oh dude.  Really? 

REALLY?

We shall give certain members of the Giants their due (their defensive ends, Tom Coughlin), and acknowledge that in a game of bounces, the Pats got a bit a unlucky (the ball hit the ground three times and the G-Men recovered all three; the Pats couldn’t hold on to potential picks), and try to say things like “It was an exciting game to watch.”

But it wasn’t exciting.  It was terrible. 

I thought I’d root for the Pats and just cruise through this thing — enjoying myself as all the breaks went the Pats’ way, culminating with some victorious magic at the end of the game. Pats fans have been rolling this way for years. I was psyched to be a part of it (for once). Instead, they pooped out like the Birds and found a way to lose.

Of course they did.

And here I was counting on a Super Bowl loser curse for the G-Men next year. Instead, we have an Eli Manning with a solved confidence problem, a bunch of young playmakers on the Giants, and Spagnuolo as the likely next coach of the Redskins. Things actually just got a lot worse.

On the bright side, at least Tiki Barber and triple-fisting Jeremy Shockey are humiliated by this result.  That’s kind of nice. 

Bring on Spygate 2.