The current state of pro football from the last place you would think to hear it.

It has been a completely unexpected playoff season. The fact that the Cardinals are as far as they are is against the will of all that is holy. My favorite author, George R. R. Martin, has a blog and is a football fan (Giants and Jets specifically). On his blog he basically equated the Cards going this far as a sign of the end times. He also pointed out that three of the final four teams are birds. Ravens, Eagles, and Cardinals. This is the first playoff season where a rookie QB has won two play off games (Joe Flacco of the Ravens). This is a post season that could end up in an all Pennsylvania Super Bowl. Eagles vs Steelers. Philadelphia vs Pittsburgh. If TV has taught me anything, the people of Pennsylvania are crazy (ref: It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia). So if this happens, one half of the state is going to burn whomever wins.

The talking heads of sports have all been wrong this post season too. They're usually 50/50, but they have been sooooo wrong. The only team that's where they "should" be (according to the aforementioned talking heads) is the Steelers. The rest of the teams are complete upsets. For example, the Eagles beating the Giants today is the first time a sixth seeded NFC team has beat a 1st seeded team. It's happened twice before in the AFC. I was rooting for the Giants so the Vikes would have a proxy win. We beat the Giants the last three times we played them, the Eagles beat us last week; if the Giants had won, we would have beaten the Eagles by proxy. Like last year. The Vikes handed the Giants their ass. If I recall correctly, we picked off Manning 4 times (2 for defensive touchdowns). It was the worst beating they took all year. They eventually went on to win one of the most storied Super Bowls, knocking the up-til-then undefeated Patriots on their ass in a squeaker. In conclusion of this point, the Giants beat the "beast team ever" Patriots in the Super Bowl, but the Vikes handed the Giants the most soul crushing defeat they had since the game where the Vikes whooped them the year before, ergo, The Vikes won the Super Bowl.

Don't try to talk me out of it. I need this. It's called delusional hope.