(Photo from Boston.com)
Is it just me or does it look like Matt Light and Channing Crowder up there are engaging in a complicated dance routine that would not be out of place in a latter day Michael Jackson video? Perhaps in the Broadway debut of “Fisticuffs!” the long-awaited follow-up to “Beat It.” Especially with the hair pulling and hammer punching and what have you. Not to mention a man named “Channing” attempting to rile up the crowd with his team down by 20.
Any given Sunday, I guess.
And how about that Matt Cassel fellow? That Matt Cassel fellow, who, I should add, now holds a record not even previously owned by a one Mr. Thomas Edward Brady. 400+ yards passing in two consecutive games. I’ll bet Mama Cassel baked an extra batch of double-fudge brownies for her little man this week. She probably threw in some nice butterscotch candies for Randy too since he sure does make Matthew’s job easier. Even being blatantly pass-interfered with, he manages to pull down a touchdown. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; I love it when Matty remembers that Randy Moss is on his team.
Plus, Matthew has got some attitude his own self what with the running for touchdowns and fist pumping and what have you. At one point, one of the commentators claimed that he reminded them of Tom Brady…only faster. And while I generally do not truck with disparaging comments about Tom Brady in any respect, it is true that you can time his runs with a sun dial. So perhaps Matthew does have a leg up on him in that respect.
So that’s how it’s gonna be, apparently. The Matt Cassel Experiment has officially taken off. Early results were mixed but I think we now have a pretty good idea what we’re dealing with here. I mean, any given Sunday and all that and next week we play the freakin’ Steelers (I suspect there are dear friends I won’t be talking to for a week so as to prevent any of us saying anything we can’t take back), so we shall see what we shall see. And obviously, none of this makes losing Brady for the season any easier, per se. But 48 pts and the fact that the Dolphins were made to swallow their vaunted “Wildcat offense” will do something to assuage the deep feelings of loss and the empty, empty Sundays stretching out interminably before us.
Plus, the Bruins, y’all. The Bruins are good. For reals.