So much for a shootout.
At the time of this writing, the game is still up in the air, as it rightfully should be. This could very well come down to who has the ball last.
However, both offenses are being held in check. Yardage is coming easy, but points are not. Gambling is the norm, with both coaches defying the conventional wisdom of the Super Bowl and calling plays as if it were a preseasn contest.
Simply put, anything goes.
So how will things pan out? At this point, the predictions and prognostications are pointless. The course of events has rendered this game a street fight.
For the most part, both teams have kept mistakes to a minimum. However, the team—or player—that does make one miscue could very well be responsible for their team's loss.
The last drive of the Colts will quite frankly tell all.
The city of New Orleans, already starved for good fortune, is dancing at the moment. However, three minutes is an eternity for Manning.
Throw in the fact that the spontenaitey of the game has proven to be the letter of the law, and well, anything could happen.
One touchdown, one onside kick, and we have a different story altogether.
Strap yourself in, because here goes.
Right now, the Saints are in "bend, don't break" mode.
Will it be enough?
I'm calling it now: fate will come marching in.