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After last week's lame duck, I thought it wise to step away from the game for a little while. I thought it was a good idea to gain a bit of perspective. Actually going to the game can put an extra sourness in the taste of your mouth worse than a Warhead.
With my head cleared, I came up with one conclusion: The game would be decided on the first pass Mark Sanchez threw.
I have never been more glad to look like a complete knucklehead.
Sanchez's first pass was a grossly overthrown laser up the middle to Dustin Keller. Keller, practicing his best high-jump, was surprisingly able to put his hands on the ball. However, he could only tip it up into a perilous situation that if it wasn't for replay challenges would have been an interception by New England safety Pat Chung.
Further proving my contemplation mute, the Jets offense went on to go for three and out. In my mind, the game was over. I felt early on in the week that Sanchez's confidence would have to be built early. A successful (not necessarily numerically productive) drive by Sanchez would mean a close game with a favorable outcome for the Jets and their desperate offense. An early dud would spell disaster.
Had I been right, I'd be using my best college training to BS my way into a sizable article for this week's game while fighting the urge to break into the "for a rainy day" shelf of the liquor cabinet.
But I'm not.
For the first time, I'm writing concerning a Jets win. A win done with offensive competence.
Sanchez looked so good in this game, Mike Francesa will be trying to slap himself out of what he thinks is a nightmare come work-time on Monday afternoon.