God Hates the Vikings

As a brief follow up to last week - heat was restored on Friday, but was out just long enough for me to get a cold, as predicted. Christmas day was enjoyable and modest, though the night was dreadful, being unable to either breathe or sleep, which made for a Sunday spent on the couch. Recovery is underway, now entering the brutal expectoration phase - it's going to be another long day.

Sunday on the couch means, of course, football. Last week I made the prediction, privately, that Detroit would win out the season - wish I had done it publicly now. In a story largely ignored because of the bigger playoff picture, the Lions have racked up three wins in a row, including two consecutive road victories, all guided by their second- and third-string quarterbacks. They have a long way to go, and an enormous hole to dig themselves out of, but progress is being made. A victory next week over Minnesota is looking even more likely, with the Vikes being handed a short week.

Now, I haven't paid that much attention over the years, but I don't recall any games being rescheduled because of weather - aside from Hurricane Katrina, of course - and this is the second one this year. Granted, the first one was more weather-related that the weather itself, but still. And both times it has happened to Minnesota. Coincidence? One has to wonder.

I lived in Indiana long enough to become a legitimate Colts fan, and remain so, but the truth is I am a Lions man by birth. It hasn't been easy, lord knows, but they didn't always suck - they were as good as anyone else in the early 70's. It's time for their star to rise once more, and I am committing now. I believe. Next week they finish 6-10 at home, and build from there.