Some of our remaining four readers will be disappointed by the fact that I am not, I repeat not, going to write about the Giants’ 17-14 win in Super Bowl XLII. I can’t think of anything that hasn’t been said already, by writers who are more eloquent and memorable than I am. I have nothing new to add to the growing legend of Eli Manning, David Tyree and “The Helmet Catch.” I have nothing new to add to the domination of New England’s offensive line by Michael Strahan, Justin Tuck, and the rest of the Giants’ front four. I have nothing new to add about Tom Coughlin’s ultimate vindication.

Other than talking about it still makes the roots of every hair on my head tingle, even ten days later. If I live to be a hundred, there may never be a Super Bowl quite like that one.

CWAMB thinks Big Mickey has something left in the tank, but understands if he follows The Bus. (image courtesy of NFL.com)