(I'll Take His) Moon Over His Hammy
Four: the number worn by future Hall of Fame quarterback Bret Favre.
Four: the number of interceptions thrown by Favre in today's 31-17 playoff loss to the Vikings.
Four: the number of touchdowns passes thrown by Vikings quarterback Dante Culpepper in the same game.
Two quarterbacks passing each other at different stages of their career: one on the way down, the other taking yet another step on his journey to become one of the best in the game.
42-44-1: The Vikings all time regular season record versus the Packers.
1-0: The Vikings all time playoff record versus the Packers.
Yeah, yeah, I know. The Packers have won a couple, two three Super Bowls, and the Vikings haven't. Blah, blah, blah. Today it doesn't matter. Tomorrow it doesn't matter. This whole week ahead is for savoring today's sweet, sweet victory on the not so frozen tundra of Lambeau Field.
Will the Vikings beat the Eagles on Sunday? Probably not. But they beat the Pack today, and you better believe that it doesn't get much better for a Vikings fan. In fact, I would like to join the Vikings superstar that everybody loves to hate in a virtual mooning of the whole state of Wisconsin.
'Cause you know what? I like Randy Moss. Is he a punk? Of course he is. But he's our punk and he's been a punk for years. Nothing he's done in the last couple a of weeks should surprise anyone. It's just Randy being Randy.
And as long as he makes keeps making plays, I'm more than willing to let him. Double standard? Hell yeah. This is professional football, not Pop Warner. You walk the walk, you can talk the talk. Or walk off the field early. Or simulate dropping trou after grabbing your second touchdown of the day.
A good day for Randy. A good day for the Vikings.
UPDATE: More from Vox Day on the Purple.
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