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Only the New England Patriots could make me sweat out a fourth quarter when I take their opponent, and 22 points, and they’re losing.

I wasn’t convinced that they’d fail to cover until the two-minute warning.

I’m 12-3 against the spread going into tonight. Special thanks to the Broncos (+1) for coughing up a 14-point lead and ruining my chance at a better week (OK, I’m greedy). But I also should give Gus Frerotte a nod for fumbling the snap on fourth-and-goal from the 1 at the end of the game, which allowed my Seahawks (-3) to cover.

Count me among the minority when it comes to Chad Johnson’s penalty yesterday for excessive celebration. I saw nothing wrong with it – and everything that’s wrong with the joyless NFL. He wasn’t taunting another player. There wasn’t a Titan anywhere near him (Trust me, I know. I took the Titans and they never showed up). His "celebration" lasted about five seconds and was harmless.

It’s OK to dunk the ball over the crossbar or have five guys leap into the air at the same time to bump torsos, but Johnson can’t swivel a television camera? Ridiculous.

And I’m not even a Chad Johnson fan. I just thought 15 yards was "excessive."

I always know it’s Sunday without checking the calendar because, somewhere, a Ravens quarterback is fumbling the ball.

Redskins tight end Chris Cooley might be the most underrated player in the league. Nobody talks about this guy and he catches everything.

I think he even intercepted one of Eli Manning’s passes yesterday. Weird.

I vow to have something to report on the Orioles today. I’m not sure exactly what, but it will be something. I’m working the phones. I'm also offering bribes.

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