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| Tuesday, September 19 By Brian Murphy Special to ESPN.com | |||||
I love New York.
I really do. Even as I am writing this, I am wearing an "I (HEART SHAPE) NY" T-shirt. It's adorable, if a few sizes too small. And never mind the Guinness stain. Or is that hot fudge?
1. Chris Gardocki Can Make It There. Gotham tolerates losers like Coslet like they tolerate something on the bottom of their shoe. This guy would get elbowed out of a crowded subway in an instant. He'd buy a fake Rolex for Rolex prices. He'd play the shell game in Times Square (or what used to be Times Square, pre-Disney) and he'd be hitchiking home wearing a barrel. For the love of Rich Kotite, man, how does this guy still have a gig? 3. Joe Nedney and Mike Shanahan Can Make It There. You know these guys are honorary New Yorkers, because you know those two were dropping F-bombs all over Raider Al and the Commitment to Moving silver-and-blackers in pregame meetings, at halftime and after yet another Broncos romp through Oakland. You know Shanahan's the kind of guy who, if bumped into on a street corner, goes Travis Bickle: "You talking to me? You talking to me? You seen my mother (bleep)ing game plan? I will carve you up!" He's right. And Nedney. The guy boots Oakland to a season-ending win in K.C. last year, then gets the brunt of the stupidest draft decision since the Warriors took Chris Washburn. What does Nedney do? Hook up with the rival and kick Oakland's butt into submission. That kind of stuff plays real well in New York. Hell, Nedney might get a job offer from George Steinbrenner soon. 4. Tony Banks Cannot Make It There. To borrow a line from my buddy with whom I watched that Sunday night debacle: Hey, when did Tony Banks turn into Tony Banks? It reminded me of the old W.C. Fields classic, when he ducked into the fridge, pulled out his "pineapple juice" then spat it out angrily: "Heyyyy," Fields said, "who put the pineapple juice into my pineapple juice?" If water seeks its own level, so does Tony Banks. You think his fumbling, drive-proof act would play in New York? Shoot, man, that'd be like asking Gotham to embrace an all-time bust like Kerry Collins. Uh, never mind. 5. Finally, Philly Cannot Make It There.There's a reason Vinny from Philly hates New York. There's a reason the cheesesteaks come with a side of venom. There's a reason why the Amtrak goes straight from New York to D.C., and if you want out in Philly, you better barrel roll out at 90 mph. 'Cause, my Philly friends, it'll never be New York. At least not this season. Looks like the Birds are down, the G-men are up, and it's another season of pain in Philly. Just a win few, boys. Then I'll be back.
And now, a quick look ahead to Week 4: 2. Jets at Bucs: Do us all a favor. Put Keyshawn in the straitjacket now. Guy's gonna go Hannibal Lecter on somebody otherwise. 3. Browns at Raiders: If Gardocki flies the bird at the "Black Hole," he better watch out. Those Raiders fans might actually mail him an application to join their club.
Brian Murphy of the San Francisco Examiner writes a weekly "Tuesday Morning Quarterback" column for ESPN.com. | ALSO SEE
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