Josh Q. Public:  Punks jump up to get beat down!  -Brand Nubian

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Just a short one today. I got some football to watch today. Some NFL football to watch today.  Some NFL playoff football. Win or go home. Like my main man Popeye always says:  "I've had all I can stands, I can't stands no more."  Who's zooming who?  The Colts defense?  Really?  The same Colts defense that let Ron Dayne rumble for 153?  The same Colts defense that let the Jaguars bumble for 375?  The same Colts defense that let the Titans stumble for 219?  I'm not biting.  You got the boomin' system but it's pumpin' out doo-doo.  You think it's chocolate milk, but it's watered down Yoo-Hoo.  So they stopped the Chiefs one-dimensional offense.  So they stopped the Ravens none-dimensional offense.  You wanna talk about a defense.  A real defense.  A real honest to goodness defense.  Then let's talk about the New England Patriots defense.

Defense, defense!  Hold that line!  Give it to 'em, give it to 'em, one more time!  Richard Seymour and the New England Patriot defense, holding that line. Ty Warren and the New England Patriot defense, giving it to them all the time. Mike Vrabel and the New England Patriot defense, second in the league in points allowed.  A new franchise record.  You can't score, you can't win.  If you don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding.  How can you have any pudding if you don't eat yer meat?  Teddy Bruschi and the New England Patriot defense,  second in the league in touchdown's allowed.  Rosevelt Colvin and the New England Patriot defense, second in the league in red-zone defense.  Too many seconds for ya?  You want some firsts?  You're not impressed? You thought I said are you all right, Spider?  Fair enough.  Assante Samuel and the Patriots defense held their opponents to a meager, paltry ten passing touchdowns.  Another franchise record.  Best in the league.  You want more?  Huh?  Do ya?  What does it take to be number one?  Vince Wilfork and the Patriots were  number one in points allowed in the final two minutes of either half.  We call that clutch defense.  Cobra Clutch.  Sgt. Slaughter style.  Show me that clutch defense.  That Cobra Clutch defense.  Show me that Cobra Clutch defense, and show me Mr. Clutch himself,  Mr. Tom Brady, and I will show you victory.

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  I feel good, I knew that I would now.  So good, so good, I got you!  -James Brown

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go!  I feel good!  I feel good about the feel good story of the NFL.  I feel good about the feel good Saints.  They ain't the Aint's no more.  Hey, Buddy D, you can take that paper bag off your Cajun cranium.  Your cranium that protects your branium.  It's go time.  It's showtime.  It's Bridget Bardeaux time.  The Saints go marching in to Miami, ladies and gentlemen.

I feel good about Drew Brees.  Cool Brees.  Have arm, will travel.  The rootinest tootinest gunslinger in the West.  Throwing for over 4,000 yards.  How do you think the Chargers would have done last Sunday if he were still there?  Well, he's not.  He's with the Saints.  He is All-Pro with the Saints.  Heck, he's All-World.  All World B. Free.  He has a 96.2 passer rating.  He avoids the rush in the pocket.  He's a leader.  Everyone knows he's the guy.  He's the guy that will take you where you want to go.  And if you want to go to Miami, buenvenidos a Miami, then so be it.  He proved it last week against the Eagles.  Cool Brees was 20-of-32.  Cool Brees passed for 243 yards and a touchdown.  Most importantly, Cool Brees threw nary an interception.  Cool Brees delivered enough clutch throws to put the Saints over the top for a 27-24 victory.  Just win baby!  That's all Cool Brees has been doing.

I feel good about the Saints whole offensive package.  The Deuce is Loose McAllister, St. Reggie Bush, Marques Colston and company have been an absolute machine.  A wrecking machine.  A mean machine.  They're just a mean machine and they don't work for nobody but you.  They're a mean machine that topped the National Football League in total offense during the regular season at 391.5 yards per game.  A mean machine that went out last week and set this year's playoff high total of 435 yards of offense against the Eagles.  A mean, balanced machine against the Eagles, totaling 208 yards on the ground and 227 yards through the air.  As good as the Bears defense is, I gotta think they'll have their hands full on Sunday.  Saints win!  Saints win!

Oh ya, expect both St. Reggie and Devin Hester, the Very Bester, to explode for at least one Sports Center special each.

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  Is it getting better?  Or, do you feel the same?  Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame?  -U2

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go.  One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do.  LaDainian Tomlinson.  Larry Johnson.  Shaun Alexander. Tiki Barber.  Best running backs in the National Football League.  LaDainian Tomlinson. Larry Johnson.  Shaun Alexander.  Tiki Barber.  Done for the year.  It takes two to make a thing go right.  It takes two to make it outta sight.  Hit it!  The Chicago Bears.  The New Orleans Saints.  The New England Patriots.  The Indianapolis Colts.  They all employ dynamic duos.  They all are playing for it all.

Chicago Bears:  Thomas Jones and Cedric Benson.  Thomas Jones.  You stick around, I'll make it worth your while.  Got numbers beyond what you can dial. Maybe it's because I'm so versatile.  Numbers and versatility.  That's Thomas Jones.   He's run for over 1,200 yards the past two seasons.  He can pass block.  He can catch passes.  He is elusive.  He broke Tiki's all time rushing record at the University of Virginia.  He is coupled with Cedric Benson.  Fourth overall draft pick.  The Punisher.  Powerful and bruising.  Hard- they're calling card.  With these two totally different styles, it makes it hard for defenses to adjust. Very hard indeed.

New Orleans Saints:  It takes two baby, to make a dream come true.  Deuce McAllister and Reggie Bush.  Deuce McAllister.  The Deuce is loose.  Coming back from a knee surgery.  Coming back with a vengeance.  The thunder part of the backfield.  Saints all-time leading rusher.  He moves the pile.  He can deek if he needs to.  He gets the tough yards.  The rough yards.   In his first-ever playoff start, McAllister rushed for 143 yards on 21 carries and a touchdown.  He had 4 catches for 20 yards and another touchdown.   He has help.  Reggie Bush.  Lightning.  Mr. Excitement.  St. Reggie.  He reverses field, woop!  He fiddles, woop!  He diddles, woop!  Gone! 

New England Patriots:  Corey Dillon and Laurence Maroney.  Corey Dillon.   Driving dirty.  Corey Dillon has a tattoo on his chest.  The ink says:  Down & Dirty.  How apropos.  Down & Dirty.   That's how this cat plays.  Bone-crushing, will breaking, smashmouth football.  14th all-time leading rusher in the NFL.  Leads all active backs.  He's been to the Promised Land.  He has a ring.  He knows what he's doing.  He's leading the charge.  Right behind him?  Laurence Maroney.  The Kid.  Tick, tick, tick, boom!  He's big.  He's fast.  He's an explosion waiting to happen.  He loves the stiff-arm.  He is the future of the New England Patriots. 

Indianapolis Colts:     Dominic Rhodes and Joseph Addai.  Dominic Rhodes.  The little fella. Coming up big.  Getting the big yards.  The first undrafted player in NFL history to rush for 1,000 yards as a rookie.  Last week against the Ravens during the Colts' final clock-eating possessions, he was the featured back.  The featured back that led the squad to a field goal with 23 seconds left.  The featured back that ran the rock five consecutive times to start the drive and 11 of the 13 snaps.  Nothing flashy.  Just effective.  Leave the flash for Joseph Addai.  The Colts' number one draft pick.  The NFL rookie rushing leader.  The NFL rookie rushing leader without starting a single game.  He starts now.  He starts in the playoffs.  He started against the Chiefs.  Rushed for 122 against the Chiefs.  Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack gets through the hole lickety-split. 

The NFL is a copy cat league.  Four teams left in the playoffs.  Four teams with a two pronged running attack.  How long before every one is copying these cats?

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

Josh Q. Public:  The waiting is the hardest part.  Every day you see one more card.  You take it on faith, you take it to the heart.  The waiting is the hardest part.  -Tom Petty

Public Service Announcement:  OK, here we go!  You know what I think.  You know I think Tom Brady is the best football player on the planet.  You know I think the Patriots bend don't break defense is the best in the Biz Markie.  And you know what they say, nobody beats the Biz.  You know I think Richard Seymour is the most unheralded player in football.  You know I think Troy Brown makes plays.  You know I think Assante Samuel got stiffed by the Pro Bowl.  In my heart of hearts.  In my heart of hearts and in my little pea brain, I truly feel the Patriots are the better football team.

Everybody was yammering about Lights Out and the Chargers' D.  Everybody was jabbering about the frugal Ravens' D.  Well, I'm still standing better than I ever did. Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid.  I'm still standing, giving up a franchise record-low 237 points, an average of 14.8 points per game. Ranked second in the league in the only defensive statistic that matters.  First and ten, do it again.  C'mon offense go, go, go!   Know this my friends, the Patriots are the AFC's leading scorers in these playoffs.  They average over 30 points per game.  Scoring in bunches.  Scoring in droves.  A slew of scoring.  Enough scoring to beat the Colts.   And lest we not forget,  Mr. Tom Brady.  Mr. Tom Brady, with the strength of ten, ordinary men.  He knows no fear.  He knows not of pressure.  Brady has led a fourth-quarter comeback, on average, once every 3 starts.  He does it all the time.  It is what he does.  You remember.  You remember Super Bowl XXXVI.  You remember U2.  You remember it was all tied up with 1:30 left in the fourth quarter.  You remember there were no time outs. You remember John Madden saying the Patriots should run out the clock and get into overtime.  You remember what happened.  Three straight completions to Who Shot JR Redmond.  23-yard strike to First Down Troy Brown.  6-yard toss to East Boston's own Jermaine Wiggins.  Spike.  Field goal.  Ball game.  Patriots win!  Patriots win!  If you do remember all that.  If you do, how can you bet against this cat?  Top Cat. The indisputable leader of the gang.  He's the boss, he's a pip, he's the championship.  He's the most tip top, Top Cat.

Peace out homies.  Six Two and Even!