Once again everyone wants to place all the blame on the losing quarterback and all the credit on the winning quarterback. It's laughable, it really is. Perhaps we shouldn't be surprised, given that our society has evolved in to one that feels it is our right to sue for any thing that does not go our way.

Granted, the QB is by far the most important player on the field. But football is a game with 22 starters. It's the ultimate team sport. You know the motto, you win as a team, you lose as a team.

A basketball player represents 20% of his starting team; a quarterback is 4.5% of a starting NFL team. Yet we give far more slack to hoop players who don't win the NBA championship than losing SB quarterbacks. Just look at how we looked at Manning and Elway before they won a championship, and the way we (don't) look at Dan Fouts.

And calling Rex Grossman the worst quarter back in Super Bowl history is just stupid. How about Craig Morton, Rich Gannon, Ben Roethsberger, Earl Morrall, and Craig Morton. They also had pretty bad games. But here we go, blaming a guy who's made it through his full first year and led his team to the Super Bowl. Many people said that as long as Rex was QB, the Bears would never go to the Super Bowl. Well, there wrong (I'm one of those) The primary blame/credit to this game was the Bears defensive line/Colts offensive line. But since most of us don't know those guys, we focus on the QB.

My Super Bowl MVP: Jeff Saturday

Who's Next?

With Peyton Manning winning the Super Bowl, he is no longer the best quarterback never to win the big game. I know the people at ESPN must be hurt by this, but it's time for someone to inherit the throne left by Manning. And who's that quarterback; it's none other than Donavan Mcnabb. He's been to a couple of conference championships and has even been to a Super Bowl, but he has yet to win one. Whose next if the Eagles win the Super Bowl next year or anytime soon. It's Carson Palmer.

The Purple One

I think Prince did a pretty good job. It's a bit tough to perform in the rain, honestly. Prince is generally regarded as one of the best performers in the business. His concerts are always more than an hour (an oddity nowadays), and he's big on theatrics. You lose a lot with the medley format they insist on during the halftime shows.

Now, as far as other acts, the NFL, after the Jackson incident, goes for acts who will appeal to the 30s and 40s crowd and who will be uncontroversial. Is the NFL out of touch? Probably. But is there really anything current on the music scene that would be better? Does anyone want to see nickelback? I sure as hell don't. How about Kelly Clarkson? Maybe with the TV on Mute. I just don't see a whole lot of 'safe' alternatives to the classic acts they generally have

Check out this from The Detroit News

Cedric Everson, a 6-foot, 170-pound defensive back from Detroit Mumford, changed his commitment from Georgia Tech to MSU on Friday.

Everson, ranked No. 16 on The Detroit News Blue Chip list and a member of The News' Dream Team last fall, will sign a national letter-of-intent with MSU on Wednesday morning at his high school.

Everson committed to Georgia Tech last October but became concerned with the coaching staff there when it was learned offensive coordinator Patrick Nix left the school to take the same position at Miami (Fla.).

Let me get this straight, you're concerned about the stability of the coaching staff at GT so you select MSU instead??? You've got to freaking (expletive)ting me for someone to suggest such a thing makes me think this kid isn't very bright. Take into account that a DEFENSIVE player was concerned about losing the OFFENSIVE coordinator.

Perhaps academics are the real reason and he came up with that BS about the coaching staff.

From the Diary of Chris Fowler, November 25, 2006

"Diary, Kirk played another practical joke on me today. See, we were both invited to this big award show and Kirk had offered me a ride. Right at that moment, I almost wet myself because I was so excited. To be in the same car as Herbie and to have an actual conversation with him; well that would be a dream come true. He told me to be ready by 6:00, so before I got dressed I brushed up on my Hiesman history just in case I had to save Kirk from saying something stupid. I put on my ESPN jacket, which was freshly ironed by my mother early in the day. So I got out side and waited, and waited, and waited until it was 10:00 in the pouring rain when I saw a limo pulling up on my drive way. I knew it was Kirk's. He had told me that he got lost on the way to my house so he went to the award show without me. I knew he was lying. I was so hurt that I ran into my house and started crying my eyes out; then I met my two best friends, Ben and Jerry. Diary, next time I will be the one pulling a prank on Kirk. Any ideas???"

From the Diary of Little T, January 31, 2007

"Diary, I went to Jeff's house today but it wasn't fun at all. We went up to his room and he started touching all my private parts. I was really scared diary but Jeff had this weird smile on his face as though he's done this before. He even offered me some Flintstone vitamins but I declined because I had previously had a bad experience with them. After that horrible experience, I went to Old Cranky Bill's house. Man, that guy is probably older then George Washington."

From the Diary of Eli Manning, January 28, 2007

"Diary, Coach Tom keeps telling me to be like my older brother. To be a leader on and off the field like my big bro, and blah, blah, blah. I usually wander off whenever I hear Peyton's name in a sentence. And I don't know why he keeps telling me that I should be a leader because that wasn't part of the trade. I came to NY for the bright lights and fame; leadership will have to wait. Tom's always up my (expletive); he makes Hitler look like Mickey Mouse. And this week all I've been hearing is Peyton this and Peyton that. When will someone ask about Eli, when will someone worry about Eli? When Diary, when?"

From the Diary of Dick Vitale, January 29, 2007

"HEY DIARY, HOW YOU DOIN? We got some great dipper dandies this year. We got the man from Texas, Kevin Durant and we have the very old man from Ohio State, Greg Oden. I swear I saw Oden play when I was 20 years old, I even think I coached him. Baseball's coming back Diary and I can root for the DRAYS. THE DRAYS DIARY ARE AWSOME BABY. I had a mini heart attack today during one of the broadcast; looks like my yelling has finally caught up to me. BUT I'M AWSOME DIARY, I'M AWSOME."

From the Diary of George Mitchell, January 29, 2007

"Diary, I'm really scared. Congress is threatening me to give them some names but I can't get any. The only ones I've gotten so far are either dead or have nothing to do with the game of baseball. The owners are so mean, they won't give me anything. Something about others not knowing their past mistakes; that's why they won't give me any names. And sometimes at night, right after I call Bud for our nightly talk, I hear a noise in the backward. Diary, I swear that congress is sending a hit man to get me and I'm scared. Save Me Please!!!!"

From the Diary of Brady Quinn, January 27, 2007

"The draft is almost coming up diary and some experts are saying that I will end up in Detroit. God I hope not; you can automatically label me a draft bust if I'm drafted by Millen. My sister and AJ are doing pretty well but I can't believe she married that guy. I thought Neanderthals died out centuries ago. Anyways, I get a laugh when people say I'm this years Matt Lienart because I might fall to the late first round. All I have to say is that they hate the beautiful people. There can't be any other explanation."

I'm a big movie buff and this time of the year is oscar season. Now what I hate the most about the oscars are the accpetance speeches. They are usually too short or just plain boring, So I decided to make a couple speeches of my own that I think could brighten the mood in Hollywood.

Best Male Supporting Actor- Mark Sweeny for "It wasn't me"- "First off, I would like to thank the maintenance staff of the San Francisco Giants for keeping my locker so clean, without you Barry wouldn't have been able to find those greenies and none of this would have been made possible. I would also like to thank Barry, even though you blamed me on your positive test, I still hold you with the highest regard. Without you, no one would have known who I was, so I thank you for that. It has also been a dream of mine to be involved in a banned substance scandal with baseballs must hated man and now I am." (walks off the stage, tears in his eyes.)

Best actress, musical or comedy: Maria Sharapova for "Australian Heat- Round One"- "I'm so excited you liked the match, there really was something for everyone. There was the drama of my tummy ache, which the trainer later told me was an injury to my 'pride.' Where is my pride? I'm still learning the language, you know?"

Best Foreign Film- Sammy Sosa's "Conversaciones con los Rangers "- I sorre, me no speako english very good. I wil try to speako a little bit. Me thanks Texass for giving me a contract, no one else would. Sorre, me no know any mor english." Walks off the stage, starts a conversation in perfect english with Mark McGuire who's also nominated tonight for "The past is overrated".

Best Actor- Drama- Nick Saban for "Alabama Man"- "Wow, this is such a great honor. Who to thank, well there's of course the Miami Dolphins for sticking by me for those two great years. Who else? The reporters from Miami, I thank you to. My acting towards you in the press conferance, saying that I would never leave Miami, probably won me this award. Who else, well there's the university of Alabama for actually believing that I'm staying in that school for 10 years (Saban starts laughing quietly). And I would also like to thank (phone rings). Excuse me while I take this call. Hello, yea, you got the deal done. Great news my man, great news. Well that was my agent and I would like to announce here on the stage of the golden globes that I have accepted the position at Dallas and therefore re-sign as the head coach of Alabama. The time we had has been great but it's time for bigger and better things."

Best Picture- Drama-"The Handshake"- accepting the award are the movies stars, Eric Mangini and Bill Bellichek. Mangini starts talking. " Who would have thought that one handshake would have won me this award. I was mad at Bellichek for turning his shoulder when I was trying to talk to him but now I understand it was all part of his plan. Isn't that right, Bill" Bill-"silent, (expletive) look on his face". Eric again-"no wonder they call you a genius, so little words but the effect is still great."

Best Picture -Comedy or Musical- "The life story of T.O as told by Terrell Owens."- directed by Drew Rosenhous, produced by John Rosenhous, written by Tom Rosenhous, starring Carson Kressley from Queer Eye for the Straight guy as Jeff Garcia, Fat (expletive) from the Austin Powers movies as Andy Reid, Mo'Nique from the Parkers as Donavan McNabb, Bill Parcells making a guess appearance as himself, Masi Oka from Heroes as Tony Romo, and of course, the man, the myth, the legend, Terrell Owens starring as himself. This story is told on the side of Terrell Owens and all the actors chosen to play a specific character where specifically chosen by Terrell. Here he is to accept the award." Oh my god, I didn't expect this at all. What can you say of the life I have? Well, I have to thank ESPN, without you no would know what I was doing 24/7. I also would like to thank the pill company, without my fake suicide I wouldn't have gotten that brilliant publicity. I would like to thank the Rosenhous' for basically making the movie for me, I am glad the people now know the truth and don't have to speculate about anything. But I did find a couple of lines of mine being misquoted but we'll deal with that later. And of course, Kim Etheridge. Kim, with your genius words, I was made a star. 25 million reasons to live, I'm glad we practiced it before you went on. It just sounded so realistic. Thank you all for this award, I just hope I don't drop it."

Anyways, those where just some speeches I had in mind

Former N.C. State coach Chuck Amato is returning to Florida State to join the new and improved staff of Bobby Bowden. Amato previously spent 18 years at FSU under Bowden during the 80s and 90s. And you want to know what he's title is, excutive head coach and linebacker coach. Just if you're wondering, executive head coach is one step lower than Senior Vice President of Head Coaching and Chief Operator of Head Coaching.

I guess Chuckie clicking the heals together of those ugly (expletive) red shoes he wore at NC State finally paid off..."There's no place like home, there's no place like home..." (Coming out of dream sequence music)

Bobby Bowden: Chuckie, say something, you got knocked out and haven't woken up in almost 7 seven years.

Chuckie: Is that you Papa? Wow, I had a crazy dream. I dreamed I left here. I took a position at NC State (groans from all around Chuckie's bed), I dreamed I was a head football coach (groans turn to cackles).

Bobby: That's a good one Chuckie. You a head coach! That's a riot.

Chuckie: No it was real. You were there, I dreamed I beat you at Doak Campbell (cackles turn to hysterics), you were there Mickey, too.

Mickey: Oh, you're too much Chuckie. Glad your back and OK.

Chuckie: No, I'm serious; I was a real head coach!

Bobby: OK, Chuckie, you've been through quite a bit. Tell you what; I'll make a special coaching spot just for you. How about, "Executive Head Coach".

Chuckie: Oh wow! Gosh, Executive Head Coach, can I wear a whistle?

Bobby (getting tired and forgetting most of the conversation by now): What, a whistle? Well (expletive) it, wear a whistle if you want, but you better have those linebackers ready for the spring game... wear a whistle... I swear, these kids these days... the internet and eBay has ruin their minds

From the diary of Tony Dungy, January 30, 2007

"Diary, guess what? I'm black. Yeah that's right; I'm a black head coach. The media just loves that story for some reason so I'm going with it. And all those games I've won, all my playoff appearances; I got there not by being a good coach but a black coach. And guess what else diary, Lovie Smith is also black. But when I heard he's name I thought he was a (expletive)sexual white female because he's name is Lovie. What kind of parents would name their black son Lovie? I was thinking maybe Deron or Jamal would be a better suited name. We just got into Miami and the press keeps telling me to look out for my team, make sure they don't get into any trouble. I reassured them that Peyton Manning won't be parting to hard, I actually heard he will be throwing a game tape party where all the party-goers break down game film. Man, no one parties like a Manning."

From the diary of Chris Fowler, November 20, 2006

"The game wasn't very good, but it was ruined for me right from the start when Kirk made fun of me for going to the movies by myself Wednesday night while the rest of the crew went out to its swanky pre-game dinner. Well, that's OK these days because I've finally learned how to let a little teasing slide off my back after a few hours, and I haven't cried about that kind of thing in a long time, and that's just Kirk! He doesn't realize how his words affect people, because of course nobody ever says anything bad about him (and why would they? Hello-o...), and he's just not as sensitive and artistic as I am - he can't just go and sit in a theater and enjoy being alone with a movie, really soaking in the plot, analyzing the craft of filmmaking, totally experiencing the film without all the distractions of a bunch of people talking and asking you to miss whole scenes to get them popcorn. Just sitting there, alone, in the dark, away from people and the world, with myself and the art unfolding on the screen, is one of my absolute favorite things in the whole entire world. And I don't expect somebody like Kirk, who just loves to be around people, to understand that. He loves the dinner and is always laughing and joking, making these perfect toasts, but I always wind up sitting and eating quietly, because nobody will get into a real one-on-one conversation. A real conversation. It's like, I'm OK one-on-one, but not in front of the whole group, you know?"

From the Diary of Theo Epstein, January 30, 2007

"Diary, will you play first base for me? I tried to get Todd Helton but the Rockies would not give him away. What's wrong with them, whatever the Red Sox's want they get. Right? Oh well. And many people are criticizing me because they think I'm turning into George Steinbrenner but I'm not. I was going to trade a star pitching prospect for an aging superstar. The Yankees have never done that. And if they did I'm sure it was a great success. Manny came into the office today and began to speak whatever he speaks. Man, that's one crazy character. We actually have a betting pool in the office to see in which month we will put Manny on the trading block. I put 500 on July"

From the diary of Troy Smith, January 15, 2007

"Diary, why did God have to make me so short? It's costing me millions. There are plenty of short people who would make great quarterbacks; I'm sure mini-me from the Austin Powers movies has a great arm. And I couldn't help it if Florida's defensive lineman sacked me like a billion times in the national championship. It's not like every single defensive linemen in the NFL went to Florida. Hopefully the Ohio State basketball team won't lose to the Florida Gators and their star player Jokiam Noah. Diary, I swear that guy looks like a girl going through puberty."

From the Diary of Mike DanToni, January 30, 2007

"Diary, we really suck. We got blown out by the Timberwolves which snaps are winning streak. I've been hearing all year on how bad are defense is and now I'm starting to believe it. We are horrible and do not deserve to be in the playoffs. How is Steve Nash a two time MVP? Where the voters all Canadian? And Shawn Marion is supposed to be the Matrix. That's the laugh, I bet Keanu Reeves could play better defense than that bum. I wouldn't count on us ever winning a game again as long as we have all these horrible players. I wish I was coaching the Knicks, at least they know what they're doing over there. Isaiah Thomas is brilliant."

From the Diary of Jerry Jones, January 27, 2007

"Diary, I had another face lift today. It went pretty well and before the surgery I asked the doctor who I should hire as the new Cowboys head coach. The guy told me Ron Rivera would be a great candidate but I had to ask who that was. Norv Turner interviewed for the job and he will likely be my chose. The guy is a genius and don't let that losing record, this guy is a winner and I sensed it right when he walked through the door. The coaches I interview always ask me if I will trade Terrell Owens and I say no. I'm right in the middle of his children's book and I'm having a difficult time with it. I need him to stay here so he can explain it to me."

From the Diary of Lane Kiffin, September 7, 2007

"I learned a lot today: Coaching players older than I am is tough. They started calling me Doogie Hoswer and I didn't know if it was because I'm so young or if they thought I was gay. Warren Sapp stole my lunch money and Zach Crockett gave me a ultimate wedgie.I almost called daddy, they where just so mean. Then I had to start some guy named Andrew Walters at quarterback!!! What the hell have I gotten into? I'm afraid my boss is a little lonny. He makes the dying Howard Hughes seem like Ward Cleaver."

From the Diary of Greg Oden, January 15, 2007

"Diary, why does every one always say that I'm like 50 years old? Today one kid asked me for my autograph, not because he saw me play for Ohio State but because he thought I was the old guy from the LeBron James commercials."

From the Diary of Terrell Owens, January 20, 2007

"Bill Parcells has left the building. Hah, did you get that diary. I just made a reference to Elvis Presley. Man I'm such a genius. My children's book has been really successful, but that freaking Dr.Seus guy is still rated number one. God, I just wish he would catch the bird flu or something from one of his patients so my book can be the number one childeren's book in the world. Let's see, what else happened today. Uh, Michael Irvin came over, but I didn't pay much attention to him. He just kept blabbing on and on and on about stuff I don't even remember. Man that guy won't shut up. Nothing else happened today diary so until then, Hasta la Vista Baby. Man, I'm so good with these pop culture references. I should have my own TV show, I'll call Drew and he'll set all up."

From the Diary of Chris Fowler, October 20, 2006

"Tonight was a tough night. And I really thought things had been getting a lot better with Kirk and the play-by-play job. I try so hard, and Kirk is a nice enough guy most of the time, but sometimes he just makes me feel like I'm two inches tall! But diary, you would have been proud of me. During one of the commercials, I remembered what my therapist told me and I decided to stand up for myself. I had to do something to let Kirk know that I am my own man and he has to show me some respect! So I decided, when we came back, I would call him "Herbstreit." That probably seems small, but he totally hates that. He told everybody one time that he had a high school coach who called him "Herbstreit" during a practice, and so Kirk "misfired" a pass right where the sun don't shine (that is a really funny story when he tells it btw ; P)!

I was just waiting, trying to build my nerves, and then this player for Clemson got hurt during a fumble in the second quarter. And when they came out to work on him and we were watching the replay, I dropped it in, real casual, I said, "Do you think he was down, Herbstreit?" (or something like that, I don't remember exactly-you know sometimes my noggin needs uncloggin'!) And then he sort of turns to me and says, kind of surprised, so I couldn't really tell what he was feeling, "Did you just call me `Herbstreit'?" And I almost wet myself! I was afraid he was going to punch my lights out right there in the studio! And my body would go flying through the glass in the press box and would wind up landing on some woman and sliding all the way down to the bottom of the steps with a trail of blood and 53-year-old peanut shells behind it."

From the Diary of Chuck Amato, January 10, 2007

"I'm back home diary; I got my job back at Florida State. And they also gave me a nifty title, Executive Head Coach (which Bobby tells me is just as good as the head coach!!!). I had a pretty good time at N.C. State but let's face it, I was meant to be on the coaching staff of Bobby Bowden doing whatever the hell I'm supposed to do. I tried to look up Executive Head Coach on Google but it told me cannot find. Does that mean I'm the first executive head coach in the history of the game? My research tells me that I am. My input to this team is just as important as Bobby and Mickey. Or at least that's what they tell me."

From the Diary of Michael Vick, January 19, 2007

"Diary, I got caught. Remember that water bottle/marijuana holder I told you about in my last entry; well I brought it unto a plane thinking I could take a few hits to relax a little because I hate flying. But the police guys took it away, saying it wasn't allowed on the plane. What a stupid rule. When they found that the substance might been marijuana, they asked me who owned the bottle. As the quick thinker I am, I blamed Michael Jenkins, our Wide Receiver. I'm just so used to doing it that it came out naturally. Anyways, we got a new coach from some college team named Louisville. I don't exactly remember college because I sure as hell didn't go to the classes. And the weird thing is, the people at VT were fine with it. I wonder why."

From the Diary of Matt Millen, January 23, 2007

"Oh my God Diary, it's almost time for the draft. It's going to be so awesome. And I'm picking behind a personally hero of mine, Al Davis. I try and model each and every one of my days after Mr. Davis. A couple of Christmas' ago my wife got me a What Would Al Davis Do (WWADD) bracelet and I always look at it before I try and make a crucial decision. Like when Joe Cullen was caught driving nude into Wendy's, I had no idea what I was going to do. So I looked at my bracelet and boom, I got an idea. I fired him. I really have to thank my success here at Detroit because of that bracelet. Any ways, who to choose in the draft? Experts tell me to pick Quinn, but I don't trust them. I have my bracelet and it will guide me to my decision. It has yet to fail me."