By Michael Rand
You were promised a full day Tuesday, and technology has let us all down. First, it was something about blog software from a remote location. Then it was a wireless internet connection at a small cafe in Nisswa, Minn., that let me down. Alas, as Bill Parcells once said, “Don’t tell me about the pain, show me the baby.” That’s probably why Bill makes a boffo football coach and a terrible pregnancy coach. But now we’re back at full strength (always were!) and back in the land of small fuel-efficient cars and regulation-sized parking spots. Have you parked a car in Northern Minnesota? Those spaces need their own zip codes. But yes: What else happened?
Gorgeous, like no words can describe: But we’ll try anyway to describe the TD that put the Jets ahead in the fourth quarter of an eventual 13-10 victory Monday night over Miami that has them on the brink of the playoffs. Chad Pennington drops back, has the tiniest seam over the middle. He releases it right as Jerricho Cotchery (which sounds like some sort of upper leg ointment) makes his break. Captain Leg Ointment only has about a quarter-step on his man, but the ball is perfect, he grabs it in stride, 32-yard TD. I’m not sure why I’m so smitten with this play. It might have something to do with watching 15 Vikings games this season.
Indulge a Peter King moment: No, I won’t talk about field hockey or coffee or sitting next to a blabbermouth on the train. But I will talk about “Little Miss Sunshine” for a moment. Much of the past four days have consisted of copious food consumption, various beverage concoctions and much TV watching. I’m telling all of you: I cannot think of a movie from the past five years with broader appeal than “Little Miss Sunshine.” It’s not a great movie, but it’s a very good movie, and it’s imminently accessible to virtually every demographic. If you haven’t seen it, please do so. And now we’re going to get back to talking about sports. We promise.