Flight club
PHOENIX -- Sky Harbor Airport was about as much fun for Patriots fans this morning as the final second of Sunday's Super Bowl XLII.
Not only were there ridiculous lines at both check-in and security, but every shop in the airport seemed to have the official New York Giants' Super Bowl champion shirt out front. Heck, they were even selling championship gear at the off-site rental car return building.
Undeterred, Patriots fans showed up wearing their team apparel a day after what some are dubbing the biggest upset in Super Bowl history. Most Giants fans seem to let them go with a comforting nod, maybe acknowledging that they were just as shocked as Patriots fans with the way Sunday played out.
But some of the louder characters wondered out loud if Tom Brady got sacked on his way to the team bus. They didn't mind the long lines, either. As one announced to no one in particular, "We gotta get back to New York for the parade!"
And, for one last stomach punch, at least for your humble blogger, our bags didn't make it to our first stop in Las Vegas. Note to self: Never, ever travel the day after a Super Bowl.
Oh well. If only the 2007 Patriots could lose the baggage they'll carry from a crushing defeat Sunday.
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The Curse does not show itself in a fell swoop. It is more subtle, more nuanced. It descends like a plague, slowly but inexorably. It haunts Boston; a bump in the night just before the house falls in. It’s the iceberg looming in the dark; a touch of the flu before the Black Death. “E-3” did not happen in the final game of the World Series, but it allowed the final game to happen. “Bucky’s Blast” was not the Yankees’ last at-bat.
The true artistry of The Curse is that it always leaves them an out. It only slightly tips the playing field and tells them, “If you’re really good, you can get out of this – but, you have to be really good”. They never are. That’s the nature of The Curse; nuanced, deadly. The Promised Land is always in sight, before the door is slammed shut.
So too was this, the forty-second Super Bowl. Manning’s scramble and Tyree’s catch wasn’t the final play. If the Pats were really good, they could have won the game. The Curse told them, “See it guys, there it is: the Promised Land, but you have to be good to get there…really good….”
SLAM!
Father Knickerbocker