One of those games where the score doesn’t reflect the actual level of ass-whipping that went on. The New York Giants put on a commanding performance, dismantling the Houston Oilers 37-21 in a game that showcased quarterback Phil Simms’ aerial assault and a well-rounded team effort. Simms Shines, Giants Air it Out Phil Simms was … Read More “’86 NY Giants 37 ’78 Houston Oilers 21” »
The Buffs came out looking like they had something to prove. Eric Bieniemy ran like a man with a grudge, cutting through Miami’s defense like a hot knife, dragging defenders like dead weight. The ‘Canes looked stunned early, their vaunted defense gasping for answers. Hagan was steady, hitting short routes and moving the chains, and … Read More “’83 Miami Hurricanes 21 ’90 Colorado Buffaloes 20” »
The ’85 Bears walked in like a wrecking crew, all piss and vinegar, but by the fourth quarter, they were just another old prizefighter swinging at ghosts. Two games now, two leads pissed away like warm beer on a hot sidewalk. Brock Purdy, looking more like some golden boy out of a superhero flick, tore … Read More “’23 San Francisco 49ers 44 ’85 Chicago Bears 38” »
The 1979 USC Trojans football team was one of the most dominant squads in college football history. Led by Heisman Trophy winner Charles White, the Trojans bulldozed through their schedule, finishing the season 11-0-1 and claiming a national championship. How Good Were They? Record: 11-0-1 (Undefeated, with one tie) Final Ranking: #2 in AP Poll, … Read More “’79 USC Trojans 45 ’91 Florida State Seminoles 24” »
Tony Rice ran like the damn field owed him something. And maybe it did. Maybe it owed him every last yard of that 302 he ripped out of the turf, every last snap where he tucked the ball under his arm and turned Florida State’s defense into bewildered spectators. Florida State came in with speed, … Read More “’88 Notre Dame Fighting Irish 40 ’92 Florida State Seminoles 38” »
A bit of mixed feelings on the career of Michael Moorer. At light heavyweight, he looked like an executioner. You’d see his pictures in the magazines, fists up, eyes dead, some poor bastard crumbling beneath him. They swore up and down he was the next great knockout artist, the next Tyson, the next Hearns, … Read More “Michael Moorer Documentary – Between Fire & Fear” »