I’m not one to jinx anything by getting ahead of myself and making stupid, Freddie Mitchell-like predictions.  As Lincoln said “The hen is the wisest of all the animal creation because she never cackles until after the egg has been laid.”  And you can see how well things turned out for him.  There are still (God willing) 8 quarters of football in the Patriots season and weird things can and usually do happen so I’m not about to shoot my mouth off prematurely like I do every other part of my body.

That said I can’t shake this notion that we could be witness to the most unbelievable story line in NFL history.  Not the Harbaugh brothers meeting in the Super Bowl… which would be pretty incredible… or Tom Brady trying to beat the team he grew up rooting for and tying his boyhood hero’s championship record.  What I’m talking about would crush them all.

Yesterday your old pal Uncle Buck called from the Barstool Writers Retirement Village in between games of cribbage with Manzo  (they both say “Hi”) and he made this point.  During the Bradichick Dynasty, the Patriots have lost exactly 5 postseason games.  In order they were to: Denver (2005), Indianapolis (2006), the Giants (2007), Baltimore (2009) and the Jets (2010).  And while again- I can’t stress this enough, knocking wood, crossing all crossable parts- they have a chance in this one season to get revenge on all of them:

-They gave the Jets a bullet in the eye and kept them out of the playoffs

-They trapped the Broncos in the revolving door and shot them in the heart

-Sunday they can bust in on the Ravens and riddle their bed with bullets

-Then if the Giants win, gun them down right on the sidewalk

-And finally finish off the Colts by shooting them in the back right on the steps of their own stadium.

It would be incredible.  All the family business settled in one season.  All the bad blood gotten rid of.  No more scores to settle.  I’ll be honest with you.  I’m not one for style points and I don’t care who a Boston team beats so long as they win.  But you can’t overestimate what exorcising the ’03 Yankees demons meant to the ’04 Red Sox or going all Beatrix Kiddo on the Flyers did for the 2011 Bruins.  Again, it’s a long shot and a lot of things have to fall in place for it to happen.  But if it does, will I agree to quit whining about Super Bowl XLII and reject all its works?

“I will.” In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti…

@JerryThornton1