The Weather Report

It seems only fair that we talk about the weather for a moment. Some of the greatest games in NFL history were played with inclement weather as the sonorous singer of the gridiron. This week started out with a lackluster and rain-drenched drop-fest that culminated in the Patriots limping to a win over the confused-looking Jets behind a restrained Rex Ryan. I imagine it is because each dropped pass and loss is another stroke on the wall prophesizing his departure from the mean machine from New York.

This would not be the only game inundated by weather this work week for the ridiculously paid. The Saints continued their divisional dominance despite a weather delay. Sunday night was equally as afflicted, succumbing to an hour delay before the 49ers’ lopsided offense was revealed by an aggressive and playoff-ready Seahawks squad—that even staunch Pete Carroll haters have to recognize as dominant in their thrashing of the red and gold. What was once the laughingstock of the NFC has become the best rivalry in the league: two overlooked quarterbacks have emerged as superstars, and a tremendous defense whose members are known only to those who lurk the deep dungeons of fantasy leagues with defensive players ranked as highly as offensive threats.

The battle of brothers—Manning Bowl Part Three—was yet another victory for big brother (and he of the nervous, shuffling feet in the pocket) Peyton Manning. The Giants looked, well, terrible. Not we-are-starting-out-the-season-slow-but-are-going-to-make-the-playoffs-slow, but like a team that might not break .500 before the season’s end. For Raiders fans—and I know there are a lot of you here in northern California— congratulations: You beat up the worst team in the league. Good luck next week.

Shifting sports, the most interesting bit of news came from the reigning NBA champs: the Miami Heat. Calm down, and pick up the paper. I realize that mentioning any team that boasts LeBron James and repeat championships is going to draw ire from all corners of the basketball world. Michael Beasley, a two-time dud since being traded away from Miami to make room for LeBron, joined other off-season project Greg Oden, among the pieces meant to lift the Miami Heat to the coveted three-peat. What is most staggering about this pick-up is that when combined with the acquisition of Oden, it creates a strange blueprint for success in an Eastern conference that saw an embattled Heat squad beat-up something fierce in the interior. Oden, while a capable college star and someone with enormous possibility, has the distinction of missing more games than he has played. Beasley, while not plagued by the injury bug, has been riddled with off-the-court issues that make him another gamble like Chris Anderson was last season. I suppose Heat fans are hoping that these two lotto tickets end up paying out like Anderson did for them.

Oh yeah, the Warriors got better.

Stay frosty.

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Dan O’Brien wrote more than a dozen novels (all before the age of 30), including the bestselling Bitten, which was featured on Conversations Book Club’s Top 100 novels of 2012. Before starting Amalgam, he was the senior editor and marketing director for an international magazine. In addition, he has spent over a decade in the publishing industry as a freelance editor. He currently teaches psychology at CSU, Chico. You can learn more about Amalgam by visiting his website at: www.amalgamconsulting.com.