By Dick Platt
Corsicana Daily Sun
There seems to be a plethora (a Ron Morgan favorite) of fans, talk-show pundits, and social media thumb-thumpers who were watching a different football game last week than I was watching. Did anyone notice that Tony Romo, with very little help from his offensive line, threw for 506 yards and five touchdowns and directed the team to 48 points? Some of the scrambling he did was so athletic and frenetic that the cameras, and the Denver Broncos, had trouble keeping up with him. I have never been a huge fan of Romo, but I have to grudgingly give him his due for playing a whale of a game.
While it is true that he threw an interception in the final minutes to set Denver up for the winning field goal, I maintain that Tony Romo is the only reason that Dallas stayed in the game. Thanks to the passing magic of Peyton Manning and the porous Dallas defense, Denver managed to eke out 51 points. The under/over line for the game was 56 1/2 points and they scored a combined total of 99 points. Wow!
In fairness, I must point out that Manning’s first interception of the year was worse than the one thrown by Romo. He had a receiver wide open, as they had been all day, and threw the ball short for an easy interception. Tony’s interception, though ill-advised, required an acrobatic stretch-out dive to be intercepted. The really glaring difference between the two boo-boos was that Peyton’s was earlier in the game and was overcome while Tony’s was at the end of the game and could not be overcome.
I am not a big stat person but I throw these 2013 production numbers out for the Romo nay-sayers:
Romo: 188 passes; 135 completions; 13 touchdowns; 2 interceptions.
Eli Manning: 229 passes; 123 completions; 9 touchdowns; 15 interceptions.
Matt Schaub: 212 passes; 135 completions; 8 touchdowns; 9 interceptions.
Joe Flacko: 201 passes; 116 completions; 5 touchdowns; 8 interceptions.
When you compare Romo’s production with these other high-dollar quarterbacks, I think you must agree that Romo is out front of them all. Of course, my guy, Peyton, leads the world with: 198 passes; 150 completions; 20 touchdowns; 1 interception.
I’ll get off this kick with a very bold prediction. Dallas will win the NFC East and go deep into the playoffs. I am not prepared to predict them both making the Super Bowl but it is exciting to visualize another Denver/Dallas matchup!
With thanks to a compilation from Readers Digest, I present my rendition of some anecdotes concerning Irene, a very beautiful, but very blond, young college coed and her football experiences:
Irene’s boyfriend took her to her very first football game where they had wonderful seats right behind the home team’s bench (Texas A&M). After the game, he asked her how she liked the experience. “Oh,” she said, “I really liked it — especially the tight pants and all the big muscles, but I just don’t understand why they were trying to kill each other over 25 cents.” He was dumbfounded and asked, “What the heck are you talking about?” “Well, they flipped a coin. One team got it, and then for the rest of the game, all they kept screaming was, ‘Get the quarter back! Get the quarter back!’ I’m like, Hello-o-o? It’s only 25 cents!”
The poor soul took Irene to a fancy charity ball the night before a celebrity golf tournament. There were several famous athletes in the receiving line and among them was Joe Montana, the NFL Hall-of-Famer and Super Bowl MVP. As Irene approached, Joe took her hand, smiled and said, “Hi! Joe Montana.” Irene was somewhat taken aback as she didn’t know Joe Montana from Joe Six-Pack, but she composed herself and said sweetly, “Irene, Texas.”
Halfway through the main course at the banquet, Irene took real notice of a very athletic-looking gentleman seated across from her. Thinking he might be a celebrity of some import, she asked him if he had played sports in college. “Why, yes,” replied the gentleman proudly, “as a matter of fact I was captain of West Point’s shooting team.” “Oh, that’s great,” she gushed, obviously impressed, “Did you play offense or defense?”
Did you ever notice that one of the biggest lies in any relationship is, “I’ll be there in a minute, Honey — the game is almost over.”
Dick Platt is a Daily Sun columnist. His column appears on Tuesdays. Want to “Soundoff” on this column? Email: firstname.lastname@example.org