First Take, shortly after the Superbowl [excerpted below]:
Skip, you started out on a promising note:
I was dead wrong about this game. I had Denver, the favorite, winning a close, low-scoring game. Forty three to eight? Are you kidding me? So, my big-picture take-away is that . . .
So far, so good. Go on…
. . . my big-picture take-away is that on a night that was made outdoors, in New Jersey, in February, for Peyton Manning — almost fifty degrees at kickoff! — and with today’s rules, obviously, favoring the offense to score nothing but point after point after point, that Seattle defense shocked me by making a case, making a statement, and we will debate this a little later in the show, that it should be the unit considered for all-time greatness, because it didn’t just dominate Peyton Manning & Company, I thought it basically bullied Peyton Manning & Company . . .
But I’m gonna have to stop you there. Yes, everything you just said is basically true, but I don’t know that it’s the big-picture take-away anyone was looking for. But you were so close, so let’s try this again, from the top:
I was dead wrong about this game. I had Denver, the favorite, winning a close, low-scoring game. Forty three to eight? Are you kidding me? So, my big-picture take-away is that I am completely unqualified to offer predictions ever, under any circumstances, about anything, about anyone, for any reason, ever, no matter what, no matter where, or who or who I am with, or where I am going, or where I’ve been. Ever. For any reason. Whatsoever.