NFL 2016 Week 8 Thursday Night Game Picks & Analysis – FootballThursday, October 27, 2016 17:23
Picks & analysis for 2016 NFL Week 8 Thursday Night Game.
NFL Week 8 Thursday Night
When I was a boy pup, we had Sunday dinner at Grandma’s just about every week. After church, we would stop at the Italian bakery to get bread.
Invariably, a half loaf would be consumed on the short trek to Grandma’s.
Walking into her house was heaven. The aromatic tapestry of meatballs—sometimes Gram would let us roll them up– frying in a cast iron skillet, sauce simmering on the back burner, and the meat, either lamb, beef, or chicken, roasting in the oven.
I always thought it was the olfactory equivalent of Little Stevie Wonder suddenly regaining his eyesight at Disneyland.
And I got to do it every Sunday…
“What do you want for breakfast?” Grandma asked, slapping my hand for trying to pilfer already cooked bacon—after I had wolfed down a few meatballs, not too mention the Italian bread on the way over and the candy we snuck from the old man’s store…
This was a question demanding a serious answer. I considered my options…The wrong answer could invoke the wrath of the food gods.
“Five Pancakes and three eggs!” I blurted in a kind of weird high-pitched, gravelly voice. Gram glared at me. I think she wanted to smack me for being so inconsiderate; she had been up since dawn cooking for the forty relatives who would stream through the door between 9:00am and noon.
“I cook it, you eat it…”
She did. I did.
That Sunday ritual usually occurred about 11:00 which meant I had two hours to digest food that, if cooked and stacked, was taller than me.
Sometimes, by some miracle, I ran off that food baggage and was able to enjoy the 1:00pm portion of the day’s food fair—featuring the meat, potatoes, and a veggie or salad we picked from Gramp’s garden…
More often than not, I found myself in the corner wracked with stomach cramps, gas, bloating and an all around physical malaise. Drool sometimes appeared out of nowhere…
Aunts and uncles would walk by with varying looks of pity, disgust or anger. I imagined they congregated on Gram’s porch throwing money down as my Uncle Freddie made book on whether I would recover in time to enjoy the “real dinner” at 3:00pm featuring gnocchi’s and meatballs.
Sometimes I did. Sometimes not. Always, though, I found the right moment to nestle up to Gram—still in my vegetative lethargy—and apologize.
“That’s okay honey, your eyes were bigger than your stomach.”
Now keep that picture–the stuffed, miserable, cramping 8 year-old who would repeat that same behavior until he left for the Air Force at age 18, drool and all—in mind when anyone asks why NFL ratings are tanking, game quality is dwindling, and die-hard fans like me don’t even care to go to a stadium.
Food tasted so much better when we didn’t think about calories. Yet it is instructive and healthy to know lean turkey on whole grain bread with mustard has about 1/5th the calories as a Big Mac.
Football was so much better when linemen weighed 275 and didn’t inject growth hormone the FDA bans from our livestock.
Football was so much better when fans would argue the whole week whether or not a catch was made in bounds.
Hell, now the NFL can’t tell us what a catch is.
Yes, it is healthier to take cheap shots out of the game and minimize the chances of anyone becoming another Daryl Stingly; but now, even clean hits are flagged.
There is a flag thrown for every other play—except when the refs miss a call:
- Two Thrust Twerking = No Flag
- Three Pump Twerk = 15-Yards
- Sucker Punching/Elbowing Big Ben = No Flag
- Accidentally grazing Tom Brady’s helmet with a finger = 15 yards
Remember the pride knowing American Football was played nowhere else but in America?
Remember how Monday Night Football used to be an event?
Look at the NFL, fetal positioned in a corner, the Rooney and Maras cramping from the greed of Jerrah and Kraft. St. Louis fans laughing at Stan’s Kronke’s avarice, and Al Davis’ kid sneering at the league’s hypocrisy over gambling—as he signs the papers to create the Las Vegas Raiders.
NFL Europe, NFL Asia, NFL South America make as much sense as NFL Antarctica—yet, Goodell and the owners continue to bloat the game.
The gas is reaching dangerous levels.
And the fans, even the die-hards like me, see the sleazy drool ooze from Rooney’s and Kronke’s and Jones’ and Kraft’s, and Mara’s lips, as we go out to our porches, checking on cell phones for individual stats instead of rooting for a team.
The NFL better check itself before the gas builds up and the explosion destroys Grandma’s house.
JACKSONVILLE JAGUARS @ TENESSEE TITANS – 3.5 43.5 [U]
Man, this game exemplifies the owner’s greed doesn‘t it?
All we can do is handicap what they put in front of us.
The Titans, aka, Pittsburgh South are led by HC, Mike Mularkey and play Dick LeBeau’s defense and they’re starting to do it pretty well.
With Russ Grimm coaching a young offensive line, Marcus Mariota has shown significant improvement, along with a revitalized DeMarco Murray.
These Titans know their division is up for grabs; winning this game puts them only a half game out with eight to play.
The Jags have to be the more desperate team but have shown little evidence they can channel desperation into victory.
We think the spread favors the home team. Under the Total…
NFL Lines For Week 8 – 10/27 – 10/30, 2016
|Date & Time||Favorite||Line||Underdog||Total|
|10/27 8:25 ET||At Tennessee||-3.5||Jacksonville||43.5|
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