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Great Ballgame In Frisco, Justin Smith

    Hey, everyone. I just watched the San Francisco 49's beat New Orleans in a terrific football game. I feel so happy for Alex Smith, who has persevered through a lot of tough years and some abuse from fans and the media. The #1 draft pick played well and threw a clutch pass to Vernon Davis for the win. The pass was absolutely where it had to be. It hit Davis in the numbers, on the goal line, with no wiggle room in the tight coverage. Awesome throw, awesome catch.
     Even so, in my opinion, the big defensive lineman, Justin Smith, was the MVP of this game. To beat the Saints you have to put pressure on Drew Brees and boy, did  Mr. Smith bruise the all-pro quarterback today. Seldom have I seen a lineman dominate a game like Smith did today. He was fierce, fast and intense. Nobody could block him. His will to win was inspirational. I get so tired of seeing people who freeze up when presented with a big opportunity. Smith played like a guy with visions of a Super Bowl in his head.
      Also, whoever called all those '4th and a yard to go' plays for my Falcons this year? Take heed, you don't really have to run right up the middle when everybody on earth expects it. You can do something different and win. I'm just saying.
     Now, can Tim Tebow pull another rabbit out of his hat, in New England? I am taping that game as we speak, because I loath commercials. If it is a thriller, like the one I just watched, I may have to calm myself a bit. Great playoff season this year, so far. Even if I don't have a team in the hunt. 4th and 1. Right up the #^***** middle.
     I have no dog in this fight, but brother, what a fight it was.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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