Wild Card

Well there they are. The Bengals are in the playoffs. This happens about as often as me talking the pants off a super model. So do what I am doing Bengals fans and bask in the fact that we are nationally relevant if only for three hours of a cold January day.

I hope the players and coaches are looking back to see what got them to this point and are realizing what a rare and special this chance is for this franchise. Tomorrow is a opportunity to make an impact on the lives of a group of fans that has been through the lowest of lows by giving them a victory and a reason to feel warm inside when the weather is hellbent on doing the opposite.

This match up is the classic small market versus big market clash. New York has the spotlight constantly burning their collective retina, while Cincinnati is a name you only recognize from the back of your Proctor and Gamble shampoo bottle. Jets fans have their gripes, some justified, but no group of fans has waited longer and endured more mediocrity and idiocy than those wearing orange and black.

This could be the start of a Superbowl run. This could be a quick exit. This could be the start of a dynasty. This could be a fluke in a sad history. This could make our year. This could make us sick.

Cincinnati Bengals,
That's the team we're gonna cheer to victory.



Who Dey!