Spent a wonderful Saturday night at my son's school watching the school play--this year, the junior version of "Seussical", the Ahrens/Flaherty musical tribute to the works of Dr. Seuss. My son was a key part of the ensemble, playing the Mayor of Whoville. (Good practice, since he'll be mayor of NYC one day. Or an architect. Or a photographer. He hasn't decided yet.)
He had two big numbers in the first act, including a song about the difficulties in raising a child. (My wife and I got a chuckle out of that one.) He also got the biggest laughs of the night whenever he poked his head out from offstage and yelled "Help!" to Horton the 🐘. (I'm so proud--he seems to have inherited my comic timing. I hope it serves him well.)
The entire production was incredibly high quality--direction, choreography, set design; some of the girls (Mayzie and the Sour Kangaroo especially) already sound (and act) semi-professional. (If they're ever looking to reboot Glee, we've got some candidates right here in Brooklyn...)
An awful lot of fun. We had huge grins on our faces all night long. (Did I say I was proud of him?)
Well, the show's over. Back to normal. I hope he doesn't feel too bad coming off that "performance high"....
NFC Championship: Eagles 31, 49ers 7
Woof, that was ugly.
You have to feel bad for Mike Shanahan and the 49ers. They were down to their third string quarterback (Brock Purdy) and yet, somehow, were still making the offense work. Then they lose Purdy AND their emergency, "do not pull this lever" quarterback too.
Shanahan was forced to put Purdy back in with a bum elbow and try to hold back the Eagles defense even though the Eagles knew he couldn't throw the ball. (Did you ever see a Little League game where a team brings in all the outfielders because that tiny, skinny kid with the glasses is at bat? Yeah, it was like that.)
A blowout. And honestly, if the Eagles weren't invested in killing the clock and keeping their starters healthy for the Super Bowl, it could've been much worse.
AFC Championship: Chiefs 23, Bengals 20
I got the margin of victory right. Just the wrong team. But, in my defense, if the Bengals didn't take that stupid penalty setting up the winning field goal, they might STILL be playing. (It was that evenly matched.)
In further defense of my skills as an analyst: as I predicted, Chris Jones and the KC defense ate up the Bengals offensive line, sacking Burrow four times(!) in the first quarter. But the Bengals did what they've done so well all season--they adjusted. Keeping a tight end or running back in to block. Quick release passes into the flat, screen passes and designed draw plays. And the occasional pass way downfield to keep the defense honest.
It almost worked.
But in the end, Mahomes (and Chris Jones) made the big plays when KC needed them, especially that last mad scramble on the bum ankle.
(Poor Joseph Ossai. The camera locked in on him crying on the Bengals bench after the game. His teammates might never forgive him for that penalty, and his mistake was recorded for posterity in front of a prime time TV audience. And you think you have problems....)
He had two big numbers in the first act, including a song about the difficulties in raising a child. (My wife and I got a chuckle out of that one.) He also got the biggest laughs of the night whenever he poked his head out from offstage and yelled "Help!" to Horton the 🐘. (I'm so proud--he seems to have inherited my comic timing. I hope it serves him well.)
The entire production was incredibly high quality--direction, choreography, set design; some of the girls (Mayzie and the Sour Kangaroo especially) already sound (and act) semi-professional. (If they're ever looking to reboot Glee, we've got some candidates right here in Brooklyn...)
An awful lot of fun. We had huge grins on our faces all night long. (Did I say I was proud of him?)
Well, the show's over. Back to normal. I hope he doesn't feel too bad coming off that "performance high"....
NFC Championship: Eagles 31, 49ers 7
Woof, that was ugly.
You have to feel bad for Mike Shanahan and the 49ers. They were down to their third string quarterback (Brock Purdy) and yet, somehow, were still making the offense work. Then they lose Purdy AND their emergency, "do not pull this lever" quarterback too.
Shanahan was forced to put Purdy back in with a bum elbow and try to hold back the Eagles defense even though the Eagles knew he couldn't throw the ball. (Did you ever see a Little League game where a team brings in all the outfielders because that tiny, skinny kid with the glasses is at bat? Yeah, it was like that.)
A blowout. And honestly, if the Eagles weren't invested in killing the clock and keeping their starters healthy for the Super Bowl, it could've been much worse.
AFC Championship: Chiefs 23, Bengals 20
I got the margin of victory right. Just the wrong team. But, in my defense, if the Bengals didn't take that stupid penalty setting up the winning field goal, they might STILL be playing. (It was that evenly matched.)
In further defense of my skills as an analyst: as I predicted, Chris Jones and the KC defense ate up the Bengals offensive line, sacking Burrow four times(!) in the first quarter. But the Bengals did what they've done so well all season--they adjusted. Keeping a tight end or running back in to block. Quick release passes into the flat, screen passes and designed draw plays. And the occasional pass way downfield to keep the defense honest.
It almost worked.
But in the end, Mahomes (and Chris Jones) made the big plays when KC needed them, especially that last mad scramble on the bum ankle.
(Poor Joseph Ossai. The camera locked in on him crying on the Bengals bench after the game. His teammates might never forgive him for that penalty, and his mistake was recorded for posterity in front of a prime time TV audience. And you think you have problems....)