I’m a Broncos fan from way back, so you’d think I’d be excited that they beat the Patriots in the playoffs today. No dice. It was a painful game to watch, really, not because it was bad — it wasn’t — but because my heart wanted my Broncs to win but my head knew only the Pats could beat the hated Indianapolis Colts. I fear seeing the Colts in the Super Bowl this year, because I believe they can win, and it would be just awful if the people who betrayed my beloved hometown in 1984 were to meet with any kind of success at all.
Yes, us Baltimorons have long memories. But I don’t even need a long memory to recall that the Colts shellacked my Broncos during the last two years’ playoffs. So next week, it’s down to heartbreaking defeat. I need a drink already.