It wasn't just déjà vu. It was a recurring nightmare.
It happened early in Saturday night's game, on the second series, which started out with so much promise.Steve Smith got wide open, far behind the Jets' defense. And Eli Manning hit him with a perfect pass.
It would've been the moment that eased everyone's fears about the Giants' unheralded receivers.
That is, until the ball bounced right out of Smith's hands.
"I'm sick right now," Smith said after the Giants' 27-25 loss to the Jets. "You've got to make the clutch plays. You've got to make the ones that count." Continue
The Giants should be happy that no-one was injured against the seemingly superior Jets. The DB's really didn't have to worry. They never got close enough to the Jets receivers for a collision. On the few occasions that they ran into one another they were moving slowly enough to hardly wrinkle their uniforms. One back in particular, C.C. Nameless, was so clumsy that he had the audience laughing whenever he was on the field. Too bad he will head the Giants cut list. He is a one man blooper film. He'll be missed unless Steve Smith and Mario Manningham start for the offence. They too draw laughter with their mad cap imitation of real football players. They make me think of Toomer and Burress. Smith has the hands of a mail man and Manningham runs like someone with a bullet in his leg.
Posted by: jsb | August 30, 2009 at 05:11 PM