Well how 'bout them Cowboys?
I am a frumpy 40-year-old housewife, and I could have caught that lard-butt Ravens running back on the last TD run.
Somehow, the Cowboys defense took the field and failed to anticipate the run. Not once, but twice. Both times, the first play from the line of scrimmage was -- surprise! -- a run. Right up the middle.
Why? Because the Ravens wanted to -- surprise! -- burn the clock and turn their lead into a win.
Gee, who would have thought "run"? Maybe we should rush the passer, just in case that wily rooke Raven QB is trying to psych us out.
What an abysmal loss. Just pathetic.