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SIDELINE ARCHIVE
Unnecessary Hits To The Pocket / Upset: BYU
October 17, 2008

Romo's Pause / Seattle Seahawks
October 15, 2008

Weekend Prep: Red River and More
October 10, 2008

College Football's 'Crossroads' Weekend
October 9, 2008

Gramatical Error
October 7, 2008

Turning The Page
September 30, 2008

So Cal 'Quizzed — But Who Will Answer?
September 26, 2008

3rd Tuesday Panic Button / Forté Yard Dash
September 23, 2008

Two and Oh; Oh and Two
September 22, 2008

No More NCAAffeine
September 11, 2008

Week 1 College Football
September 6, 2008

How To Spell Heisman / Chad Ocho Cinco
September 1, 2008

Why the Favre story STILL won't go away
August 18, 2008

Olympic Notes / Ricky's Still Relevant
August 14, 2008

Committee Meetings
August 9, 2008

Let the QB Battles Begin
August 8, 2008

Slinging The Slinger — More Favre
August 6, 2008

Welcome to the 2008 season
July 28, 2008

Plus One
May 27, 2008

Draft: The Morning After
April 28, 2008

Draft: Thinking the Unthinkable
April 25, 2008

Draft: Ready For The Long Haul
April 23, 2008

Sofa–bound Sport
April 16, 2008

Post–Winter Wonderland
April 11, 2008

Six Impossible Things
February 4, 2008

Brady's Misdirection Play
February 3, 2008

Colorful Language
January 23, 2008

Let the Romo–bashing begin: Dallas lost
January 14, 2008

Bowl Bites: The Wrap
January 10, 2008

All About The Coaches
January 1, 2008

Bowl Bites 3 and A Communication Breakdown
December 29, 2007

Bowl Bites 2
December 27, 2007

Bowl Bites 1
December 23, 2007

The Empty Chair - Coach Situations Vacant
December 22, 2007

For Some, The Playoffs Are Now
December 15, 2007

A Certain Lack Of Welcome
December 13, 2007

Unrelated Notes
November 29, 2007

Two Thanksgiving thoughts
November 22, 2007

Halftime: NFC
November 9, 2007

Halftime: AFC
November 8, 2007

London, Part 2 / A Tale of Two Chads / A Game of Intimidation
November 4, 2007

Damp Squib / Other London Notes
October 29, 2007

Rock 'Em, Sock 'Em / Dolphins – The Aftermath
October 23, 2007

The Dolphins Did What?
October 18, 2007

Notes on the Defenses
October 13, 2007

Habits to be Broken
October 12, 2007

Overtime
October 13, 2007

This Week's Starters
October 6, 2007:

USF: Covering The Spread / Fantastic Football
September 27, 2007:

Grossman: The Final Act? / McNabb, the Epilogue
September 24, 2007:

Eagles QB in Slight Controversy
September 21, 2007:

Leftwich's Parting Gift to Jacksonville? / Boos cruise
September 18, 2007:

Notre Dame M.I.A.
September 16, 2007:

Looking Beyond NFL Wk. 1
September 12, 2007:

Best Hope For Heisman
September 10, 2007:

Coaching Hot Seats / AP Poll Feeling ’Appy
September 7, 2007:

The NFL’s Prime Cuts
September 5, 2007:

Michigan Falls to Killer Apps
September 3, 2007:

Look Out Couch / The Taint's On You, Bud
September 1, 2007:

SPORTS

SIDELINE
Observations, Opinion & Occasional Silliness by Richard L Gale

DAMP SQUIB
October 29, 2007

I'm sure you know the situation: a relative from abroad drops in for a short stop-over before jetting off somewhere else. You look forward to them visiting, to all the good times you're going to have. Then, when they turn up, jet-lag and the strain of traveling leaves them either asleep or zombified. You wave them off at the airport, tell them it was great to see them, and they must pop back sometime - maybe when they've got more time.

NFL in the rain, 2007, by Richard Gale Let's not pretend that the Dolphins-Giants game wasn't an anticlimax. In fact, let's call it what it was: bad conditions and terrible football. Can we stop with the 'London Superbowl' talk now? I don't want to be a nay-sayer, but the rain will be remembered longer than any play from the game. Must have looked lovely in High Def. It seemed like the British weather was saving it all up especially for this game. It wasn't raining before, and it had stopped straight after, but from 5pm to 8pm the weather put the 'mean' in Greenwich Meantime.

Most of the offense in the game came from NY's Brandon Jacobs, gaining a career-high 131 yards on 23 carries, while Miami's Jesse Chatman managed 79 yards from 16 rushes in the absence of the broken Ronnie Brown. Their efforts were impressive, but running hard in muddy conditions isn't what the predominantly British fans wanted to see (we have that already - it's called 'rugby').

What they wanted to see was high, looping passes falling perfectly into the breadbasket of big dangerous receivers. Okay, so that probably would mean Plaxico Burress destroying the Dolphins secondary, but I'm not sure that wouldn't have been less cruel than being within an onside kick of an overtime bid, only to see the squib skitter swiftly into the Giants sideline.

As the Giants took their final kneel-downs, the crowd booed, and the American press falsely suggested that the Brits didn't understand. Yes, they did. They just felt that something needed booing, and they didn't want to seem ungracious for the visit.

So was it worth it?

Yes - for historical reasons. We can say we were there. We were there the day the NFL gave London a game that counted in the win-loss column. We were there the day Ted Ginn Jr scored a touchdown. And we might yet be able to say we witnessed the team that went 0-16.

I'd like to be able to say that I was there the day the NFL started something big in London. Despite all the PR, hype and flannel, I'm not convinced that happened.

But it was 80,000 paying fans out of around 800,000 applicants. The NFL will be back for a second look ...sometime. Like, when the rain stops.

Other London Notes:

- I feel sorry for Cleo Lemon. 17 of 30 for 149 yards and a touchdown doesn't sound much, but he outplayed Eli Manning by a mile, ran for first downs, and never gave up. But that's probably the end for him as a regular starter. With the Dolphins half-way to the imperfect season, they'll spend the next fortnight preparing John Beck for the intermural against Buffalo.

- A special mention to South West trains. I suspect the lack of enthusiasm in my game review has as much to do with the ordeal of getting from the Wiltshire border to Wembley Stadium by public transport (four and a quarter hours) as it has to do with Eli Mannings' floating passes.

- A few days before the event, ticket purchasers received emailed encouragement to wear their NFL merchandise to show NFL officials our dedication. Our dedication, it would seem, is not entirely up to date. Seated near me: a Kordell Stewart Steelers jersey; a red Patriots sweater that was less a 'throw-back' than 'thrown-to-the-back-of-the-wardrobe-and-recently-rediscovered'; and a Culpepper Dolphins jersey (which admittedly might have been chosen with more than a hint of irony). If, like me, many of the fans arrived at Wembley expecting the full and varied range of NFL merchandise to suit all teams, and an opportunity to update their wardrobe, they were disappointed. A Dolphins cap for the equivalent of a mere $40? What a bargain! Our £150 merchandise budget remains unspent.

- Seated relatively near the field, Mrs Football used her commemorative Dolphins towel to wipe the swirling rain from her glasses during the third quarter. Then fell asleep briefly during the fourth.

- British super-streaker Mark Roberts made his almost obligatory appearance before the start of the second half. Roberts, who gate-crashed Superbowl XXXVIII in 2004, hadn't even removed his fake official's outfit before thousands of the crowd were cheering his appearance, so renowned is he now becoming. Sadly for security, they were slower to identify the thong-wearing Roberts, whose mid-field dance met with such a belated response that I had to convince Mrs Football that honestly, this wasn't a planned part of the half-time entertainment. At least I think it wasn't.




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