Playoff Raided

Picture a mic, the stage is empty
A beat like this might tempt me
To pose, show my rings and my fat gold chain
Grab the mic like I'm on Soul Train...

PROPS and DROPS live and direct from from the Donks miserable loss to the dreaded Raiders...

DROPS: First and goal from the two yard line with a chance to ice the rivals, a chance to ice the playoff seed, a chance to send everyone home happy for Christmas, Festivus, Hanukkah, Kwanzza, Howdy Doody's brithday. Stuffed. Stuffed. Stuffed. Field goal. I could care less of all the Peyton Hillis talk; Lamont Jordan, whoever could've and shoud've scored from that point. Simple math (all those Belichick disciples love that shit right?) dictates they get 1/2 a yard a carry, right? That leaves someone with some heart to give the extra half yard for the season clincher.

PROPS: If you are talking about heart, Brian Dawkins still has it. Witness the 36 year old racing down the length of the field during the quarter break between the 3rd and 4th. Yes, the Donks held the Raiders the next play, but no one else quite matched Dawk's fire in the 4th quarter.

DROPS: If you think the talk of Raider fans being some rough looking dudes and, ahem, ladies, is just a stereotype - think again. There they were, hopelessly out of playoff contention, but reppin with mohawks, sweatpants, cardboard cut outs of tombstones for their kids, Bo Jackson throwbacks, chain smoking, bandana wearing freaks. The Star Wars bar is mighty welcoming compared to that lot.

DROPS: This game had a chance to be over in the first quarter, but the young McHoodie tried to go cut on us all. A screen pass is a great call. A screen pass to your star offensive tackle is just stupid. A QB sneak on a non-descript down is alright, one on second and four is just weird. Line the ball up and go smash mouth at the Raiders and demoralize them early. Short passes to your tight end (Scheffler: milk carton), a quick pass to the best player on the field Brandon Marshall. Don't overthink, do over score.

DROPS: The Raiders rushed for seven yards a tote. That isn't the aforementioned Bo Jackson back there. Nor Marcus Allen, Lawrence McCutcheon, Napoleon McCallum, hell Vince Evans running a scramble. Those were dudes on your Fantasy League's waiver wire running over your Donk defense. Couple that with Charlie Frye/JP Losman/JaMarcus Russell throwing to another bunch of no-names and this should've - should've - been easy pickings for the Orange. Blitze the damn shit out of the QB and force them to make crappy throws.

PROPS: Even with the loss, the Donks find themselves tied with or leading most of the AFC, the Birmingham Stallions, the Iowa Barnstormers, AC Milan, and Portland State for a wildcard spot.

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