We needed Arizona-Green Bay. I watched only a few televised college games in their entirety all season. But I fit my Sundays around the NFL. When I wasn't there, I watched on TV.
The NFL product, I think, is vastly superior to college ball. It's more exciting, more unpredictable and, despite the absence of alumni, more fun. By any quantifiable standard, it is the national pastime. And if nobody else liked it, I would continue to.
But the Wild Card games were nondescript. The New York Jets handled Cincinnati. Dallas beat up Philadelphia. Baltimore ran over New England. And Arizona was running up the score 17-0 against hte Packers.
And then Green Bay came back behind brilliant passing and offensive play-calling and an onside kick, and we were treated to one of the great playoff games of all time. Up and down and back and forth, and nobody could stop anybody, and there was Dom Capers, a true gentlemen, a great assistant and Green Bay's defensive coordinator, about to pull out his very expensive hair.
I never touched mine. I can't remember the last time a game made me yell as often as that one did. It was a joy to watch, and as good as sports gets, and one more reminder of why the NFL is where every other sport would like to be.