Mamamontezz's Mental Rumpus Room

Go, Colts.

Tomorrow is the day the Indianapolis Colts face Denver for the second week in a row, this time to decide who goes home for the rest of the season and who moves along to the next round of playoff madness.

St. Peyton, the patron saint of Hoosier Land, will be leading the celestial forces of blue and white against the evil Jake Plummer and the infidel, horsey hordes of the Rocky Mountains at 1pm EST.

Well, sure, they beat us last weekend. It was a throw-away game from the word jump, and both teams knew it. The Colts cleared the pine that day, allowing a lot of ass-cramps to be worked out by folks that some of us thought had been superglued to the bench all season. By doing so, we kept a lot of our power players out of the game and off of the injury list. After watching that one incident during the game which resulted in a sizable fine to the Denver safety, it seems the Colts' coaching staff acted pretty damned prudently.

Glenn Beck, the talk-show host out of Philly, believes Denver will win in an upset. I could be reading this wrong, but as of 9:30pm tonight, the Colts are favored by 9.5 points. We will see what we will see. In the meantime, I need to make sure my blue fleece top is ready to wear tomorrow.

Update: 49-24, Colts over Denver. It was a lovely thing to hear as it unfolded over the radio on my way in to work. We shall not have so easy a time of it in Foxborough, or whatever the name of that city is where the Patriots play. 4:30EST next Sunday. I will be off that day, and I plan on enjoying an adult beverage while watching.

Go Horse!