When the game started and the Giants began that first drive that ate up over half the first quarter, the Misanthrope turned to the Scottish Lass and said, "The Giants are playing this thing perfectly. They will score first and Brady will have been sitting on the sidelines, getting cold, for the first ten minutes of the game."
And it just got better. The Giants defense swarmed Brady so effectively that they eventually got into his head. You could see the defeat in his eyes when he walked out of the locker room for the second half. Doubt had been placed where there had been little doubt the whole season.
As the game progressed, I thought that the Giants defense would start to tire and make mistakes. And they did start to lose some steam. But somehow they found another well of energy and they put in an unbelievable showing to the end. Those guys really believed in themselves. It was absolutely awe-inspiring to watch.
But the play that few will ever forget was Manning twisting himself free from what looked like a game-ending sack to drop and hit Tyree to keep the dream alive.
Insane. Just insane.
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