Rams. Somebody on the Seahawks has PMS. [Final Score: Rams 27 Seahawks 20. One down.]
Chargers. The Drew Crew makes for a potent brew. [Man, what a stoopid ballgame. High school coaching by the Chargers. Coaches screaming at each other on the Jets. Idiotic penalties by both teams. The Jets should have won in regulation. And the Chargers should have won in overtime. Final Score: Jets 20 Chargers 17.]
Colts. Wherever he plays is Peyton's Place. And The Edge gives them the edge. [Final Score: ZZZZZZZZZ. This one was over by the second inning.]
Packers. Bret Favre lowered his golf handicap to one in the off season. That man is focused. [Final Score: Vikes 31 Green Bay 17. The Vikes all showed up on the same day. Play of the game: Green Bay gets within Favre range -- only down by one touchdown. Vikings with the ball. Randy Moss gimps out on the field. Guys in the booth -- "Green Bay won't have to double cover Moss anymore, that ankle is really hurtin'." Green Bay coaches agree. Mrs. Linklater, laughing outloud, "He's playing possum, you idiots." Culpepper sees Al Harris in single coverage. Moss takes off at close to max speed. He only has to do it once. He can rest his ankle afterward. Culpepper heaves it. Touchdown. Al Harris will be looking for a job next year.]
Mrs. Linklater bats .500. Great in baseball. Not so great in prognostication. No home team advantage this year.
By the way, Mrs. Linklater is STILL picking Pittsburgh all the way. Big Ben -- Super Bowl MVP. The Bus -- his team's MVP.
Thank you. Thank you very much.