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8601040653
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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860126
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Sunday, January 26, 1986
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1G
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Drawing Color DICK MAYER
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM Free Press Sports Writer
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<COPYRIGHT>
Copyright (c) 1986, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
WHO WILL WIN? ONE SUPER ARGUMENT
SOBER UP! BEARS JUST TOO MEAN
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NEW ORLEANS -- Ah, Curt. My friend. My old friend. My very, very old
friend. Just how old are you, anyhow? Well, never mind. Obviously a few of
those funny pink drinks you've become so fond of down  here are still in your
system. That must be why you're under the bed there with only your feet
sticking out.

  Or maybe it's your prediction. The Patriots? Winning the Super Bowl? They
have as much  of a chance as a marshmallow in a blast furnace -- or, looking
at you right now, about as much chance as you have of reciting the alphabet.
Curt, buddy, you look bad.

  Sober up. What the Bears will  do to New England today should be banned in
Boston, and probably will be, given the history of that place. You want to see
annihilation?  Watch today. We are talking ugly. We are talking brutal. A team
 is only as good as its parts, and what kind of junk heap is New England?
  Take their quarterback. Tony Eason? Yeah. Right. How many Super Bowls have
been won by a guy carrying Kleenex? 
  Their  running game? You call those guys runners? Dudley Do- Right at
halfback and some tropical plant life at fullback. Mosi Tatupu? What is that?
A vine?
  Curt, my friend, if you'll stop counting those  purple elephants for a
second, I'm sure you'll agree that the Patriots are here by the good graces of
a dozen butterfingered men who play for the Jets, Raiders and Dolphins. Any of
those fumbling teams  could make as strong a case for being in the Super Bowl
as the Pats. Can any team make a similar claim about the Bears? Who? The Rams?
The Giants? Come on.
  The Bears are simply the finest assemblage  of meanness to come down the
NFL pike since Pittsburgh -- which, you might recall, won a Super Bowl or two
along the way. Do you remember that, Curt? How many fingers, Curt?
  Jim McMahon has done  what Joe Namath did before his Super Bowl --  divert
the pressure through pre-game antics. And no jokes about his butt, lest he
kick a few today. Walter Payton? You think that guy has waited 11 years  to
have a mediocre game? Richard Dent? He's only got about a million dollars in
contract money riding on this. Fencik, Singletary, Wilson? Hey, these guys
have families watching.
  They will deliver.  Besides, the reason defensive teams win the big
football games is because you can still play defense if you're nervous.
Usually you play harder. The Bears are a great defensive team. I would not
want  to be wearing red out there today.
  But you insist on siding with New England. Well. What can you expect from a
man who is climbing the drapes and making monkey sounds? Come down, will you?
Act your  age. If you can still count that high.
  Tell you what -- if the Pats win, I'll buy the aspirin you'll so direly
need tomorrow morning. Until then, make it 31-10, Bears.
  OK, Curt? Curt? Uh, wake  up, Curt.
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<KEYWORDS>
FOOTBALL;SUPER BOWL
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