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9101040714
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<PUBLICATION>
DETROIT FREE PRESS
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<DATE>
910126
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<TDATE>
Saturday, January 26, 1991
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1B
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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<MEMO>
THE GREAT DEBATE
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<COPYRIGHT>
Copyright (c) 1991, Detroit Free Press
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<HEADLINE>
SYLVESTER IS BUFFALOED INTO PICKING BIG-TIME LOSER AGAIN
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Gee, Curt, another Super Bowl, and here you are, picking a team from
Niagara Falls. How appropriate, since every year in this debate you crawl into
a barrel and hurl yourself into the water. Splash!  Another loser. I don't
want to bring up last year, Curt, when you actually picked Denver to beat San
Francisco, and it turned out to be the worst blowout of all time, or the year
you picked Denver to  beat Washington, which turned out to be, what, the
second-worst blowout of all time, or the year you picked New England -- and
that mighty Patriot missile Tony Eason -- to beat the Chicago Bears, which
turned out to be, what, the third-worst blowout of all time? 

  I don't want to bring those up. 

  But I will.
  And I'll tell you why. I detect a pattern here, Curt. The pattern is this:
You are  getting senile.
  Buffalo? Curt. Have you been drinking the fish tank water again? Buffalo?
To win the Super Bowl? Think about how that sounds. "Buffalo wins the Super
Bowl." It's right up there with "Lions sign No. 1 pick before training camp." 
  Wait. Don't tell me. Here's why you're picking the Bills: You see Jim Kelly
come to the line without a huddle and call his own plays. And you think,
"Wow! How new! How innovative! I gotta pick this team!"
  Come on, Curt. In the old days of football -- when you were in your 60s --
all quarterbacks called their own plays. It was no big deal. Fact  is, the
no-huddle is about as "new" as the forward pass. And you remember when the
forward pass was invented, Curt. You covered that story.
  Listen, my silver-haired friend. You got the right state but the wrong
city. New York. As in Giants. They will win with brute defense. With a
grind-it-out offense. Let me ask you something: If the 49ers were here,
wouldn't you be picking them to win? Of course  you would, because last year
you didn't, and it was four months before you could leave your house.
  So learn something: If the Giants are good enough to beat San Francisco,
don't you think they can  handle Buffalo and their dancing defensive end Bruce
Smith? (By the way, Curt, I saw you at the bar last night, doing that Bruce
Smith dance on the table while trying to balance a beer can on your nose.
Those flight attendants were really impressed. They said so on the way out.)
  But then dancing was never your thing, Curt, not since leisure suits went
out of style. And predictions aren't your thing,  either. I know you're real
proud of that thank-you note John Elway sent you for being the only idiot in
the country to pick the Broncos last year. And as long as you insist on going
with the Bills this  Sunday, you better make room for another thank-you note,
from their 62-year-old coach, Marv Levy.
  Which should make you very happy, since you used to coach his Little League
team.
  Happy splashdown.
  New York 24, Buffalo 14.
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<KEYWORDS>
SUPER BOWL; FORECAST
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