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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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941220
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Tuesday, December 20, 1994
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1C
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Drawing Color DICK MAYER
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MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1994, Detroit Free Press
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THE HUDDLE
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Happy Holidays! This week we welcome Santa Claus to the Huddle, and Santa,
we've got a special job all picked out. You get to blow up anyone who asks
about the NFC playoff picture. OK? Got your  hand on that dynamite?

  Ho, ho, ho.

  Good. Hut one, hut two . . . HUDDLE UP!
  WHO'S IN THIS WEEK: Shawn Bouwens, Kevin Glover, Herman Moore (if the Pro
Bowl doesn't take him, we will), Mel  Gray, Dave Krieg, Barry Sanders
(lifetime membership), Bill Parcells (for getting rid of the Bills, finally),
the Pittsburgh defense, the 49ers offense, Matt Millen (who had the guts to
call Marc Spindler  a "knucklehead"), Brett "Nutsy But Gutsy" Favre, Billy,
Mike and James from the Lions PR staff, the Howling Diablos, and Big Daddy's
Parthenon restaurant, with portions the size of Crete.
  WHO'S  OUT: The Eagles, the Broncos, Vinny Testaverde (that's a playoff
quarterback?), Dan Marino, Derrick Alexander (didn't you learn anything at
Michigan?), Jimmy Johnson, Ahmad Rashad, Howie Long, and the  rest of those
jealous TV types who think their plans for next year are so important we
should all stay home and watch. Do the words "I didn't have the sound on" mean
anything to you?
  Hey, Huddle.  If the Lions lose, but the Bears win, and the Packers and
Vikings are canceled due to snow --
  Santa?
  BOOM!
  Any more questions?
  Outta my way, Huddle . . . huff . . . puff . . .
  Jim Kelly. Whatcha doin', Bill Man?
  Working out . . . huff . . . Gotta get healthy for the playoffs . . . puff
. . . puff.
  Uh, Jim? Why don't you rest?
  No way! January's comin'. Gotta  be sharp, got --
  YOU'RE OUT, JIM. OK? ELIMINATED? 
  What? Did Thurman forget his helmet again?
  No. Sorry. You lost. You missed the playoffs.
  We . . . I . . . lost? . . . boo-hooo-hoo  . . . WAAH!
  Aw, don't cry. Santa, give him something.
  BOOM!
  That's not what I meant. 
  Hey, Huddle, did you see that little remote control car interrupt the
Seattle-Raiders game?
  I thought that was Jerry Ball's limo.
  Hey, Huddle, can Barry get 169 yards Sunday?
  If he asks nicely.
  Hey, Huddle, if the Lions lose, the Vikings tie, and the Packers are wiped
out  by a bratwurst epidemic, then --
  BOOM!
  Excuse me! Urgent message for Santa!
  Hey, look. An elf. I didn't know elves wore glasses.
  Urgent message for Santa! Emergency at the North Pole!  I'm supposed to
take his place so he can get back.
  Wow, Santa. You better go. Thanks, little fella, you just step in here,
what did you say your name was?
  Holt . . . uh . . . Holtzer, no, Blitzen!  Rudolph!
  Wait a minute! Gimme that stocking hat . . . Lou Holtz! Impersonating an
elf? How low can you get?
  Oh, please, Santa! All I want for Christmas is to get into the Huddle!
Please oh  please oh please oh please?
  BOOOOOM!
  Whoa, Santa. Forget your decaf this morning?
  LET'S GO TO THE MAILBAG
  Dear Huddle: As a lifelong Buffalo Bills fan, I have one thing to say: If
everyone is so sick of the Bills, why don't they beat them and prevent them
from making the playoffs? -- Jonathan Chizick, Farmington Hills.
  Ask and ye shall receive.
  Dear Huddle: I'd like  to get my nephew, Mark Satawa, in the Huddle. A
present from me, his Auntie Lips. What do you say? -- Barbara Vicary.
  Only if you explain your nickname.
  Dear Huddle: I am a 110-pound woman  and never had the chance to play REAL
football. If I could be in the Huddle, it would ease my lifelong frustration.
-- Carolyn Kirk, Auburn Hills.
  Is someone spiking the egg nog again?
  Yo,  Huddle. How about Tampa Bay's four-game win streak?
  Yeah, I heard Nixon had some good days after Watergate, too.
  Hey, Huddle. What do you say we go down to Miami on Sunday night, and when
Don  Shula's not looking, we tip over his golf cart?
  Shhh. Santa's listening!
  One is the loneliest number . . . da-da-da . . . got that poll ready,
Huddle?
  OK, Jerry Rice. Here 'tis.
TOP      BOTTOM 
1. San Francisco  26. Philadelphia 
2. Dallas    27. Cincinnati 
3. Pittsburgh    28. Drivers Ed School 
4. Detroit    29. Houston
  Hud, what's Santa getting Terry Bradshaw?
  New material.
  OK, Huddle, if the Lions lose, the Vikings tie, the Bears and Packers
vaporize, and the season were to end today --
  BOOM! BOOM!  BOOM!
  Santa, you beast!
  Got a reason you should be in the Huddle? Write The Huddle, Detroit Free
Press Sports, 321 W. Lafayette, Detroit 48226, or fax 1-313-222-5983.
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