Week 7 Recap:

Vs. W/L (8-6)
Vs. Spread (6-8)
Vs. O/U (7-7)

For the Season:

Vs W/L: 60-42-0
Vs Spread: 45-60-0
Vs. O/U: 52-50-1

Here’s where we’re at via the Spread relative to the “Sportsline Experts”:

Expert “P”: 60-42-0
Expert “J”: 55-47-0
Expert “H”: 56-46-0
Expert “R”: 51-51-0
Expert “S”: 49-53-0
Expert “D”: 48-54-0
PFN: 45-60-0

Better than last week, but still there’s a way to go.

Week 7 Game Balls:

Indianapolis: The defense stole Manning’s thunder on Monday night. The offense methodically did its job, no muss no fuss.

New England: It was simply an awesome display by the offense. Patriot fans ought to savor every moment of this, because the offense has played better than at any time in the team’s history. And for those among you who claim that Coach Machiavelli ran up the score on Miami, I would respectfully submit the fact that when the Dolphins were in the midst of their undefeated season in 1972, Coach Shula didn’t blink an eye when they rolled on the Patriots 52-0. Ancient history you ask? Some of us have long memories. That’s what makes Sunday’s win all the sweeter.

Buffalo: Looks like there’s no longer a quarterback controversy out there. Edwards has seized the day. The Bills are a team with grit and determination; it’s fantastic that they took down a pretender in the Ravens. There is talk that when the team’s 89-year old owner shuffles off this mortal coil that the team will be sold to the highest bidder and there will no longer be NFL football in the Western New York/Niagara region. That would be a travesty on a par with the Colts leaving Baltimore. The community support the team has enjoyed has been tremendous over the years. Hopefully someone with deep pockets will step in and save the day.

NY Giants: Big Blue just keeps rolling on. Good for them, and good for Coach Coughlin.

Duds:

Pittsburgh: They could’ve created breathing room in the division, but gave Denver a second life in the AFC West.

NY Jets: Dreadful.

Tampa Bay: How does a team outplay its opponent and still lose? Turnovers, my friend, them stinkin’ turnovers.