Despite an organizational brand premised on steadiness and continuity, Giants fans have become accustomed in the last several years to sudden change.
EAST RUTHERFORD—The Giants’ 42-7 blowout of the Eagles was a desperate illustration of what they are capable of when they get it all together, hinting at what they could have accomplished in the postseason if they had simply gotten it together a little more often.
One of the pleasures of arriving early to a Giants game is observing Tom Coughlin ritual of shaking hands with all 46 players who dress.
The championship-caliber narrative of the Giants' season was kept alive on Sunday by a fingertip.(2)
Someone put something in Bradshaw’s coffee yesterday. FOX cameras spotted this early and trained on him for the rest of the game. It started during the ritual playing of “Hell’s Bells” before the opening kickoff, during which Bradshaw ardently drummed along, and then engaged a besuited middle-aged corporate type who happened to be standing on the sideline in a moment of rhythmic head-bobbing.
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Rueben Randle, showered and in street clothes, was two steps toward the door of the Giants locker room when I intercepted him last Thursday. Perhaps if he weren’t a rookie, he would have shrugged and kept going. But he is one, and he didn’t want to give the impression that he was cutting corners.
It’s always dangerous to start calling for changes after gut-punch losses like last night’s 19-17 loss to the Philadelphia Eagles, during which 100 percent of Giants fans watching on television were 100 percent sure that Lawrence Tynes had split the uprights with his second-chance field goal attempt.
Lost amid the excitement of Eli Manning's giveth-and-taketh-away routine with the Tampa Bay Buccaneers' defense on Sunday were some auspicious signs about the return of the Giants’ running game.
You remember the running game, don’t you? It was so dominant in 2008, when the Giants led the league with 2,518 rushing yards, at 5 yards per carry, that writers were touting the offensive line for league MVP. But it slipped to the league’s worst unit last year, and the Giants’ ability to pass their way to a Super Bowl officially retired the old cliché that teams must “establish the run," and replaced it with a new one, that “the N.F.L. is a passing league.”
Still, it helps to have a good running game.
We had heard that David Wilson was fast, but that description applies to a lot of guys who don’t make it.
Another illustration of the disposability of N.F.L. players and the short memories of its fans and mythmakers: It wasn’t too long ago that Brandon Jacobs was the popular embodiment of Giants Football. The team was a throwback to an era of bruising, honest offenses, and so was he.(4)
The sentiment of Giants fans after yesterday’s thrilling win over the Arizona Cardinals can be summed up thusly: At 3-1, nobody’s complaining.
Nobody’s complaining about benefiting from a controversial call on receiver Victor Cruz’s boneheaded voluntary fumble, which otherwise would have cost the Giants the game. (It was the right call, despite what NFL rules guru Mike Pereira initially said.) Nobody’s complaining about an ugly win against what is probably a subpar team. Nobody’s complaining about a defense that gave up 156 rushing yards to a ground attack that hadn’t cracked 100 all year. And nobody’s complaining about the Giants’ running game, which looked bad yesterday, like it has all season.
“What’s the one thing you want people to know about Ahmad Bradshaw?” I asked the Giants running back during an interview at his practice facility locker nearly two weeks ago. “That I’m friendly,” he said, and looked down as he flashed a wide smile.
Each day, the New York tabloids vie to sell readers at the newsstands on outrageous headlines, dramatic photography, and, occasionally, great reporting. Who is today's winner?(1)