Among other assorted derring-do. Randy Moss caught a 50-yard touchdown pass yesterday. Actually to be precise, Randy Moss' right elbow caught a 50-yard touchdown pass yesterday. Right fucking elbow-- I shit you not. In double coverage. Elbow. 50 yards. Randy Moss' elbow by itself is better 75% of the receivers in the league. Right now, the Jaguars are trying to put together a trade offer for the elbow.
Is there any thing that Brady can't heave wildly into the horizon that Moss can't go up and get? The Brady-Moss connection has now evolved from a formidable offensive stratagem to a free-wheeling, barnstorming daredevil circus act. Next week, I fully expect to see a blindfolded Brady chucking passes two at a time across a minefield while a straight-jacketed Moss catches them nonchalantly with his feet as Stars and Stripes Forever blares in the background. Or Brady winging exploding pineapples instead of footballs. At this point, I'm willing to believe anything.