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	Rex Grossman was 11 of 26 for 144 yards and a touchdown on Saturday. Mike Moore/WireImage
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Oh my God, where can I get a bet down on the Colts -- quick! OK, it's seven. I don't care if they bet it up to eight or nine, I've got to get in on this thing. It's what? It's unprofessional and decidedly loony for a person of my status to place a wager? Agreed, you're right. I'm backing off. But man ...

What I Saw

I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me back up and give you a slight impression of ...

CHICAGO 39, NEW ORLEANS 14

It's halftime of Saints-Bears and Rex Grossman can't throw the ball in the ocean. The Bears are up 16-7, though, because their running game is going and, more important, because they are having great success at reaching in and, with monumental force, prying the ball loose from their victims. This is what is known as Bear Football. In 18th and 19th Century London it was called the Snatch and Grab, and the payoff usually was exile to Australia or Newgate prison and the hangman's noose.

Grossman, at this point, was 3-for-12 for 37 yards. Three for bloomin' twelve! It didn't get much better for him as he plodded through the third quarter. Two for his first eight. Meanwhile the Saints had scored on Reggie Bush's 88-yarder, and they could have gone up 17-16, except that Billy Cundiff missed a 47-yard field goal, a punk kick, short and to the right.

Billy Cundiff? What was the matter with John Carney, who was six-for-seven over 40 yards during the season? OK, the kick was into the wind, and you needed a strong leg, but Billy Cundiff, whose total production had been a missed 51-yarder? Maybe Carney was nursing some ailment I'm not aware of, but that sure looked like a dumb play by the Saints.

Move ahead to 1:47 left in the quarter. Grossman is now 5-for-20. He had picked up one first down in four series in the second half. You just don't win with these kind of numbers, but the Bears actually had stretched their lead to 18-14 on a safety. Chicago was on its own 15. At this point New Orleans could have won the game.

Boldness was called for. Grossman was ready to topple, but he needed a little help. The same old rush by a tiring front four wasn't going to do it. Go after him, be innovative, come up with some blitz package he hadn't seen, force a turnover, DO SOMETHING! But the Saints are virgins to this kind of pressure football. Gary Gibbs, in his first year of defensive coordinator with New Orleans, felt the icy fingers on the throat. Lay back and hope.

So they loosened up and handed Grossman three decent-sized completions. The corners played off. There was no pressure. Then panic, as Chicago entered field goal territory. A quick blitz, Grossman goes hot -- deep -- and Bernard Berrian makes a circus catch for the TD and the game's over. All that's left is two more Saints turnovers that turned the contest lopsided.