Added Dilfer, "We could've knelt on the ball all day long and won."
With his season over and his future uncertain, Dilfer—who will become a free agent unless the Bucs elect to exercise a $4.2 million option early next year-returned to the sideline late in the third quarter with his right arm in a sling and settled into his new role as cheerleader. Light-headed from the Vicodin he was given for his aching collarbone, Dilfer chatted up King like a morning radio deejay. Finally, during a Seahawks timeout with 3:22 remaining, Dilfer crossed the line. " Shaun," Dilfer said, almost panting, "you've got to work the clock. Milk it for all it's worth."
" Trent," King shot back, "will you please chill?" Dilfer flinched, then looked back at King. "I've got it under control," King said.
The Bucs hope it stays that way.