Although the wild card and divisional championship weekends--where we pretty much can be couch potatoes for two days--are my favorites, well, the league championship games are pretty good too.

So, last Sunday--and it has been cold in the bay area, and, well, I understand it is a lot colder a lot of other places--so, I ran all my chores on Saturday, and made sure the pat was clear for some serious football watching Sunday.

I got the heater on in my office and Jazzmine and I hid ourselves away with a pile of munchies, watching pre-game festivities and writing profiles for our baseball draft kit as I waited for the Pats and Chargers to go at it.

Although I really did not hold out any hope that the Chargers would when. And, it is not like I want the Patriots to lose, but, I certainly want them to have to work for it, and, well, there are few things more exciting than a close sporting event.

But, it was the Packers game I was really interested in. Watching Brett Favre is just so much fun, and the Pack were playing so well. Plus, in my heart of hearts, I thought if anyone could match wits with and outduel Tom Brady, it was Favre.

And, well, like I noted, it was cold here and it gets colder elsewhere. But, well, I cannot imagine going outside in the cold that covered Green Bay last Sunday. I mean, that was real cold (as my friend Diane said someone once told her, "you know it is cold because your boogers freeze in your nose the minute you step outside.")

You could see it on the windy breath of Howie Long and ice burned face of Tom Coughlin. And, well, I was cold just thinking about it, let alone looking at it.

I still cannot imagine trying to catch a bullet NFL QB pass in that weather; or, hitting the frozen ground after a 300-pound linebacker has decked me: or, how my toe would feel trying to kick a ball that was probably like lead in weather like that.

Cold or not, it was a wonderful game, with five lead changes and a small town frenzy--and, let's face that one too, because in the big money NFL, a town like Green Bay and their franchise still tastes pleasantly of the American Dream in a manner we can all appreciate.

Somehow, as good old Brett had trouble getting his team moving in the second half, and the Giants simply being allowed too many chances, and eventually, overtime or not, New York did indeed prevail.

I would like to think that the Giants pass rush can put enough pressure on Brady, like the Chargers did, it can be a good game. I am not one of those people who thinks Eli Manning is a dog, by the way. He is young, and well, he is not as accomplished as his older brother, but, well, who is?

I think we all know the answer to that.

Tom Brady.