Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Packers * Steelers I was living in the Dallas area during the week when Super Bowl XLV was played at Cowboys Stadium, now AT&T Stadium. It snowed that week, then that snow thawed a little and turned into black ice, and then it snowed
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Vikings * Chargers The Chargers are 4-3 but feel like a team on a slow spiral out of control. Despite losing all-everything LT Rashawn Slater before the season’s outset, they came to the gates like the best team in the league through the first three
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Falcons * 49ers Matt Ryan pressed his right foot into the turf at the ten, swung his hips, and lofted an easy pass to Tevin Coleman, who caught it at his waist as he sprinted alone in the right flat near the numbers. Coleman had lost
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Lions * Chiefs The Andy Reid/Patrick Mahomes Chiefs used to bring about such excitement in their infancy together that it seemed to ride on old momentum for two more. It took a while for our emotions to catch up, but finally, we logged it in
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Eagles * Giants This wasn’t how the weekend was supposed to go. The Eagles—the reigning champs, winners of 20 of their last 21—were rolling. QB Jalen Hurts reared back and fired along the right sideline, plunking a moon ball into the chest of
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Patriots * Bills “I think with this field position, you have to just run it out. You have to play for overtime.” Describing John Madden’s voice as a bullhorn is facile. As tinny or coarse? Possibly, but with nuance, because he also sounds like an
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * 49ers * Rams Heading east from Ray Muth Park, where you’d detect children laughing, whistles blowing, and the scent of hot dogs and cotton candy on the air, you’d turn right onto Marblehead. On a slow Saturday, traffic would be predictably light; sleepy maples
Mat Irby’s Quick Slant * Packers * Cowboys One February night, peacefulness settled over Dallas. The air was 45 degrees, clear and tranquil, ideal for a small sect of socialites wandering beneath the neon of Victory Plaza, as still as a suburb. The news cycle was light: the Dallas Open was