Normally, this is a nice, quiet week for this football column. We do a quick post mortem on the two teams that lost the championship games, mention which coaches got hired, and save all the good stuff for the Super Bowl preview.
Not this week, my friends. This is suddenly the week the Hall of Fame and the Pro Bowl were both revealed to be hilariously embarrassing.
I can tell you, Shedeur Sanders being named to one and Bill Belichick not being named to the other? Both of those decisions are wrong on a level I have not seen since I tried to represent myself in a divorce, and wound up not only paying alimony, but also being legally required to wash the judge’s car twice a week.
I know wrong, because quite often, I am also jarringly incorrect, which I freely admit. Let’s take a look back at some of my many predictions this season, where I can give myself full blame and credit for what I got wrong and right.
On the Micah Parsons trade, 8/29/25: “…Even if Dallas gets a couple of first-round picks, they probably wouldn’t even be in the top fifteen.”
Verdict: Dead on here. Dallas gets the 20th pick in the draft. Jerry Jones did use some of the other picks to rebuild the interior of the defensive line. Now, he just needs to fix every other part of it.
My Cowboys preseason prediction, 9/2/25: “This is a team full of question marks, an enigma wrapped in a riddleand smothered in secret sauce. On paper, they’ve got a good offense, quite possibly very good. They also have question marks on the coaching staff, a rough division, and they just dumped one of the best defensive players in the league for draft picks that won’t help them for 2-3 years.”
Verdict: That sure sounds like 7-9-1 to me, doesn’t it? I was way off on the division, but it didn’t help.
On my preseason picks, 9/2/25:“The only wager I will make this year on the Browns is that Shedeur Sanders will start a game, and I’m setting the over/under for that on November 9th. They’ll be 2-6, and at the 3-5 Jets.”
Verdict: I was off, but close. The Browns were2-6 for that game and the Jets were 1-7, but Sanders didn’t get his first start until two weeks later, when he became one of many quarterbacks to beat the Raiders this year.
My playoff picks, 9/4/25:“I’ll take Buffalo, Baltimore, Jacksonville, and Kansas City to win their divisions, Cincinnati, the LA Chargers, and Denver for wild cards. For the NFC, Philadelphia, Green Bay, Atlanta, and the LA Rams to win divisions, with Detroit, Tampa Bay, and San Francisco as wild card teams. And yes, I know that means I’m saying no playoffs for the Texans, Steelers, Commanders, Vikings, or Seahawks.
Verdict: This season, I was pretty stinko early. And for the rest of my life, I feel like you’re going to keep bringing up that I didn’t even have the NFC Champion and Super Bowl favorite as a playoff team, dear reader. I deserve that.
On Indianapolis, 9/4/25: “The Colts choosing between Anthony Richardson and Daniel Jones feels like a horror movie Jordan Peele would make about the NFL Draft.”
Verdict: Can I get partial credit that I was right about one of those guys, at least?
On the Bucs, 9/25/25: “Is Tampa Bay just that team that’s going to be magic all year?”
Verdict: That’s a negatory, Big Daddy.
On the Cowboys, 10/2/25: “Dallas looks like one of several teams this year who’re so much better on one side of the ball than the other, they’re going to be in every game. And heartbreakingly lose a bunch of those too.”
Verdict: Completely correct, but this one was like predicting water will be wet, or that a new Christopher Nolan movie is going to be really long.
On whether Drake Maye is the new Tom Brady, 10/9/25: ”Slow down, hoss. The kid is good, but let’s not put too many unreasonable expectations on him just because he outdueled the Bills.”
Verdict: I didn’t want this to be true. I really didn’t.
On the Texans, 11/21/25: “The Texans defense is legit, but their offense is terrible, and that doesn’t bode well. Watching them islike watching a luxury car that’s missing a couple of gears.”
Verdict: In the playoffs, that luxury car crashed through a dynamite factory located behind a petting zoo in a slaughterhouse. You know what? I think I’ve lost the metaphor here. Let’s just say it was bad.
On the Bears, 11/21/25: “The Bears have won seven of eight and are in first place, and no one outside of the greater Chicago area seems to know or care.”
Verdict: Oh, we all know now. After that playoff win against the Packers, a friend texted me that Caleb Williams might be the best quarterback the Bears have ever had. I responded by asking who’s in second place on that list, Sid Luckman? That year that Jim McMahon was healthy? That one season Jay Cutler became a meme? Williams is already better than that.
On the Cowboys playoff hopes, 11/28/25: “Dallas has five games left, and could be favored in all of those.“
Verdict: I was reaching. They lost four of five by an average of two touchdowns a game.
In better news for me, last week in the Championship round, I picked the Patriots to win by four points or fewer, they won by three. I also picked the Seahawks to win by three points or more, they won by four. What does this mean? I am either a genius, a wizard, or I’ve come back from the future with a copy of a sports almanac. I’ll let you decide. I’m now 9-3 straight up in the playoffs, and 10-2 against Vegas.
My Super Bowl picks on the game, commercials and everything else will be coming up next week. Don’t start without me.
Reid Kerr hopes Taylor Swift still gets to watch the Super Bowl.
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