Tuck said it best. Never count out a Giant, never count out heart.
Everyone is comparing this team to '07, and rightfully so. Do you guys remember how we weren't even suppose to be in the playoffs? We were the little runts that squeaked in and were about to be one and done... until we weren't. Until the Giants flipped the script and went to Tampa Bay and did their thing. Then they went off to Dallas to face the team that was destined to have a showdown with the Pats in Arizona. And the Giants didn't lay down, they fought for every single yard during every play and won the game.
Then the Giants went to Green Bay. NO ONE could beat Bret Favre in -20 degree weather in Lambaue... no one but Eli Manning. No one but Michael Strahan, and Plaxico and Tom Coughlin and Brandon Jacobs and the NYG. Then off to Arizona. Nobody gave us a snowballs chance in hell. The Giants were the lamb being led to the slaughter. But then something special happened, something that will go down in history as one of the single greatest sports moments in the history of this game. Eli and Tyree and Plaxico and Strahan pulled out a miracle.
We heard this story before... The Giants will be nothing without Tiki, without Shockey, without Amani, without Plaxico, without Kevin Boss, without Steve Smith.
We shouldn't of even played the season. The Giants were suppose to be the bottom-feeders of the NFC-East this year. They were suppose to make way for the "Dream Team" and "America's Team" they were suppose to sit back and watch Michael Vick and Tony Romo put on circus performances while Eli led out a bunch of no-names to get destroyed every week.
But once again the Giants refused to lay down. Even after a huge slump down the stretch, getting tossed around by the NFC's top teams and with their backs against the ropes, the Giants kept fighting and proved to the Jets they weren't the 2nd rate team in New York.
And then the magic started again. The Giants started winning games no one gave them a snowball's shot in hell of being in. They weren't even suppose to be in the playoffs, let alone as contenders. Aaron Rodgers was suppose to have a cake-walk with them, Eli was suppose to fold like a house of cards to the 9ers defense, our team was suppose to be out of the playoffs before they even began.
Week after week, comeback win after comeback win, miracle after miracle, we've been watching something special, something magic.
And there's one more game. One more time for the Giants go out there and say that they aren't going to lay down for anybody, that they don't read the story-lines of what's suppose to happen. The Giants never heard the tale of Tom Terrific, because the only magic the Giants believe in is their own.