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Super Bowl XXXV memories . . . Part VI
The Giants presumably are in the air as I write this, bound for the um, damp, chilly desert.
The last time they flew to a Super Bowl city, the in-flight movie was "Remember the Titans," which seemed appropriate as one of their four losses that regular season was a horrendous rout in Tennessee.
(Whatever motivation the movie provided did not translate onto the field against the Ravens.)
I have no idea what, if anything, the boys are watching today. I'm sure Arthur Staple will find out later. They probably all have personal DVD players anyway. Eli can bring the "Seinfeld" collections everybody kept offering him before the Packers game.
My flight Sunday showed "The Game Plan," featuring all sorts of people I know, from Boomer Esiason to Jay Glazer and even Jamal Duff, a defensive end who used to play for the Giants and who never quite was trusted by the coaches because he was into weird non-macho stuff like art and acting.
I can't say how Boomer and the rest did, as I didn't buy the $5 headphones and thus couldn't hear anything that was said.