Looka this clown

[NJCowboy]

(Sorry about that term Mods- but It had to be used)

"I saw frustration, I saw a ticked-off coach, and that's bigger than anything, better than anything I've felt during my seven years in the NFL," Ekuban, a Cowboy from 1999-2003, told Denver reporters about his former coach. "I wanted this one bad. To see the look on Bill Parcells' face when he was walking off the field, that's all the Thanksgiving I need. I don't need no turkey tonight."

Nothing infuriates me more then a usless bag of crap getting over on someone ....Ekuban was not re-signed b/c he was worse than Shante Carver...

 

[Rack]

He should be upset at himself for being a sucky DE. If he were worth half a crap he'd still be a cowboy.

 

[TheHustler]

Olds news. Posted earlier in the week.

 

[Reality]

better than anything I've felt during my seven years in the NFL

That to me is just sad ...

-Reality

 

[LaTunaNostra]

Well, the NY press picked up the Ek quote. This is a Lisa Olsen column in the NY Daily News.

http://www.nydailynews.com/sports/story/371240p-315859c.html

They can wipe the
smile off Tuna's face

Giants hope they can bring out Bill Parcells' ugly side when Big Blue and Big D clash tomorrow.

Bill Parcells wore the look of a man who had just guzzled gasoline. It tickled the Broncos to watch the pain and disgust crawl slowly across Parcells' jowls.

This was in the warm glow of Denver's 24-21 Thanksgiving overtime win against Dallas, a game that created all sorts of juicy possibilities for tomorrow's visit by the Cowboys. The moment the winning field goal flipped through the goal posts at Texas Stadium on Nov. 24, Broncos defensive lineman Ebenezer Ekuban found himself searching for Parcells through the thick stream of bodies flooding the field.


"I saw frustration, I saw a ticked-off coach, and that's bigger than anything, better than anything I've felt during my seven years in the NFL," Ekuban, a Cowboy from 1999-2003, told Denver reporters about his former coach. "I wanted this one bad. To see the look on Bill Parcells' face when he was walking off the field, that's all the Thanksgiving I need. I don't need no turkey tonight."


If only the Giants could recreate that look, maybe capture it in all its twisted glory as Parcells trudges across the Meadowlands turf in the frigid shadows following the clash of these 7-4 rivals. Even a scowl would do, because that would mean the Giants had exclusive rights to first place in the NFC East with only four games remaining in the season. A loss, and, well, Antonio Pierce can't even force his brain to think in such a negative manner.


"So many strange things happen in this game, but yeah, we know whoever wins this game is most likely going to win the division. That's how big it is," Pierce, the Giants' linebacker, said yesterday. "We win the division, we're in the playoffs. Simple as that."


Someone asked him if the Giants would get extra satisfaction from beating a team coached by the great Parcells. Would they scan his face for signs of distress the way Ekuban had? Wouldn't an adverse reaction make a win against Dallas just slightly sweeter?


"No," said Pierce, refusing to buy into the prevailing notion that any time Parcells returns to New Jersey it's reason to start up the marching band. "It's all about winning the division, nothing more. We've been neck-and-neck with these guys since the beginning of the season. This is the game where it all shakes out. This is the game where we see what we've really got."


Pierce, you might remember, was the loud voice shattering the numbness in the visitors' locker room in Seattle on Sunday, following the Giants' own 24-21 overtime loss. While coach Tom Coughlin looked as if he had been stunned by a Taser, kicker Jay Feely strained to keep his head up and the offensive linemen tried hard not to jump prematurely into despondency, Pierce shouted reminders that shoved everyone into the future.


"Got the Cowboys coming into our house!" Pierce yelled, and in a few days there was Feely, vowing to "try to knock somebody's head off on a kickoff and take out my aggression on Dallas and on the returner," and there wasn't much reason to wonder how he'd recover from missing those three would-be game-winning field-goals against Seattle.


"Can't dwell on this one!" Pierce had hollered, and there were Luke Petitgout and David Diehl, practically swearing on the souls of their unborn children they would not suffer a repeat of the yips that plagued them in Seattle. Combined, the pair was called for eight false starts and a holding penalty. It was like watching the coyote run off the cliff, again and again.


Yesterday Diehl said, "I can personally guarantee that I will never let that happen to me ever again, where I hurt my offense and where I hurt the team." Assuming swarms of Giants season-ticket holders don't turn their seats over to Cowboy fans, the noise won't be an excuse, but nobody can promise the Giants won't go into another of their mid-game funks that turn the final few minutes into a mad scramble for points.


Their propensity for saving the best for last can be traced back to that first Dallas game of the season, a 16-13 overtime loss that wiped the gloss off Eli Manning's 24-yard touchdown pass to Jeremy Shockey with 19 seconds remaining that had tied the score at 13.


The look that crossed Parcells' face then was one of refined bliss, as both teams were only beginning to find their groove. Mix in the subsequent losses to Seattle and Minnesota and it's fair now to ponder if the Giants' tendency to bloom late isn't more psychological than anything.


"It puts us in a position where we're really gonna have to hustle to try to get into the playoffs," defensive end Michael Strahan said this week. "It shakes your confidence when you lose two in a row. I don't think anybody's thinking like that. I think everybody has a mind-set that we better win this game, we have no choice, it's almost do or die."


Check back around 4 p.m. tomorrow, to see if Parcells has guzzled more of the nasty stuff.

Originally published on December 2, 2005