Nobody called from Vegas offering me a handicapping job, which does not come as a big surprise after my pathetic performance yesterday. I got just four games right out of 14 in Week 2, which has got to be more than one standard deviation from the statistical norm. I believe a trained seal with a leaky fountain pen could have gotten five or six right, but at least I got the push in the Bears/Panthers game.

It was quite disappointing after a strong performance last week (that I did not publish here, but have plenty of witnesses to my 13-3 mark). I did get my Pick of the Week right when the Colts staged a late comeback to cover their two-point spread against the Minnesota Vikings, but I'll know better than to put any more confidence in Payton and Company until the Colts get their offensive line a little healthier.

If there is a silver lining here, it's that I was able to boost the self-esteem of all the posters who picked against me this weekend. Making others feel good about themselves makes me feel good about myself, even after a 4-10-1 week that the Cowboys won't be able to fix tonight.