As a lifelong fan of the (still-)hapless New York Jets, choosing between our division rival Patriots and our crosstown rival Giants is like choosing between cholera and the plague. Still, having grown up in Vermont, and having some family members labouring under the Foxborough spell, I was lukewarmly supporting the Brady/Belichick cause. Another intense confrontation—maybe more compelling even than the original version—and again the same razor-thin result. A memorable night.