And then there were four. If you went to your local bookie after taking my picks for the NFL Divisional Playoffs to bet the farm and wish to contact me about it, my name Peggy. You have problem?

But let's face it, my prognosticating methods are a bit unconventional (see: demented). I picked Seattle for one reason only. Because if they won it would totally blow your mind. Okay, two reasons: Chicago QB Jay Cutler is a head case and has a perpetual smug expression that makes you want to hit him in the face with a pie (Made with Ex-Lax and broken glass).

I picked Baltimore because I have a thing against rooting for rapists.

But Bill, what about Ray Lewis and that obstruction of justice thing with a murder investig…

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-let's not muddy the waters any more than we have to, m'kay?

I thought the Pats were hot and the Jets were hot air. Looks like somebody replaced coach Belichick's videos of the Jets private practices with Hard Knocks. Serves Tom Brady right. Now he can watch the Super Bowl like the rest of us. At home. His 22,000 square foot home on a 103-inch plasma screen TV resting his feet on a stack of cash. I'll bet his supermodel wife makes him get his own beer. Ha! Sucker. Get a haircut, hippy!

This article appears in Jan 13-19, 2011.