It is often the case, in life and in football, when the expected path is the safest. This is why, for instance, we see pro football coaches punt the ball away time and again on 4th-and-inches; you rarely get overt criticism for taking the safe route. In Week Ten of the 2013 NFL Suicide Pool season, the safest bet is the Titans of Tennessee.
There comes a time, however, every so often in the life of a man, when another path must be taken. I am reminded of Frost, who took the road less traveled, which made all the difference. This is why, for instance, we see coaches like Sean Payton attempt onside kicks in the Superbowl---and win---or why each week we get a handful of anti-establishment participant selections---in hopes of the heavy scythe. This week, Week the Tenth of 2013, the New York Football Giants represent the anti-establishment pick.
But there is another poem, far less well known, written in parody and satire of Frost, with wisdom in spades which it carries as follows:
"Two roads diverge in a frosty wood,
And I, who know them not of my design,
Reject them both to forge a new one;
Not one to travel once traveled-by ways,
The path I travel is mine: the true one."
The Swami is not one to travel once traveled-by ways. The Swami always follows his own design. His path is always the true one. Which is why, in this Tenth Week of the Year Two Thousand Thirteen, he will take neither of two roads presented, and instead take a massive flying leap from the heights of the tallest of all cliffs.
There is sparkling water below, but whether Swami clears the jagged rocks that lie waiting to splash down in that sweet blue splendor is as yet undetermined, and the Reaper likes his odds. Still, it cannot be helped. The path ahead is clear.
The Swami picks the Jacksonville Jaguars to win in Week 10.
That is all.
