As a taxi driver and current Off-Broadway darling, I know a lot about football.
 

 

The Giants swept aside the Packers in Green Bay on Sunday. They prevailed through grit, cunning, and despite suspect home-field officiating throughout (bad spots, late hits, chronic holding, and a fumble deemed to be a turnover by everyone in the world but 2 high-ranking zebras = refs). The Giants responded to shoddy refereeing with sustained play so strong as to be undeniable.
 

And it wasn’t just on Sunday. Of late, teams are permitted to appeal unfavorable rulings by means of a challenge flag. Giant head coach Tom Coughlin’s last 8 challenges have been denied. That’s the longest current streak in the league. But the 8-challenge losing streak coincides with a 4-game winning streak against top opponents. That’s an awesome inverse relationship. Close–calls-against-us and wins.
 

Rather than sulk or finger-point, the Giants persevere. As a lifelong Giants fan I love that. As a New Yorker I’m proud of it. In my personal and professional life I aspire to it. And so does my mascot.
 

Yes, I have my own mascot (given the choice who wouldn’t?). And my mascot hasn’t missed a performance of Ted Greenberg’s The Complete Performer in over 3 years and despite much adversity.
 

Throughout 2010 my mascot performed with a separated shoulder.
 

 
Every one of my shows ends with a cab ride home for winning audience members. In the 22-inch snow storm of ’09 my mascot was with me in the front seat.
 

See my show, Ted Greenberg’s The Complete Performer, and you’ll see why my mascot is a New York Giant.