Let me paint you a picture with my imagination brush (gay)...... The Bengals (in the form of a single man made out of metal..... and bullets.... yeah metal and bullets) are in a smokey bar just minding his own business when he notices two fellows shooting a game of nine ball, the gentleman's game. One of these men is the Colts (in the form of a tried and true veteran) and the other is the Saints (in the form of a man who is on the bubble of being considered great). The metal/bullet man strolles confidently, crotch out, up to the pool table where it is expected of him to place his quarters on the table signifying that he wants to play the winner. That's not quite what happens though, as he throws a curve ball and drops his uh... ball bearings over the side pocket signifying that he will play both the winner and loser. The record player stops and everybody in the bar is stunned into silence.
What are you trying to say.... The Bengals are actually a tea bagging robot who harrasses billiards players at local bars? No not quite. What I'm trying to say (and what I should have said instead of making this terrible analogy) is that the Bengals will play the super bowl champions and the super bowl runners up next season. It doesn't matter who wins and who loses, the Bengals take them on no matter what.
So what will happen? Back to the bar. Metal/bullet/Bengal catches the Colts and Saints off guard by bludgeoning them to death with his weighted custom made pool cue. Metal/bullet/Bengal wins. While I don't expect to see murder on the field next season, I expect nothing less than a 2-0 record when it comes to playing the Colts and Saints.
Kind of like this but with more bullets.
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