Moral Of The Story . . .

Don’t underestimate Eli Manning’s ability to come back late in the game and definitely don’t overlook David Tyree’s incredible athletic prowess in case the two connect for a game-saving pass play during the Super Bowl:

Michael Terry, 40, said he invited three neighborhood drug dealers to his Belmont Ave. apartment to smoke pot, drink beer and watch the Giants beat the Patriots on Feb. 3, 2008.

The Giants won, the four toasted the victory, and his guests refused to leave. They stayed for three days and began selling drugs out of his living room, Terry told a Bronx Supreme Court jury.

My Body Is A Pastime My Mind Is A Simple Joy I Learn My Lesson The Hardest Way

When you put it that way, I should have tried jacking some kid’s iPod instead:

A man convicted of three muggings in Queens, including an attack on a 101-year-old woman, was sentenced on Wednesday to 75 years in prison.

In imposing the sentence, Justice Gregory L. Lasak of State Supreme Court in Queens lashed out at the defendant, Jack Rhodes, 47, for preying on older women, and noted that his sentence added up to almost one year for every dollar he stole from his victims. Prosecutors also read a statement from his oldest victim, Rose Morat, now 103, whose assault was captured on surveillance tape and led to an intense hunt for her attacker.

Then there’s this charming realization:

Lasak reminded Rhodes that he would spend his declining years in a prison near the Canadian border with fewer and fewer visitors as the years go by.

“You’re going to get old and lonely up there. You’re going to become an old man,” Lasak said. “I wonder if the young inmates will show you the same respect that you showed Rose Morat, Solange Elizee and Angela Khan.”

Earlier: Jesus, What A Jerk.

It’s Time To Go Round A One Man Showdown Teach Us How to Fail

We don’t condone it, but we understand it:

Cops are hunting for a suspect, possibly fed up over parking tickets, who may fancy himself a rubber Robin Hood.

He slashed the tires of three NYPD Parking Enforcement cars in broad daylight on Monday.

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Westchester Square has gained an infamous reputation for ticket blitzes against shoppers.

Struggling merchants also complain the agents hog precious metered spots with both official vehicles and their personal ones, which never seem to get ticketed.

“I’m not surprised that frustration would run that high, and that people would attempt to lash back out at enforcement in an improper manner,” said John Bonizio, president of the Association of the Merchants and Business Professionals of Westchester Square.

“Parking violation issues are the No. 1 complaint across New York City that people have about enforcement. It’s fraud.”

Merchants said the constant ticketing is hurting their business.

“It’s killing us,” said Marco Rossetti, 33, co-owner of Frank and Joe’s Deli in Westchester Square. “It’s wrong, but I can understand his frustration.

“Truthfully, we’re not given a chance. Their office is located directly above us. The agents come down 10, 15 at a time, stand in front of my store. People that pull over don’t get a second to stop.”

Location Scout: Westchester Square.

Eric’s Ferry Trip

The plants have ears, man, and new Staten Island Ferry rules intend to protect plant life against loud sounds:

A complete overhaul of the ferry system’s official code of conduct — which will go into effect in late January — includes updates reflecting tightened security and operational changes, as well as new prohibitions against feeding animals, exposing oneself, or fishing from a ferry or ferry dock.

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The new rules define “unreasonable noise,” as any “excessive or unusually loud sound that disturbs the peace, comfort or repose of a reasonable person of normal sensitivities, injures or endangers the health or safety of a reasonable person of normal sensitivities, or which causes injury to plant or animal life, or damage to property or business.”

Among the examples included of prohibited noise levels are music coming from a person’s iPod earbuds that is “plainly audible” to another individual standing 5 feet or more away. Also forbidden are sounds that register more than 7 decibels overnight, or 10 decibels during the day that can be heard above ambient sound at a distance of 15 or more feet.

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As for the quirkier rules, as far as anyone at DOT can remember, no one has actually been caught fishing from a ferryboat, but the rule was added to forestall anyone from trying. In addition to fears that an unsuspecting passenger could accidentally end up snared at the end of an angler’s hook, fishing line and boat propellers don’t mix.

Location Scout: Staten Island Ferry.

I Love Livin’ In The City!

Maybe you thought your living situation was bad:

Not so long ago, pigeons were being raised on the roof of 2320 Aqueduct, prompting an invasion of rats on the floors below. More recently, prostitutes plied their trade in the lobby’s utility closet (and, when kicked out, they merely took their johns to a nearby radiator and sprawled on it). When the dope dealer out front concluded his business for the day, you could find him living in the building’s elevator machine room, perhaps cooking a chicken on his hibachi. Currently, a makeshift casino and numbers parlor operates out of a first-floor apartment — and that’s one of the place’s amenities.

And yet there’s such a knowledgeable, involved tenants’ association president:

“I’m the equalizer in the building,” Adolph Santana says with a smile. “Whether you’re gay or straight, sick or going blind — I’ll help anybody. I’m the president of the tenants association! I know when the girls get their periods. Kids come out to me. Everybody knocks on my door.”