I don't watch much football, particularly of the American variety. I'm more of a hockey, baseball and (more recently) basketball kind of a guy.
I've watched a few Super Bowl games, starting way back in the Joe Namath/New York Jets days. Many of them were terrible, either blowouts or low-scoring yawners - but some were pretty good.
I haven't been to a Super Bowl party in 15 or 20 years. It's mostly been a non-event in my house.
But today I'm gonna watch. Son #1 was hoping to spend the day and night at his cousin's to watch the game but the weather is wreaking havoc driving-wise. So, to assuage his disappointment, I've decided we'll have our own party here.
We just got back from shopping for staples: shrimp, garlic bread, chicken wings, potato chips and dip. All major food groups present and accounted for.
Let the game begin!
Post Script
Well, it wasn't a Stupor Bowl but it wasn't a classic either. The Steelers won. To be precise - the Steeler's defence won. Seattle had a couple of tough calls go against them and it may have rattled them. They seemed confused a couple of times.
But more importantly: How the heck does Mick Jagger still have the energy to strut like a man a third his age?
I want what he's having.
4 comments:
Yea, I have often wondered too what keeps the boys of Rolling Stone going and going, and going... like an old Timex.
Must be all the boze, drugs and chicks. They simply had to time to age.
Have a good one Frank.
Othmar a.k.a. huntwriter
You're right, Frank. It wasn't a great game, but the Steelers won. Woo Hoo, from a Steelers fan and Pittsburgher. ;)
I agree, I'd like some of that amazing energy, too.
Othmar: If your theory was correct I think I'd be in better shape. ;)
Joanne: I'm happy for you and all Steelers fans. :)
Frank, you've been tagged. :)
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