Super Bowl Sunday – And the Monday that follows…
I hope I don’t get sued by the NFL for typing out the words Super Bowl…I hear they are pretty strict about that. I’m pulling for the Colts…I know the Saint’s are “america’s team”…but I’m a big fan of Peyton Manning and I really want him to get another Super Bowl ring so I have more ammo when I say he is the best to ever play the game.
I love Super Bowl Sunday….it’s like a wild party that can end up going one of two ways. During the game, there is likely to be a lot of swearing…throwing things at the TV…and yelling so loudly that is scares my cat and makes her run out of the room. Then there is the copious amounts of food and drink consumption…with total disregard to how you will feel in the morning. But the outcome of the game changes everything; if your team wins, then it will all be worth it and the swearing, throwing things at the TV, and scaring of cats will be forgotten the next morning. Indeed, life will be great and all will seem right with the world.
But if your team loses…well that is a whole nother story. After a tough Super Bowl loss, Monday morning feels like a horrible hangover. We are talking about a throbbing headache, the foul taste and smell of recent vomit coming from your mouth and nose, and hazy memories of getting a tatoo of some ridiculous saying in a foreign language on your back (we have all been there). Yeah…a Super Bowl loss is really that tough!
But these are the things that make Super Bowl Sunday so great. Man or woman; if you are emotionally invested in a team then you feel the ups and downs, the joys and pains, the victorious state of bliss…or the shame inducing hangover of defeat. I have a great deal of emotional investment in the Colts and Peyton Manning…so I can only hope that as I’m walking into work tomorrow morning I have a smile on my face and a spring in my step. Otherwise I’m going to be walking in with sunglasses, painkillers, a whole bottle of mouthwash, and a plausible explanation of why I have a tatoo on my back that says “I like butterflies” in french….yeah, that is going to be awkward.
Superbowl Sunday… it really is one of the best days of the year. Go Colts!
“If it’s the ultimate game, how come they’re playing it again next year?”
—Dallas Cowboys quarterback Duane Thomas on the Super Bowl.
COREYSAYS'S 
Three words: Who. Dat. Bitches! 🙂 YAY!
Goddamn cock sucker mother fucking donkey raping sack of horse shit turd burgalar cum guzzling fans of Jersey Shorey….
I hope you have your painkillers and mouthwash ready. Don’t forget the tums for the heartburn! Bleh, that sucks. I was really hoping the Colts would win. I am a big Peyton fan. 😦 BOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!