In perhaps the greatest Super Bowl in history, the New York Giants humbled the once-haughty and heavily-favored New England Patriots 17-14 last night. Led by the oft-maligned quarterback Eli Manning and the high-intensity defensive line, the Giants refused to be intimidated, playing with confidence and aggressiveness from the opening kick-off to the last and futile New England possession.
The Patriots have become the New York Yankees of football, a positioned they usurped from the Dallas Cowboys. Although there is an exception--they don't buy their championships. Still, they are so good, so methodical, so arrogant that the average Joe feels compelled to root against them. And certainly that was the sentiment at my house. Nobody was a Giant fan before this season, but there was plenty of enthusiasm for seeing the Patriots get their tails whipped, and also for Eli to get some love.
In what is starting to become a tradition, Angelica and Lanee laid out a devastating line-up of snack foods, and our small crowd ate and cheered until the combination made our bellies hurt. It doesn't get any better than that. (Well actually, that's not quite true. Ryan was at the game in Glendale, witnessing one of the most exciting and historic Super Bowls of all time. It doesn't get any better than THAT. We watched on TV, along with the other record-setting 148 million viewers worldwide, which was still good living.)
I'm bummed I couldn't make it.. but feel somewhat at peace .. knowing that I didn't upset any more stomach's than my own.
ReplyDeleteIf only Eli's MVP award could somehow count in Fantasy league..