Super Bowl XLIV Highlights
Here’s the highlights from my particular Super Bowl viewing this year:
- Eating twenty-nine wings. I stopped just under thirty, which is odd, both because I expected to eat more and because I only had to have one more to get to thirty. So that’s a little ridiculous. But it’s because I had a few “plain” ones that stopped me. They were dry. Sweet and sour for the win.
- Winning fifty bucks for the second year in a row in my step-dad’s office pool. 0-0 is easily the best possible square to have. Sick McSick.
- Not having to leave the building and enter the terrible cold in the outdoors. Seriously, that was easily the best part.
- The Doritos commercials. Halfway through the evening, I encountered this dilemma: I really wanted Doritos because of their highly-effective ad campaign (and more importantly because Doritos are possibly the greatest chip of all time, a title that will be determined for sure sometime in the short future) but couldn’t eat Doritos in the JTS Super Bowl party due to their unkosherness. Damn.
- When Drew Brees got pulled to the ground in a one-handed sack, the announcers didn’t care about what was going on on the field. Instead, they noted, “Brees had to get used to that when the Saints lost to the Cowboys … DeMarcus Ware pulled him down to the ground with one hand!”
- A bunch of us realized that we’re only six years away from Super Bowl L. And that if I live to 78, I’ll get to see Super Bowl C. And that those will be the last single-letter Bowls until the year 2466.
