Super Bowl Ramblings

Hey, did you guys watch the penalty bowl last night?

They should make football players take ballet lessons, so they get both toes in, like Santonio Holmes did.

And how about when Larry Fitzgerald caught that pass and was running for the go-ahead touchdown? And while he was doing so, did you see him check himself out on the big screen? That must be one of the coolest feelings in the world. Watching yourself run for a touchdown, in the super bowl, on the big screen, while you're doing it. Must be kinda like having a mirror on the ceiling in your bedroom except even better. Or, maybe it's not like that all, really, because the whole world is watching you and that might be kind of embarrassing.

Finally, I have established a new tradition. My brother is a complete sports nut. He takes it very seriously. As I get older, I am starting to come to the realization that emotionally investing yourself a lot in sports is not really healthy because you can't control the outcome. My brother has a lot of stress in his life and I am going to try to hammer the point across by calling him at the most inopportune times during big sporting events.

Like last night:

* Kicker's foot has just struck the ball for opening kickoff *

* Phone ringing *

John in Buffalo: "Hello?" * people's voices in the background *

Mick in Dayton: "Hey John, what's up?"

John: "We're having a party and the Super Bowl is on!"

Mick: "Oh Yeah? How's things going? How's life?"

John: "Fine. Why are you talking so weird?"

Mick: "Oh, I'm just calling to check on ya..."

John: "Oh...Well, we're having a party here, so..."

Next call will be the moment the green flag drops at the Daytona 500.