Football, Gloating and Pouting.

Well it's over.  Another Super Bowl comes and goes and as usual our house was divided.
The hubs won this round.  
Yes, he's gloating.
Even though I admitted the Giants deserved the win since I think the Pats swapped places with their cheerleaders who apparently used lots of lotion on their hands which precipitated their not being able to catch the ball even if it had been covered in velcro and spikes and those little octopus sucker thingies.
I mean seriously.  The odds of a safety being the first score in a Super Bowl game were 60-1.
I'm pouting.
At least the wings were good.
Now I'm taking odds on Dallas making it within 16 games of the Super Bowl for next year.

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