TTG and I stayed up and watched the game last night. I stayed up because I wanted to watch the half-time show, and watch men in tight pants run after a funny-shaped ball. TTG stayed up because he loves the game to pieces.

I wanted The Patriots to win, if only to beat Miami’s record. TTG wanted The Giants to win, to preserve Miami’s record.

When the blokey in the Giant’s uniform got a touchdown with just 35 seconds left on the clock, Shannon, I really felt for you.

I blame Gisele Bundchen.

By the way, how scary is that damn clown? *shudder*