Excuse me, but is The Modern Gal the only one who thinks that Super Bowl game last night didn’t actually happen. Really, you’re telling me the following things happened:
Tom Brady was sacked five times.
Eli escaped a sack by the hair of his chinny, chin, chin only to …
pass the ball to a guy who wasn’t Plaxico Burress but managed to catch said ball by pinning it to his helmet.
Thus resulting in ELI (not Peyton, to be sure) getting named the MVP.
Bollocks, I say. Complete and utter nonsense.
You all do realize that the Patriots losing means we have to listen to this guy run his mouth for the rest of our lives:
Well I was cheering for the Giants (I love them because I imagine that they hate the Cowboys as much as I do) so I was a happy woman. And the more I watch the Eli to Tyree play, the more I f-ing love it.
Is it almost time for football season to start again yet?
You know, last Sunday when there wasn’t any football on, I woke up Sunday morning and said “well now what am I supposed to do?”
I supposed March Madness will be here soon enough.