SuperBowl XLVIII

Okay, I was going to (re)write about what life will be like in 30 years, but put that on hold, let's talk about the SuperBowl! We went over to Steve and Hester's (church friends) house to watch it. (They have a big screen TV, good for watching sports, heh heh...) Hester was in India for a wedding, (fun!) but our friends, the Blanchards, were there, and we all pitched in and brought snacks and stuff for dinner. I honestly had no idea what was going on for the whole forst quarter of the game. (If you know me, you'll know that watching/understanding sports, yeah, not so high on my priority list.) All the guys were yelling something about downs and getting sacked and I was like, "uh huh, yeah, go Giants!!" Can you tell I felt like an idiot?

But Steve started to explain the game to me and Olivia, so I (sort of, kind of, not really) understand the rules of football now. (Basically, only about getting downs, field goals, and touchdowns, oh yeah, and getting sacked! :D) The game got more exciting after I started to understand what was going on. We were rooting for the Giants, if only because we didn't want the Patriots to get a perfect season. Too bad the Colts didn't make it to the SuperBowl again this year, wonder who would've won, Colts or Patriots...Oh well, at least we got to see Eli Manning play, and Peyton was at the game, so I guess we did get to see him too) Anyway, it didn't get really intense until the Giants were backed into a corner with the score at 14-10, and they pulled off a touchdown with a minute left on the clock. (I missed the last few minutes. I got to watch the replay of the last few minutes when we got home though.) I didn't notice a lot, I did notice that Tom Brady seemed frustrated the whole game, wonder why? We all had a fun night. Maybe if I fully get to understand the rules of football some more, then I'll watch it more. (When someone asks me about a person on a football team, I'm usually like, "uhh, who?" Completely embarrassing.)