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And there you have it. The Patriots are a dynasty. Deion Branch tied a Super Bowl record with 11 receptions and won himself a Cadillac for being MVP. (Though he didn’t actually score a touchdown, despite what the nifty Nintendo graphics indicate.) Terrell Owens played better than anyone expected, but Donovan McNabb threw three interceptions and looked surprisingly unsure of himself out there.
Meanwhile…
Everyone in Vegas who bet on the Pats to cover is cursing Romeo Crennel’s defense for allowing that late fourth quarter touchdown and hope he fails in Cleveland next year.
All but the most stalwart Beatles fans will complain about the relative lameness of the halftime show. (“NA NA NA” placards in the stands!? Horrible.)
CareerBuilder.com will get a boost from the ads with the monkeys, while everyone at my little Super Bowl party will remember MC Hammer getting thrown back and that cat covered with pasta sauce. Much of the rest, however, was disappointingly forgettable.
And I’ve got three days worth of lunch from giant sandwich leftovers, not to mention 8 Yuenglings that will be regifted at some point in the near future.
Because the Super Bowl is about a hell of a lot more than the game. It’s about how we all enjoy it together. We all have our stories and memories of Super Bowl parties past, and as long as they keep playing, we’ll keep gathering to watch.
It was a glorious day.
And September seems so far away…