So let me start this off by saying, I have a problem.  I like alcohol a lot.  To myself like a lot of degenerates, the Super Bowl is great day as an avid drinker and as an avid football fan.  I get drunk and I yell at the people who showed up to watch the commercials.  (OMG did you see the squirrels... they are sooooo cute... grr)  Obviously,  it meant a bit more to me this year.  This year I got drunk and I yelled at the people who showed up to watch the commercials and... you know what... I didn't even know anyone else was there... all I cared about was the game.  And I'll tell you, I've never felt better down in a game then I did after the first half of that game.   

So here's the thing, I'm sure you all remember the Johnny Lynn days.  We'd be up in the third quarter only to play Prevent for the next 15 minutes and lose the game.   I rarely relax anymore when the game is on the line.  So obviously,  with the ball in Brady's hands with two minutes left... I was a nervous wreck.  I refused to sit down.  I almost had a heart attack when Brady threw 70 yards down field, probably more like 80 when you take into account he threw across the field.... only to be deflected by the finger tips of Corey Webster, who had been relegated to the bench 4 weeks ago. 

 So after that, Brady throws incomplete with 2 secs on the clock.  I see clearly that there are two seconds left.  I see the Gatorade bath, I see everyone else freaking out.  I start screaming at everyone.... "IT'S NOT OVER.... THERE ARE TWO SECONDS LEFT!!!!!  IT'S TOM BRADY!!!!"   My wife ( a philly fan by birth, Giant fan by my force of nature) starts yelling at me.... "What the hell are you talking about!"  Because while I've been refusing to sit and pulling out my hair for the last ten minutes, my drunk ass did not realize it was fourth down, and stopped myself from celebrating on the play that clinched the game.

I can never forgive myself for missing that moment of adulaton.  Fortunately the next 2 weeks I spent doing nothing but reading and watching Giant's highlights made up for it.

This is my confession....