I am spent, so I will take my leave.
I want to thank everyone for their patronage. Your blog announcer for the day has been, of course, your faithful correspondent Henry, the self-aware tabby cat. Thanks to my host, Blogger.com.
And thanks to Ian and Carla for the delicious Pounce/catnip dip.
So long ...
p.s. To the person who bet $100 on the Giants, 17-14, can I borrow a million dollars?
Sunday, February 3, 2008
I give TP and the Heartbreakers two paws up. There were times when the vocal was a little lackluster, but they rocked overall. And they all looked like such upstanding gentlemen in their suits when they lined up at the end. Stephen Tyler, you're on notice. Wear your scarf around your neck, not your mike stand. And Mick J., stop with the size 2 stretch pants already. 50-yard penalty for abuse of spandex. TP, automatic first down, half the distance to the goal.
Did I predict 31-24 Patriots? Did anyone foresee Patriots 7-3 at the half? If you did, let me know and I'll award you the Nostradamus trophy.
Not to be outdone by Michael Strahan's video diary, Jimmy Johnson earlier shared this gem from his vacation scrapbook. I'm surprised he didn't crop Bill Belichick out of the photo. But the contrast makes him look even manlier. I think he should appear on the panel this way!
Ryan Seacrest not only has no knowledge of the game of football, he also has no knowledge of U.S. history. He just did a "red carpet" interview of some actor named John I've never seen before. Ryan asked him who he was rooting for, in spite of the fact that the guy was wearing a Patriots hat. I don't know. New England's logo is a little bit ambiguous. What do you think?
I had no idea the Super Bowl had a pre-pre-pre game show. In case you also were in the dark about that, and have been doing something constructive for the past 6 hours, let me hit the highlights. Patriots safety Rodney Harrison revealed that his nickname as a child was "Doody" because he always had really bad gas. Giants wide receiver Plaxico Burress likes to fish and he collects socks. He has, count 'em, 60 pairs. Get out!