What’s this I hear about some fantastic bowl thing happening this weekend? I don’t know much about it, but I guess it’s supposed to be super? Some sort of super cup, or maybe it’s a bowl, during which people yell loudly and drink beer and dunk chips and chomp various meat products? Or something?
Well. I think it sounds fun. I mean I’m not really one to watch gigantic humans battling U.S patriots for the skin of pigs, but if this whole thing is really supposed to be so super and inclusive of bowls of meat, then I think I’d like to participate. I will make meatballs.
No, I kid. I like, totally know everything about football. Zone defense. Extra points. First and ten. See? Totally. And as it turns out, I’m not really a fan of either Tom Brady (cleft-chinned cad) or Eli Manning (sad-faced man-boy). Still, I think I’ll take Peyton’s man-boy brother to beat the spread over weirdly cartoonish Brady. Does anyone else think he looks like Gaston from Beauty and the Beast, just with tighter pants and less cool shoes?
I mean, I’ll leave that stuff to the experts. The point spread and the tight pants. I’ll stick with the meatballs.