The forces of evil won out once again on Sunday night. Looks as if all that is right in the world will have to pay tenfold for the Giants' win last year. Watching James Harrison return that interception can only be equated, by Carmen, to having his (Carmen's) soul dragged through mud for about as long as it takes a fat, black lineman to run 100 yards. Great 4th quarter nonetheless. Now, the Steelers can return to their grey metropolis and store their trophy with the five others in whatever febrile underground tomb they are kept in. Side-note: Carmen did pick up James Harrison on a 2nd week hunch in fantasy. This does not help in any way. Side-Side-note: Out of the 120 on-campus residents at NYU in Florence, 7 watched the Super Bowl. None of the seven could explain the intricacies of the tuck rule. Four were die hard Steelers fans. One was Carmen. One was Marc on crutches. The last was Dracula. Worst Super-Bowl Commercials Ever. Ever. Ever. Aside from the careerbuilder.com one, most were either lifeless and boring or appeared to be Powerpoint presentations.
Max Weinberg can really keep a beat.
3 comments:
the careerbuilder one where they punched small animals? (koala with coffee mug)
I love the e-trade one's with the baby..even though the concept is old, it still is very funny....
Yes, the koala one.
It's time to move onto bigger and better things, Genesar. Babies are over. The epoch of the mug-hugging koala has begun.
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