The Super Bowl...kinda...I guess

More people watched last night's Super Bowl than anything that's ever been on TV. Finally, some one knocked that final episode of M*A*S*H of of the perch it's help for 27 fucking years...Alda, that smug bastard. Since college, I've never really embraced the whole "Super Bowl Experience." It's always on Sunday night, I can't stop thinking about having to work the next day, and, because of work, I can't drink as much as I want. That usually means a very low-key, chill evening. I have a two-TV set up in my living room, which allows me to watch 2 games at a time during football season, watch TV and play video games, or watch sports and regular programming. Over the course of the game I did all three, so here's a quick, one-paragraph recap of my Super Bowl experience:

Ooh, it's gonna be a long night, NOLA. The Colts marched to an early FG, stopped anything the Saints could do and with Peyton's TD late in the first, it looked like the rout was on. Then, I actually won back-to-back rounds of free-for-all on Modern Warfare 2 for the first time, like, ever. My kill-death ratio evened out after that and somehow the Siants pulled within 4 points at the half. Then there was the onside kick. AWE-some; great call at a great time. Is there really that much difference in giving Peyton 40 yards or 80 yards? No; take the chance for a momentum swing. After that, I set my reminder to catch the late night showing of Big Love and the Saints took charge through the 3rd and 4th, going up 24-17 after a solid 2-pt play call. American Dad was a rerun, but it was the Rapture episode, which is the best episode of that show ever and then Tracy Porter sealed the game with a pick-six. Nice game! I bet Bourbon Street's still throwing down.

Well, gotta get to work, the future isn't gonna shape itself!