Yesterday I attended my first Super Bowl party in several years.
When I was in college I never watched the Super Bowl because I was always working that Sunday. Or I had church that evening.
And while out of college, I never really watched TV. I didn’t (and still don’t) have basic cable. And I was too lazy to get an antenna and see if I could pick up local channels.
So at my friend’s house, someone asked me, “Who are you going for?”
“Nobody in particular.” I responded.
“Oh, you have to go for someone. Pick one.”
I looked around and spotted a small pillow.
“Okay… I’ll spin this sucker in the air. If it lands on black, I’ll go for New York.”
I threw the pillow up and it spun several times. It landed black facing up. So I was going for New York and there was no turning back.
For me, football is no big deal. I could never get into football while I was in high school (and I lived in a very small town). I also couldn’t find myself enjoying college football either. The sport just wasn’t for me.
But when the Giants scored the winning touchdown in the fourth quarter, I was screaming with and high-fiving all the other Giants fans in the room.
And it was all thanks to the luck of the pillow for telling me which team to root for.
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The Patriots really choked on that one… their D had so many chances at the end… I guess it was meant to be for the Giants. Maybe the New England fans will finally shut up for a while.
@Jason,
One of my friends watching with me (a big Patriots fan) kept saying, “Just wait… they’ll score three touchdowns in just a few minutes.”
Same thing happened with me. Although I like football I don’t care for the Patriots or the Giants and didn’t really care who won the game. I chose the Giants as I was tired of the Patriots winning streak and sure enough, in the 4th quarter, I was a Giants cheerleader! 😯