Super Bowl Super Review!

I'm proud to say I got this one mostly right. We had a tight, entertaining, high-scoring affair. I just missed the end; the Steelers, as I predicted, had the ball with two minutes to go during what could've been a game winning drive. I was convinced Ben and Co. were going to pull it out (insert dumb joke about Ben never pulling out here), but they shot themselves in the foot with a stupid penalty and never recovered.

Congrats to the Pack. They had a hell of a year, and they earned it.

A few other random thoughts I'm too lazy to organize into paragraphs:

• Somebody get me the number of Deion's stylist.
  
• Did you see those shots of all the celebrities in the luxury boxes? What in the seven blue hells were John Madden and George W. Bush even talking about? Did they hang out in the Madden cruiser getting bombed and doing shots of Tough Actin' Tinactin? I'm confused.
• Condi looked thrilled to be there. If you had to sit in the same box as Madden and W, you'd look like you wanted to gouge your eardrums out with a fork too.
• (Tangent Alert) HOORAY VINCE MCMAHON IS BACK!!!!!!!!! I have really missed the Genetic Jackhammer.
  
• But in all seriousness, I kind of miss John Madden. A few years of Troy Aikman and Joe Buck will do that to a man. I don't care if I have to listen to one quarter about how great Hines Ward is, two quarters about turducken, and then a fourth quarter where he describes the inside of the Madden Cruiser. That's still better than Fox's dynamic duo. Maybe he can do baseball in Tim McCarver's place, too.
• A-Rod apparently is the new go-to guy for blond actresses who've fallen out of the public eye and want to get some of the spotlight back prior to the release of their next big movie. Next in line: Paris Hilton.
• Not nearly enough people got hit in the head with cans of Pepsi Max last night.
• I've never watched a Fast and the Furious movie in my life, but there is no way I'm missing the chance to see Vin Diesel and the Rock go toe-to-toe. I think someone may have to wheel my catatonic body out of the theater afterward.
• I died inside a little bit when I heard the first chords of "Sweet Child o' Mine" and realized that the Black Eyed Peas were still on stage. Somewhere, Axl Rose shot his television.

That's all I've got. Continue about your day.