Today’s the day. I’m totally pumped. It will all be decided in a matter of hours. Unfortunately, my plans didn’t quite work out as planned. I had hoped to go to Philly for the game, but bars would be too expensive (Chickie ‘n Pete’s wanted $125/person!) and probably no the most fun for Lisa and I. Work has been so crazy lately that I never got around to making the plans I should have – hanging out with my family for the game. By the time I made the effort, everybody had their plans elsewhere. Instead I’ll just have to enjoy the game here at home in beautiful Hi-Def glory.
Hey, I love me Dad (and he did teach me the game), but I’m still looking forward to the crisp picture I’ll be getting courtesy of Comcast.
This weekend has been a big Philly sendup for me. Yesterday morning I introduced Lisa to the glories of Pork Roll. Of course it was Taylor, and straight from the log – the way it was meant to be. Then we headed south to find a sporting goods store that admits teams other than the Yankees exist (have I mentioned how much the NYC area sucks). I picked up a championship shirt to go under my jersey. After putzing around Princeton Forrestal Village we stopped by my parents’ and went out to dinner with my Mom. I love that my Mom will end up picking a pub for dinner. On our way home we stopped by the 24-hour Acme and picked up a “One” shirt (which Lisa is now wearing). My Mom also provided us with some scrapple to start our Philly Super Bowl day. Mmm mmm!
Now I’ve got the DVR fired up, some Yuengling in the fridge, kielbasa defrosting, and a big ol’ bag of Sour Cream and Onion Herrs chips to help me cheer on an Eagles victory. If all goes well, I’ll be on Broad Stree come Tuesday morning.
Once this is all over, I’m sure that this space will return to it’s regularly scheduled blog…