Sunday, February 1, 2015

Take on the national holiday

There is no day that is more Americano than SuperBowl Sunday. It's
everything the US does best: sports, music spectacular and gluttony.
They always say that there are more wings eaten during the Superbowl
than for the previous six months combined or something. I never quite
knew how they came to that statistic, are they counting wings bought,
flushes, burbs or reporter gastro problems the next day??
I do know that years ago, before we all had kids, my buddies would all
get together and watch the game and consume a small country worth of
wings, pretzels, donuts, sodas and cheese wiz and then top it off with
the best chili this side of Texas. You knew it was a good Super Bowl,
not by the outcome, but how long it took for the carbon monoxide alarm
to go off in the man-cave we crammed 10 guys into.

those were the days.

2 comments:

Mr. R. Lee said...

Whoever said cheaters never prosper never met Bill Belichick or Tom Brady.

Righetti said...

cheaters never win.. except when they are tagging Gisele Bündchen