Let's hear it for the Super Bowl!

Let's hear it for Da Bears!

Gotta admit that touchdown on the kick off was pretty cool. After that, well Elmira and I just settled down to have some of the Buffalo wings, Chinese dumplings, egg rolls, and piles of other way too fattening stuff.

The folks I watched the game with actually paid attention to the game. And if you know this household you know that they watch the game just for the commercials.


In fact seems Dan got a call from his sister two minutes into the game. She said she figured it would be safe to call him because he would not be watching the game. Boy was she surprised!

Any way, this house is for Da Bears. Seems there is some hostility against the Colts (Elmira's team -- hey what can I say, she has delusions of grandeur.) Seems the Colts sneaked out of Baltimore leaving only the Deadskins -- sorry the Redskins -- as the only football team in the area.

Of course later B'more got the Ravens and (in a really bitter moment) the Colts took them out of contention for the finals.

Looking at this game reminds of the time we made our first big strike.

It was raining cats and dogs. (And that was fortunate. We ran out of food so we gathered up the cats and dogs for dinner. I always knew knowing taking that Chinese cooking lesson would pay off.) Any way, the rain came down so hard it was stripping the mountain side. And lo and behold lots of pretty yellow rocks came down as well.

We just scooped them up and headed into town to cash in our wealth. First thing we bought was a poke for future fortunes.

More later after the games. The Bears are finally holding on to the ball and moving down field.

Any way, this is being done just 5 minutes into the second half.