This morning, my dad imparted some of his wisdom on me regarding this year’s Super Bowl. “It’s impossible to enjoy a Super Bowl after your team wins a few,” he said. He added, “I used to always enjoy the Super Bowl, no matter who was in it. Not anymore.” So true, pops.

In general, Super Bowls just don’t feel like they used to. For one, the commercials aren’t that good anymore. My dad thinks good Super Bowl commercials died with the attempted assassination of the Budweiser Frogs. Which reminds me, I forgot how totally awesome Terry Tate, Office Linebacker is:

Secondly, the halftime shows have sucked for years. Were they ever good? Does anyone even watch them? They’re too long. I’d much rather the regular 15 minute halftime and save the concert crap for the MTV Video awards or something.

At least this year has a compelling match-up… Peyton vs. Drew. I’m sure it goes without saying but in our house, we’re all about the Black & Gold tonight; the “Who Dat” crew, if you will. You can imagine the frustration I had in trying to explain “who dat” to my dad. He still doesn’t get it. I don’t really either, for that matter.

My boyfriend summed it up perfectly when he gave me his five reasons for why he wants the Saints to win tonight:
“1. I hate Peyton Manning.
2. I hate Peyton Manning.
3. I hate Peyton Manning.
4. The Saints have never even been to the Super Bowl before so that’s cool.
5. I hate Peyton Manning.”

My only hope is that it’s an entertaining game.

Yeah, you read that headline correctly. Hell has not frozen over, although I do feel a slight chill right now. I am rooting for the Jets today despite the fact that a win means a Super Bowl berth for my most hated team. It means some fist-pumping from Mark Sanchez and another week of listening to Rex Ryan. But I am rooting for the Jets today and you should, too. For a Jets’ victory over the Indianapolis Colts today will mean that resting your players will bite you in the ass. Roger Goodell couldn’t have asked for a better method of discouraging top seeded teams from doing so.

The Jets were cooked in Week 16. Hanging on to playoff hopes by a thin and shredded thread, they went into the third quarter with little more than a prayer. Indianapolis Head Coach Jim Caldwell answered those prayers and pulled many of his starters from the game. Under-prepared and overwhelmed, the Colts back-ups folded under a determined and inspired Jets team. The Jets’ playoff hopes were kept alive. 30-something days later, the story is vastly different.

Can the Jets do it? In my opinion, sure! Far stranger things have happened in the NFL. *cough 42 cough* I think the Jets match up very well with the Colts.

Besides, (whoever wins tonight) if either the Saints or the Vikings play the Super Bowl the way they played last week, it won’t matter who the hell wins the AFC. Those two teams look sharp!

I can’t help but feel personally responsible for the Patriots 33-14 defeat to the Baltimore Ravens yesterday. I let down the team, the fans, and myself. You see, our game day ritual includes properly setting up our living room. Everything must be in the proper position and this, my friends, is where I failed miserably.

Incapable of understanding how the Patriots could play so poorly through the first quarter, I looked up and noticed I had missed a huge part of our set-up. My “Biggest Fan” figurine was not on the coffee table where it is supposed to be. The Patriots began to play much better once the living room was set to proper Patriots game day feng shui, but the damage had been done. They just couldn’t overcome the insurmountable 24 point lead the Ravens had built up prior to me properly arranging my living room. IT’S ALL MY FAULT!!!!!!!

Overall, I can’t complain about this season. It was, as evident by the Richard Seymour trade, a rebuilding year and I expect to see some big changes in the coming off season, namely the departure of Adalius “Humble Pie – NOT” Thomas. I was pleased to see the development of safety Brandon Meriweather and I was also satisfied with the play of our other safety named Brandon (McGowan). I was most pleased with our very own German, Sebastian Vollmer. He stepped in and hardly skipped a beat. I hope corner Leigh Bodden returns for next season as well as RB Fred Taylor.

My biggest hope for the off season is for the Patriots to pick up a solid pass rusher as I feel that was one of their biggest defensive weaknesses throughout the ‘09 season.

Now, I’m left with only one option for the remaining playoffs – Baltimore. I can’t cheer for the Colts, certainly not the Chargers and most definitely not the Jets. On the NFC side, I’m all about the Arizona Cardinals (again). Brett Favre makes me ill so I can’t root for the Vikes, the Cowboys are the Cowboys, and after hearing how downright RUDE Saints fans were to my cousin during the Patriots-Saints game (I’ll save that story for another day but let’s just say they put Eagles fans to shame), I am rooting for the Saints to do nothing but lose… bad.

Here’s to a “fowl” Super Bowl – Cardinals vs. Ravens!

If I hadn’t passed out immediately after getting home from work last night, this is something that you might have read here on bostonbrat:

“And this is reason Numero Uno why I hate when the Patriots play Monday night games. I am exhausted! Long gone are the days when I could hit the bars until 2 a.m. and be up and ready for work by 8. Maybe it has something to do with being 30. Or something. But I feel more beaten than the Patriots secondary right now and that can’t be good.

“BUT, tired or not, I don’t have that ‘OMG, I want to hurl myself off the Tobin‘ feeling like I had after the Colts game a few weeks back and DEFINITELY not the ‘OMG, I want to hurl SOMEONE off the Tobin’ feeling like I had after the Jets game in Week Two.”

Seriously, aside from the sheer exhaustion, I was in a good mood yesterday. Ask any of my co-workers. I also got into a mini-debate with another co-worker about the extent of suckitude in the Patriots secondary. She thinks they “suck bigtime.” I think a secondary is only as good as its companion pass rush, of which the Patriots are horribly lacking (and don’t bring up Richard Seymour, he wasn’t doing much either and you all thought so, too). She also thinks Tom Brady has completely lost focus, which, if I didn’t like her so much, would have sent me into hysterics.

The Patriots were summarily defeated by the New Orleans Saints Monday night and not one person could tell me the last time a Tom Brady-led Patriots team was beaten like that.

But I digress (heh), did you happen to notice, I successfully completed NaBloPoMo?

It’s the last night of NaBloPoMo and it happens to fall on a huge Monday night Patriots game. Tonight, the Patriots face the unbeaten New Orleans Saints. It seems like just yesterday I was consoling my old internet pal, Becca, a hapless Saints fan who dreamed of a season like that my Patriots enjoyed. Here it is, Becca. It’s pretty awesome, isn’t it?

So, I’m impatiently waiting for this game to start. And if the Patriots don’t win, I have a weird feeling it’s going to signal a Super Bowl victory for the Patriots. I’ll elaborate later.

Oh boy, oh boy.

And, if you’re interested, follow my twitter for all my in-game thoughts. I’ll be like some professional sports journalist. HA HA