... and, er, off by one team.Congrats to the Saints. I was hoping they'd win but obviously didn't see them pulling it off.
The one downside was Jeremy Shockey winning the SB. I really can't stand that d-bag.
Is it just me, or did the commercials bite the proverbial large one this year? The best I recall was the Betty White/Abe Vigoda (still alive!) bit. About 20 tied for worst, including a good 15 or so which tried to convince me that it's tough to be a man, and the best route to manhood would be through maintaining my testosterone-fueled individuality, which is done by consuming the products I'm instructed to while literally - in two consecutive commercials - wearing pants when so many others choose not to do so. Talking babies: unfunny, kinda creepy. Babies talking about their stockbrokers: unfunny, make me want to import shake-prone British nannies by the boatload. Where's Sudden Infant Death Syndrome when you need it?
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I hated the one about the guy who had his spine removed by his girlfriend. Oh my God, all women are bent on emasculating their mates and making them shop???
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