It's the Monday after the Super Bowl and 89% of Americans are going to work with nacho cheese hangovers. For my nonAmerican readers, and for the unAmerican readers who just pretended they like football so they could get invited to a neighborhood Super Bowl party and chow down free on Lil' Smokies wrapped in bacon; here is a Super Bowl wrap up.
The epic match up was between the Baltimore Ravens
and the San Francisco Forty Niners.
Of course, this was a mismatch from the start because a Raven can just pick up the football and fly into the end zone, scoring at will while the husky Forty Niners (gold miners in Spandex) ineffectually throw pick axes at the sleek black Ravens streaking through the air above them. As a last resort, the San Francisco Forty Niners brought out their secret weapon, a gold panning pan that they threw spinning at the elusive ravens like a lethal frisbee, but to no avail.
It was an exciting game with black feathers drifting softly through the air and the smell of forty niner sweat mingling with the robust scent of super bowl kielbasas on the grill.
I can't wait until next year.