So in a couple of hours I will be sitting down on my tush cush (technical term) to watch the annual gridiron classic. I will be rooting for "los" (more on this later) Green Bay Packers. I have no animus against the Steelers and would indeed root for them if they were playing some other team. However, my bleeding liberal heart has a special spot for the only publicly owned team in the NFL.
The last time I watched the Pack play in the Super Bowl was memorable. The local cable operator some how got the wrong feed and thus my wife and I watched the first three quarters listening to the Spanish feed. Commentary, commercials, etc. etc. - all in Spanish. The only recognizable language was "touchdown los packers!!!" which I remember hearing a lot. They won.
Super Bowl days at the fire house are usually fun. Everyone usually brings in a dish of munchables, sometimes the spouse and kids come to enjoy, and the call load is usually pretty light to non-existent during the game (the public doesn't want to interrupt the game either). After the game is over however, wow! Calls are off the charts. Not a good time to be driving. However, the only post game incident Red ever had was hitting a doe. Stupid animal ran into the side of my car despite my best attempts to avoid it. She must have been on the way back from a party where she had too much Bu(ck)weiser. Hah!
Here is an amusing list of Super Bowl legends from Snopes including the hoary old chestnut that claims that mass toilet usage after the Super Bowl has caused havoc with sewer pipes (not true). Enjoy! www.snopes.com/sports/football/superbowl.asp
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