Well, the Colts are. And Banjoman is (some people get perks with their jobs…) We, ourselves, aren’t going to the Superbowl. But we’ll watch it with family at least.
Anyway, the Colts and Ben going is good enough to make us very, very happy.
Candy wants to pant her face. And Sal’s. And Catherine’s. Catherine was down with the idea (just a little weary that Candy got to decide that for her…) until she saw a Colts fan on TV with his head shaved and a white colts helmet painted on it.
But once I shave her head tonight, the painting won’t be so much of an issue.
Go Blue!
It didn’t look good. The Pats got that TD off a fumble to start the game. We got the field goal. They get another, pretty effortless TD by the Pats. Then a Peyton INT that goes for a TD. It started to feel like another Indy meltdown in the hands of New England.
They did get a drive to end the 2nd quarter and get 3 points. Questionable no-call on the tripping – but anyway, we go into halftime 15 points down. 21-6.
I was talking to Catherine. We needed to make a halftime adjustment. She suggested lifting her curse on the Colts – letting Sal’s onesie come untucked. I’m into him wearing it untucked, “baller” style. I dressed him this morning and it was untucked. I come back and noticed that it’s snapped up and under his pants.
Well that screwed us up for the first half didn’t it?
At halftime, we went untucked, and the rest is history. There were some tense moments down the stretch, but Sal learned how to do a touchdown dive onto the couch. Turns out Addai didn’t even have to dive.
The Sterling club doesn’t allow tanktops or cutoff jeans. But they better allow untucked onesies, otherwise, we’re outta there!
