Super Bowl (Waiting) Ahoy!

Well, here we are. Super Bowl 42, the Super Bowl with the number that I hope mirrors the point total we hang on the upstart G-Men, completing The Run for 19 and Done. The problem is now we have so much time before the game that we can over-read, over-think and over-analyze this game to death. (Could it be close, yet again? Yes. Am I gonna freak myself out into a state where I start believing the Giants might win? Balls no!) Thus the trick is to find some fun things to do, some ways to distract yourself and kill time between now and Sunday, February 3rd at 6:0whatever the fahk time kickoff is. And I feel it is my duty to entertain and divert some of you humps through this Eternal waiting period (it's really therapy for me, but if I say it's for you then I don't feel as ridiculous and obsessed, plus typing keeps beer outta my hands).

So here are some links and readables to help pass the time, seeing as the wait between Conference Championship and Super Bowl is as fahkin' long as the wait between Indiana Jones 3 and 4.

By now you've probably already all seen THIS and freaked the fahk out. Could it explain alot? Maybe. Is it the souvenir TFB bought at The Excuse Factory so as to explain his sub par performance in the AFC title game? No. Does it have me shittin' bricks that it could in some way, shape or friggin' form affect our boy's game, and thus give the Giants a chance, and the world some mouth fodder to cry about should the unthinkable occur? Sadly, yes. Well, you can all breathe a small sigh of relief because there's also THIS video action (Honestly, I feel gross posting TMZ video, seeing as they and all the paparazzi really are the devil, but I asked the heavens for a 2-week reprieve on judgment - I'll stop watching after Feb 3rd so as to re-purify my soul). Regardless of the injury severity and whether he needs the boot or not, Lords of Light, heal TFB's fahkin' tonight!

Well, not that it has anything to do with the most freaked-out-over right foot in football history, but if you're thinking about having a party, or going to 'Zona, or maybe doing something else crazy should they go 19-0, chances are you're not as flat-out bananas as THIS guy (see dude, the trick is come March this year, and the year 2027, it's still there).

Oh, and speaking of the G-Men, and their chances in "The Big Game," I know the NFL and their merch partners (Merch Partners, sounds like some a-hole finance or broker company you who would run spots during the Super Bowl, right?) have to pre-print some early goods in case said team wins, so they can be bought the day after the Super Bowl? And often times there's a lot of useless champ merch (I still wish I had one of those worthless Red Sox 1986 World Series Champ shirts you know they had made up!). Well, here's a little fuel for the fire for you Pats fans. THIS is mostly harmless, but come on, it's the Super Bowl, baby! Let's stir some shit up!

More, LOTS more soon. Keep your eye on the prize, think good Lombardi thoughts, and whenever some jackass colleague or nitwit you know who either roots for the Giants or against the Pats (that bandwagon can grow all it wants, it just makes us stronger and more focused), happens to tell you that this game reminds them of Super Bowl 36, except now we're the Rams, and the G-Men are the Pats, remind him/her/it that "Kurt Warner is not TFB, even with a crocodile-bitten foot, and Mike Martz sure as shitballs ain't Bill Fahkin' Belichick."

I say that to myself every night before bed.

Cheers and Cold Super Bowl 42 Beers,

Fitzy

PS - RIP, Heath Ledger. The guy was a whale of an actor, and anyone who plays The Joker gets major points in my book.
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