Having successfully ignored pretty much all of the Superb Owl media news this week, it seems strange that THE BIG GAME is on Sunday. My employers main office is based in Massachusetts, so other than the occasional Patriots knob slobbing I overhear on conference calls, it would just be another week  Last year I wasn’t planning on watching it at all, but a good friend of mine is an Eagles fan and was hosting a big party, so I made the “sacrifice” of eating the cheese steaks, drinking his beer and got to watch him finish crafting a homemade Lombardi trophy out of cardboard and tin foil, just like the one Pete Carroll has so the Moth Man can’t steal his plays. It was a good time spending it with a group of people invested in the outcome, and a shockingly good game.

This year, well, I certainly don’t know any Rams fans, other than those few “converts” due to recent events, and I certainly don’t have any friends that are Patriots fans, so I wasn’t planning on watching until someone who knows how to make some damn good food invited me over. Hey man, I’m here for the smoked meats, deviled eggs and giant bowl of macaroni salad I’ll eat after too many beers.

I’m not rooting for the Rams, but I’m rooting against the Patriots (and the Heretics), so, I guess lets hope for that.

Anywho, I gotta hand it to the Alcohol Football Commentists for smoking drinking beating the Narcotics Football Commentists in the Quoteables Pro Bowl. Here are your results:

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