I have been conflicted about the Super Bowl the last two weeks. After all, my two favorite teams in the NFL are playing each other. I've decided to root for the Pats, as they are the team of my childhood and, let's face it, I'm a diehard Bostonian. No matter where I live, I claim MA as my home state. But that's not the only reason I'm rooting for the Pats (oh, how I love you Tom Brady
...) I am truly convinced that if the Eagles win, all hell will break loose. Why is that? Well, let's see...oh yeah:
THEY'VE SCHEDULED THE POTENTIAL VICTORY PARADE
FOR THE SAME DAY AS MARDI GRAS
!!!! Um, yeah, wasn't there a freakin' riot
on South Street during Mardi Gras a few years ago? Why not throw in an extra Mummers Parade while we're at it? Maybe the Dallas Cowboys can come to town too so we have more reasons to break shit.
Oh yeah, and I'm really looking forward to teaching on Tuesday. I swear, only 3 students will show up.
So, beyond the fact that I once owned a "Berry the Bears" ringer T-shirt in anticipation of Super Bowl XX, I will be rooting for the Pats. I like my apartment and my current home town, and I would love to see it intact.
Despite this, I won't be that pissed if the Eagles win. After all, I'm a sucker for the underdog, and I had the sweet taste of victory in October. (Less than two weeks until pitchers and catchers report!)
I have added a picture to illustrate the hottness that is Tom Brady. Yes, I am a sucker...