Superbowl Snowday

It's a good day today. There's two feet of snow on the road, I've been drinking champagne with the ladyfriend, Ovie and the Caps just came back from three down to best Sid the Kid and the Penguins in OT, with a hat-trick and an assist for the Great Eight. We were talking about going down and trying to get some tickets outside the Verizon Center, but we can't get out of the driveway. A glass of champagne to all of those brave souls who went and packed the house!

And oh yeah. The Superbowl's tonight.

As an avid Denver Broncos fan, and a slightly less avid Redskins fan, I don't have a dog in this fight. I do, however, have friends down in the Big Easy, as well as a burning kind of hatred for the Chargers and Philip Rivers. It'd be great to see the Drew Brees take the Lombardi Trophy back to ther city that deserves it the most while former teammate Shaun Merriman watches from home with the Lights Out after a first-round exit to the Jets.

Bad blood aside, I feel as though the Saints are going to win by a little, or lose by a bunch. Yes, the Saints offense is seemingly unstoppable, and maybe God or something is on their side after pulling a win out of their asses against a Minnesota team that shot itself in the foot. Five times. It just seems like the Saints run defense is a bit too porous to contain the inconsistent yet explosive Joseph Addai and Donald Brown, which will open up the play-action passing, allowing Peyton Manning to go to work on the secondary. Perhaps the X-Factor is Darren Sharper; if he's able to read Manning the way he's proven he can on numerous other QBs this year, the D may be able to pressure Archie's boy into mistakes and force turnovers, providing N'Oleans with more opportunities to burn the Colts with their versatile passing attack.

Whew.

Until then I'm going to shovel the driveway, consume some kind of alcohol--perhaps at the same time--and make my way into the kitchen once every ten minutes to smell the chili the ladyfriend's got on the stove. Because it smells good.

And here is a video of my friend Sean and I being asses in the snow.

Who Dat?!