I'm margarita-free tonight (I swear) and I wrote this for all you Super Bowl partiers. This event is fast becoming like Christmas in its commericalism...so shouldn't we take a moment to remember what's important? The food. The friends. The NFL logo-gear...
Oh, yeah, and that, uh, football game. Who's playing again?
The Night Before Super Bowl
Twas the night before Super Bowl I cleaned my whole house A big pot I was stirring *splash* Damn, there's chili on my blouse!
The children were nestled in their NFL-logo'd beds NY Jets green blankets and Pennington pillows 'neath their heads Hubbie in his Jets sweatshirt and I in my Jets cap Had just settled down for our pre-Super Bowl nap
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter The party guests were early, with empty stomachs and full bladders! Away to the kitchen I flew like a flash Tore open the refrigerator, There's some leftover potatoes, mashed! The crew, like a defense line, stood all in a row Downing chili, potatoes and my football cake, oh no!
When what to my wondering eyes did appear but a six-foot sub, with salami and pickles and two cases of beer! They brought side salads, too and cookies, Colts blue! All was not lost on Super Bowl eve Just an early party with football fans...fans who wouldn't leave.
To all football partiers, might I exclaim on this night, Happy Super Bowl to all, and to all a good night!
Feel free to add your own stanza...I could see some on wardrobe malfunctions, halftime shows, marathon pre-game analysis (althought what rhymes with "analysis?")...good luck!
I'm not hosting the big party this year (yippee!)...but I'm making stuff to bring. Honestly, I'd rather watch it at home...it's the last football game this season...Call me crazy but I'd like to actually watch it. (And...*sniffle* the house I'm going to has a tiny television...maybe I'll get a pre-game virus and have to stay home...)
"And Shooter endured, the pain Wal-Mart brought...
A collection of vittles to make the tummy knot.
I got all the goodies, even some Cheese Nips...
Oh ####, how can you make cookies without chocolate chips?
At least one more run, to that damn store...
Screw having a beer, I'm going to need 4."
Sadly enough, this was true. I didn't even realize until I started to write this. I remembered all the little things like Paprika & black olives, but I forgot chocolate chips to make the cookies? Yikes...
Enjoy your party, Carolyn. You should be proud that I'm tackling deviled eggs, cookies, and 7-layer dip all by myself. Quite a prodigy, eh?
Good luck Colts fans! May the scoring never occur on your beer runs!
I guess I should've made a pick...uuuuum...Colts by...a little over whatever the spread is. = )
p.s. I saw Ely Manning on one of the zillion pre-game shows last night on ESPN...he actually talks! You wouldn't know it from watching him on the sidelines during a game...he needs to turn on whatever switch he turned on last night during games. Affable, spirited, intelligent, confident...ya know, like a QB should be.
Oh ####, Shooter! Cookies without chocolate chips?! Maybe you could chop up the black olives and use them as chips...fake people out. Give 'em enough beer and they won't notice.
I am proud, Shooter. Damn proud. Hey, I thought of you in the supermarket checkout line the other day...no, not the candy or the girlie magazines, it was a cooking magazine...the cover? Red velvet cake!
And then, in a crashing, I heard in the kitchen
Something threathening the "Beer In Butt" chicken!
As I stuck in my head to suss out the sound,
Off ran the dog, just like a Bumpus Hound
He raced past in a blur, our own Puppy Bowl
Evading tackles, not willing to dole
A bundle of bird he had clutched in his jaws
He looked like a monarch, our feast in his paws
Good stuff! And this was fun... hopefully not true, though nothing motivates the dog like some bird. NOTHING. It only LOOKS like I have him tired out for the moment. But due to some similarities to Shooter's true tales, "Super Bowl Chicken" has been postponed to "24 Chicken."
So do you want the Colts so you can say the Jets lost to the team that lost to the team that won it all?
Damn Colts are going to take another piece of Raider history. Only team ever to win a Super Bowl hailing from two different cities.
Trust me, I tried to add a rhyming stanza. Couldn't muster it up. Ready to make myself some sandwiches, "wager" on about a gazillion prop bets to keep myself busy and then enjoy a snoozer in between commercials...
Sports doesn't have to be all numbers and stats and testosterone! I'll share a slightly different angle on sports.
I'm a mom in New York. Go Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers.
