Super Bowl Side Lights

I do not know who won or will win the Super Bowl at this time. When I left McGuires, the Hawks were behind 10 to 21. The 4th quarter had just started when I decided to leave. The leaving was/is predicated on the personal idea that I hold, which is that I am bad karma for the team that I want to win. If I am watching a game it seems that 9 out of 10 times the team that I am for, looses. It is only a personal thing...my little quirk when it comes to sports.

Do not want something too bad or just the opposite will happen. I guess is how you would state it.

I am not sure that I have fooled any of the Gods that may be involved in the outcome of the Super Bowl, but I do know that my best path is a feigned neglect.

McGuires had about 25 to 30 people there for the Super Bowl...Jeanne said that if you wanted you could bring something to eat...potluck type thing. It was fun and cozy...as McG's is not big...the size of 3 holes in the wall strung together...with dark wood paneling, stained by time and smoke...I brought pico de gallo...there was chili...navy beans...meatballs...desserts...chips...enough food to make this a Supper Bowl...I am full...it was snack snack snack.

The first half portended much...the breaks were not going Seattles way...touchdowns and passes called back...a different game if those calls had not been made. So much in sports is how the breaks...break...at the level of the Super Bowl you have to consider the teams equal...the fact that they made that far is a testament to what they have accomplished.

Actually the first half was interesting because one of the women, I shall call her, Dammit Janet!...was into the cheerleader mode. Now, she nominated and voted herself to this part, and it was a part that she played very well.

Dammit Janet! was intent on increasing the energy level of the room. I think the breaks that Seattle did not get were some what of a weight on the rooms rah rah-ness and Dammit Janet! was not going to let the Seahawks know that we were down. Even though we are in a small bar in Yakima Washington, she has it in her mind that somehow the energy needed for the Hawks to win was right there in that room. She conjoled, shamed and strongarmed many of the males...they started to actually make some noise...not a lot...but some.

Half time and the Stones...the strangest thought came to me while watching them...Frank Sinatra...yup...Frank...I just remember seeing him in something that was a final tour...voice not what it one time was...grayer...more lines on the face...the Stones have become the Frank Sinatra of this Boomer generation...New York New York is now Satisfaction...

Anyway as I was saying...I left early in hopes of confusing the Gods...and maybe to atone for my lack of energy during the first half...I have just checked ESPN and found that my ploy failed...Steelers won...I guess that's the breaks.