Super Bowly

Congrats to themom on your Super Bowl Champion Pittsburgh Steelers!

Have to say I was rooting for the Cardinals. Kurt Warner is an Iowan, and we corn-eaters have to stick together. And Larry Fitzgerald is not only a Minnesotan, but played for a high school in our conference.

The 100-yd touchdown by Harrison was amazing, but totally canceled out by the pummeling he gave another player. Rotten bad sportsmanship, that.

All-in-all another good Super Bowl game. The commercials? Meh, boring.

The Super Bowl and Sliders

Another Super Bowl Sunday, come and gone.
Way to Go New York Giants! I was rooting for the Giants for two very good reasons:
1. Randy Moss plays for the Patriots, and I did NOT want Randy Moss to enjoy a Super Bowl Victory. While playing for the Vikings here in Minnesota, Randy was the stereotypical punk. He is the King of mean spirited, spoiled professional athletes. All that talent and money and all the guy can do with himself is break the law and generally be a rotten person. One example - while stuck in traffic Mr. Moss believed himself to be entitled to a free trip around. He drove around the mess and bumped the traffic officer with his car, attempting to push her out of the way. I don't like Randy Moss.
2. My husband is a New Yorker. Somehow he ended up a Dallas Cowboys fan since childhood. One of the many mysteries that is my husband's brain. The Giants beat the Cowboys to go to the Super Bowl, but at least they were his second pick. So cheer for New York we did.

I made mini-sliders for half time. A pound of good ground beef to which I added lots of minced fresh onion, salt, pepper, crushed garlic, and worc. sauce. Grilled them up well with all the fixins. But alas the buns I bought were just a bit big, so my happy little burgers resembled the "Where's the Beef?" commercial. We ate them anyway and they were delicious. And the house smelled like a great sports bar.

During all this, Hillary Clinton was in the Twin Cities but I just couldn't be bothered. I'm rooting for Obama anyway.

Return of the Ice Bowl

This weekend's NFL playoff game between the Green Bay Packers and the New York Giants will most definitely be a return of the ICE BOWL. The predicted high at Lambeau Field is 4 above.

On December 31, 1967, the Packers played Dallas at Lambeau Field in Green Bay during one of the coldest days on record. The daytime high reached -13 degrees with a windchill around 48 below.

From wikipedia: The bitter cold overwhelmed Lambeau's new turf heating system, leaving the playing surface hard as a rock and nearly as smooth as ice, but many believe Packer coach Vince Lombardi turned it off. The officials were unable to use their whistles after the opening kickoff. As the referee blew his metal whistle to signal the start of play, it froze to his lips. For the rest of the game, the officials used voice commands and calls to end plays and officiate the game.

Several players, including Dallas defensive tackle Jethro Pugh and Green Bay quarterback Bart Starr, still claim to suffer occasional mild effects of the frostbite they developed that day. Dallas quarterback Don Meredith came down with pneumonia after the game and was hospitalized on his return to Texas.

Furthermore, the UW - La Crosse Marching Chiefs band were supposed to perform the pregame and halftime shows. During warmups in the brutal cold, the woodwind instruments froze and wouldn't play, the mouthpieces of brass instruments got stuck to the players' lips, and seven members of the band were transported to local hospitals for hypothermia. The band's performances were canceled.

My husband has a video of this day and it looks downright brutal. All those cheeseheads in thin scarves and thinner shoes. They stood outside in the horrid weather without goretex, polypropylene, electric hunting socks, or those little miracles in a bag called hand warmers. I like football but I'm not an idiot. Tune in on Sunday just to see what people are wearing. Don't you just KNOW one guy will have a naked painted chest.