I hear-tell there is a football game tomorrow. I haven't watched the NFL in abut five years. Not because I care about much of anything that they do or don't do, but simply because I often have better things to do on a Sunday afternoon. I'm not anti-NFL, I'm just supremely indifferent to it.
The one memorable Super Bowl I remember happened on January 28, 2001. One of my favorite Honky-Tonk's was hosting a Super Bowl party, and I didn't have anything better to do, so I went to shoot pool, drink beer and hang out with rednecks. I met Belle at that party and my world changed. Belle and I consider Super Bowl weekend an informal anniversary, even though they've move it from the last Sunday in January.
Y'all enjoy the game.