That's what I said to my mom when I called her after the Superbowl last night. She said, "So did mine!" Hee hee. I didn't really have a team picked before the game started, but I knew that the Giants were the underdogs. I like to root for the underdogs because I think it makes it that much more exciting and it's awesome if they win. And when I realized that this was Eli Manning's rookie year, well, that just made me root harder. And...THEY WON! I thought it was all over when the Patriots scored in the last 3 minutes. I even scolded the tv and unleashed my disappointment at Henry. But something magical must have happened between their touchdown and when I came back from the kitchen with a plateful of brownies to console myself. I knew the Giants wanted it more. They just had to figure that out, and they did when that touchdown splashed some reality in their faces. You could hear my scream for joy when they Manning passed for that touchdown. It was an awesome game.
I used to only watch the game for the commercials, but my focus definitely changed when I was actually cheering for a team. The commercials were pretty good this year too. Well, that's all I can do for now. I just got called to be an emergency sub, for 4th graders. Pray for me. :)