Yesterday two fierce football games anointed the warriors who will do battle in America’s most sacrosanct sporting event. And do you believe it: My previously voices vision of an Eagles/Patriots match-up have come to fruit!
The frightful snowstorm that dumped two feet of snow onto Boston allowed me to watch both football games without feeling lazy. Initially, the back-to-back victories of the only teams in the NFL I have ever cared about thrilled me; then, I realized that I would have to place my allegiance into one team. Because to watch the Super Bowl and say “Oh, I’d be happy win either a Patriots or Eagles win” just seems lame.
I imagine the Patriots will be favored in the odds. While my mind and body are for the Patriots… my heart is with the Eagles. Philly deserves a Super Bowl win; its long-embattled sports teams have not brought much glory to a region that places so much of their happiness into major league sports, and that’s sort of sad. Plus, I’ve always been a sucker for the underdog.
