Janice Williams Loves Austin

I made up that number for the Superbowl. For some reason I think it is 44, but that can’t be right because I’m sure there were already Superbowls in the early 1960s. Doesn’t matter.

What matters is the Saints won! That is exciting stuff. I was quite please for them. I was pleased, first, to watch a Superbowl with two teams that I really do like and care about. I don’t get to see too many Indianapolis Colts games here and don’t pay too much attention since they are AFC, but I love Peyton Manning and think he is a great actor/comedian/spokesperson/individual/and, oh yes, quarterback. And I love the Saints for many things, but just their underdog status is enough to make me root for them.

But I was also excited to see a whole Superbowl game that was close until the very end, both teams were truly GOOD and made almost no mistakes, and there were no bad calls (well, except the one that got reviewed and changed) and there were no mean plays or things that cast a bad light on the game. It was just really really good football. Mark was exclaiming about Manning’s speed and accuracy. He was raving over a drive the Saints made that pushed them down the field to a touchdown. I told him the only reason he was raving so is that he has gotten too used to watching the Cowboys over these past few years when they don’t play like pros. These guys today were professionals.

My favorite moment was after the game when Drew Brees had his little baby boy in his arms. I was thrilled they had hearing protection on that kids ears, first. So many parents drag their children along to much-too-loud events and don’t realize the damage they can do. But it was Drew wiping tears and just talking to his baby and telling him what was happening that was so sweet and touching.

Commercials didn’t seem to be so great this year. We rewound a couple of them that really made us laugh. Betty White playing football was really funny. Many just had us saying, “Really?”